"Is this the Echo Corridor?"

Looking at the ruined temple, countless stone pillars collapsed to the ground, a ruined scene. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's hard to imagine that in a place like Treasure Island, you can see a place like a temple.

"Well, go inside, there's a corridor in the center, that's the Echo Corridor," Mr. Wraith waved his hand at Nero, "Okay, I'll send you here, there's a mysterious force affecting this place, I can't get in, I and this velociraptor want to look at your uncle, you ask for a lot of blessings." ”

Looking at Mr. Ghost's prayerful look, Nero was suddenly a little speechless, and said embarrassedly, "You make me panic like this." ”

"It's hard to make a lot of money with you, if you can't do it, the most loss is me, and I am the most panicked......" Mr. Ghost said helplessly: "Do you know, in order to show you the way, I have to appear outside the sun from time to time, which consumes my soul power, and even dies early." It's like if I lend you a lot of money, and if you die, I'll find someone to pay back......"

I have to say, this is a sincere ghost.

"Don't worry, wait for my good news. ”

Nero waved his hand and walked alone into the ruined temple.

This temple.

Faintly, she heard something singing, and the singing was poignant, just like the atmosphere of this temple, desolate and tragic.

The voice seemed to come from the echo hallway.

Perhaps, this was once a glorious temple, but it was destroyed, and judging by the traces of power, Nero felt that it was a relic that had been destroyed by a large spell.

In this monster-infested island, this kind of thing seems to be a common thing.

She walked straight through the large door of the temple and looked at the bottomless hallway.

She walked in and walked all the way forward.

The corridor is very wide, it should be the most well-preserved place, the wall along the way is carved with beautiful patterns, although it is a little difficult to see the appearance under the destruction of the years, but it is still some good works, it can be seen that the previous art is not as fast as the current era.

Next to the hallway, there are several old torch stands at intervals, which seem to be for lighting, but when you first enter, this place is quite bright, so you probably don't need lighting.

He is not afraid to walk in again, with his golden physique, he is a big light bulb at any time.

Nero heard the singing from the depths again, the voice was beautiful, but it didn't seem to be a human voice, she was a little confused, and continued to go deeper, and at the same time, she couldn't help but cry out into the depths.

"Anyone?"

When she shouted this, it didn't take long for an identical voice to come back, an echo of her.

At the same time, another voice came back at the same time.

"Anyone?"

Suddenly, Nero's fists tightened.

This voice turned out to be the voice of her male voice.

How could this place have its own original voice?

Nero was in a trance at the sound of that voice, and when she came back to her senses, she found that the braziers around her had somehow burned, illuminating the passageway.

Nerocha felt that something was wrong and quickly turned around.

At this time, she found that the intersection that could have been seen was no longer visible, and behind her, there was also the bottomless corridor, which seemed to have no way out.

What's the situation?

Magic Trap? Hallucination?

At that moment, Nero hesitated to go back and see if there was a way back.

At this moment, a voice suddenly echoed in her ears.

"Don't take a step back, or you'll never get out, that's the rule of the game here. ”

It was the voice of the owner of the song.

"Don't you retreat?"

Thinking back to that voice, Nero couldn't help but smile.

"Exactly what I want," she strode out, "I want to see what can make me take a step back." ”

When the familiar power gradually returns, Nero's self-confidence is also more and more bursting, this should be her strength, how can she be arrogant, even, it won't be long before she will reach the transcendent master, within two or three years, she will inevitably re-enter the realm of the strongest king, and reach the peak she once was.

This kind of growth is the foundation of her self-confidence.

She is fearless.

Facing this corridor, Nero walked all the way down.

The hallway was quiet, so quiet that only the echo of Nero's footsteps sounded.

This corridor is unexpectedly deep, so deep that it seems that it never ends, which makes people anxious.

Such a distance has long exceeded the length of the temple.

Nero was not anxious, because she felt that this was the most basic test here, and if she was anxious, she would really walk this road for the rest of her life.

At this point, she was right.

As she walked, a light began to appear in front of her.

She walked into the light.

There was a moment of trance, a bit of blindness, and when Nero came back to her senses, she found herself in the market.

A bustling market in the city.

"Is this a fantasy? How does it feel, it's so real......"

Looking around, everything around me was so vivid, and there was no trace of it before, old people, children, young women, merchanters, chattering hawkers, and shouting chickens and ducks.

Nero was sensitive to psychic powers, but she didn't feel any of the breath that psychic spells should have.

If this is an illusion, it is too powerful.

Nero went all the way, everything here was real, there was nothing special to see, and she didn't feel any danger.

Along the way, just like the usual shopping, those dazzling goods are indeed eye-opening.

The only weird thing is that the street is a little too long, as if it can't go all the way.

Soon, she realized something was wrong.

The same face, she saw twice.

Along the way, she saw the same stall twice.

All the way down, she actually walked it all over again.

Is this an infinite loop street?

How do I get out?

Walking all the way, thinking all the way, Nero walked a third time.

The answer, she felt, must be somewhere here.

Even, she took the initiative to ask about the value of a certain handicraft, and took the initiative to buy two or three exquisite works of art, and these handicrafts turned out to be able to be brought to her storage ring, and the things seemed to be practical, not fake.

Unless, she's entering a deep illusion. But the weirdness of this street everywhere clearly did not make her believe in the fantasy land here.

So, how about seeing this place as a real place?

At this time, she looked around, paying attention to the first detail around her.

The grocery shopping aunt chattered inappropriately with the vegetable vendors, the street jugglers played and amused the spectators, and a little girl in a patched skirt was actively selling apples to the customers on the side of the road......

There's nothing wrong with all this.

However, at this moment, a knight rode a snow-white horse at a gallop, the speed was very fast, and the pedestrians who saw it on the side of the street hurriedly gave way to it, and some people were startled and scolded the rider, but the knight just ignored it, and went straight to the front rampage, and the riding skills were also exquisite, but he did not hit anyone, but there were more frightened people.

Nero had expected the knight to be herself, but she guessed wrong, and the knight passed past her, passing by.

However, a few seconds after leaving her, she heard a little girl's scream, the sound of something landing.

Nero noticed that it was as if the knight had accidentally touched the little girl's basket as he was traveling, and the basket of fruit in the basket fell to the ground.

At this time, the pedestrians were very messy, the apples fell to the ground, some rolled to the ground, were trampled by the pedestrians in the process, some were accidentally kicked farther, and some were picked up by a few playful little boys and fled as if they were bad.

"Don't rob it, give me back the apple!"

The little boys made a grimace, then patted their butts and ran, some of them ran while munching on apples, and this little girl, who was only seven or eight years old, did not know what to do when she encountered this situation, and panicked for a moment, sat down on the ground, and began to cry.

Some of the passers-by looked at the passers-by, and some laughed for a while, but no one came to help her.

On the ground, there were only a few trampled apples.

At this time, Nero was very close to her, only a few steps away, and she could have walked over and helped the little girl.

She wanted to go over, but she suddenly remembered that she must not retreat.

Is this lying to yourself, going backwards?

The Compassion Trap of Boredom?

Nero didn't choose to ignore it, because the little girl looked so pitiful.

She remembered the rules of this journey, this street that kept repeating, the rules that could look behind and not go backwards.

At this time, the little girl was in dire need of help, and Nero did not retreat, but quickened his pace and ran forward with all his might!

Nero at full speed was terrifying, a short all-out sprint, almost comparable to a leap, and it didn't take her too long to get her to where she wanted to go.

The little girl sat on the ground, still crying, but much quieter, wiping her tears, as if she was leaving.

If Nero had hesitated, the little girl might have left.

Nero walked over, picked up the basket on the ground, thought for a moment, and married a few silver coins, not much, about the price of the apples before, she put them in the basket, and returned the basket to the little girl.

"Don't cry, I bought those apples," Nero smiled as she looked at the stunned little girl with a look of kindness, "Well, it's time for you to go home, your mother is waiting for you at home." ”

With that, Nero touched the little girl's hair to show that he was obedient, and then continued on his way.

This matter, for her, is just a small episode, and it doesn't matter.

"Wait a minute, big sister ......" At this time, the little girl with the basket trotted after her, "Thank you, big sister, this money is really important to me." ”

The little girl explained: "My mother was sick, and she was almost cured with a little money, so I picked apples from the tree at home and sold them, and as long as I sold them, I could buy medicine for my mother." ”

At this time, the little girl took out an apple from her clothes, this apple was very large and attractively red, and she handed it to Nero: "Originally, I thought that the money from the sale of apples was enough, and this apple was originally reserved for my mother, and she was never willing to eat the apples from the tree, so she sold them all to buy cloth for me to make new clothes, so this time, I will save the best apples for her to eat......"

Nero gently pushed the apple back, "You take it back to your mother, I won't eat it now." ”

"No, my mother taught me to be grateful, if I take the apple back selfishly, she will definitely scold me," the little girl's voice was a little weak, "This is also the only way I can repay my sister to you." ”

The pure eyes, the little girl holding the seductive little apple, that feeling, even melted her heart rarely.

With such a look, she couldn't help but take the apple.

The apple exudes a faint fruity aroma, giving people a hint of freshness, as if they all feel its sweetness.

But at this time, Nero fell into a burst of thought.

The more tempting things are, the more fatal they are, is this a play, will this apple be a poisonous apple, let yourself eat it, never wake up?

Myself, but in the echo corridor, those people who used to be didn't come out were because they had eaten the apple in the little girl's hand?

The little girl seemed to want to take a bite of it, and she knew it, and she had a feeling of not wanting to let down the little girl, and let her know the friendliness of the world......

(Nero: Death is death!, I have such a strong physique, at most I should pull down my stomach, right?)

Nero thought about it, and smiled slightly, the smile that bloomed, some tulips blooming in the flower field, and she took a bite lightly.

The apple was crisp and unexpectedly sweet, perhaps the sweetest apple she had ever tasted in her life, so much so that she even closed her eyes and quietly savored the sweetness in her mouth.

Hopefully, this is not the most poisonous ......

After enjoying the apple, Nero noticed that there was nothing unwell in her body, and when she came back to her senses, she suddenly realized that the world seemed to freeze in that scene, and time seemed to have stopped.

Then, everything around me gradually disappeared.

The first thing to disappear was all the sounds, all the noisy sounds were gone, quiet as wild, and then everything in view began to fade away.

First, there were the shops on the side of the street, and the houses became more and more blurry, then there were the vendors on the street, and then the pedestrians, until later, even the ground disappeared.

Only the little girl who sold apples stayed at the end.

She looked at herself with a smile, only that one look of satisfaction, childish and lovely, and she looked at Nero.

"Sister, are apples delicious?"

At that moment, Nero was a little distracted, that smile was definitely the most beautiful smile she had ever seen, and the little girl who sold apples was also gone, only the purest smile was still retained in her memory.

Everything was shattered like a mirror, and when it was gone, another mysterious place appeared before her eyes.

Ahead, stood a man in a cloak.

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