The Little Red Riding Hood mercenary looked at Jiang Hai with an unkind face, stepped forward and kicked it, Jiang Hai did not dodge, and took this blow solidly.

"Nonsense, think about that kick you just made." Little Red Riding Hood said angrily.

"I'm curious, other fantasy beings have their own obsessions and decisive goals, why don't I see anything from you?"

"I want to completely erase the existence of that wolf, that wolf wants to eat, and the group of humans you face want to live, what do you want to do?"

"I ......"

Without waiting for Jiang Hai to answer, Little Red Riding Hood suddenly thought of something, approached the wolf, and took something out of it.

After the Little Red Riding Hood mercenary took out this thing, the wolf's body quickly turned into fragments, and with a gust of wind, it completely disappeared, and then Little Red Riding Age walked towards the river and the sea.

Jiang Hai looked at Little Red Riding Hood approaching step by step, and had a bad premonition, it took two steps back, and before it could turn around and escape, it was controlled by Little Red Riding Hood again, unable to move.

The Little Red Riding Hood mercenary integrated the thing taken out of the wolf's body into Jiang Hai's body, clapped his hands after doing everything, and stepped aside.

The unlucky Jiang Hai fell into a fainting and fell into a deep sleep after that thing melted into his body.

Now incarnated as a dead butterfly funeral ritual, it silently fell to the ground, like a dead butterfly......

Little Red Riding Hood, the culprit of all this, stared at Mr. Funeral who was lying on the ground with amusement, and said to herself.

"I don't know what this thing can see through Cogito."

That's right, what Little Red Riding Hood brought out from the wolf's body is Cogito, as for the matter of integrating Cogito into Jiang Hai's body, it doesn't bother to tell Jiang Hai, anyway, the other party accepts it, and if it doesn't accept it, Little Red Riding Hood will let it accept it.

It's so capricious.

"When this thing wakes up, I'll have to ask what it saw."

Little Red Riding Hood, who had nothing to do, sat on the ground, guarding Jiang Hai, quietly sharpening his axe on the side, waiting for Jiang Hai to wake up.

——

A pair of blood-colored wings - before Jiang Hai opened his eyes, it had seen such a frightened scene, but then it came to its senses.

At this moment, Jiang Hai was panting, soaked in cold sweat, and his forehead was also covered with sweat.

"Ha ······"

"It was, something."

When it tried to wipe the sweat with its dominant hand, it found that the arm on its chest was gone.

"Huh?"

Jiang Hai realized that he did not incarnate into the form of a dead butterfly funeral ritual, nor did he take the form of a scorched girl or Little Red Riding Riding Glory mercenary.

Looking at the clothes on his body that were so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar, Jiang Hai realized that it seemed to have changed back into a human being.

Jiang Hai found that the space he was in was almost exactly the same as his own lounge, the difference was that the furnishings here were more perfect, with more air conditioners, wardrobes, dumbbells, computers, stereos, and even curtains and projectors.

But when Jiang Hai looked at this strange everything, he felt a burst of relief.

It guessed that this was the blueprint for its current lounge, the prototype, so it was natural that it was the owner of this room, and perhaps it might just be impressed by it.

Jiang Hai jumped out of bed, stepped on slippers and approached the wardrobe, opened the cabinet door and saw the mirror in the closet.

In the mirror, it was wearing a gray pajamas, and its originally handsome face was now extremely haggard, and its face was pale, looking like a patient who had just recovered from a serious illness.

Looking at the strange person in the mirror, Jiang Hai guessed that this was what it used to be.

"Is this me, human?"

It didn't take long for Jiang Hai to see the mirror and begin to feel its head buzzing, followed by an even more intense pain in its head.

This pain affected Jiang Hai's sense of balance, and he only felt that his legs and feet were weak, and he fell to the ground after an unsteady step, and then fell to the ground, holding his head in pain.

The pain persisted, but it slowly subsided, and finally it slowly stood up against the bed, then sat down on the bed, propped its head and began to think about what had happened.

I remember that not long ago, I was in the world of Little Red Riding Hood mercenaries, but now how did it come to this place again? Where is this?

It remembered that it had been talking to Little Red Riding Hood mercenary not long ago, but the other man had made a sudden move, after which it lost consciousness and was there when it woke up again.

It looks like its lounge, but it doesn't say much.

Jiang Hai, who had eased up, approached the mirror again, but this time looking at the person in the mirror, it didn't see its own appearance, it only saw a black shadow in the shape of a human.

"It's ...... What's going on? ”

Then Jiang Hai saw his sleeves, which were exactly the same as the ones he saw just now, and they were definitely not the black shadow in the mirror.

"Can't you see what you look like?"

It still hadn't figured out what was going on, all it knew was that it was going back to the world of Little Red Riding Hood's mercenaries, learning the art of fighting from Little Red Riding Hood, and then going back to the Brain Lobe Company to kill all sides.

By the way, what is that blood-colored shrunken blood wing that I saw in my dream just now?

I always feel like I've seen this thing somewhere......

Suddenly, its pupils shrank, and it sensed a fault in its memory.

Jiang Hai held his head, it had definitely seen something similar to this thing somewhere, but at the moment, it couldn't remember anything.

Wait a minute......

Why should I go back to the Brain Lobe Company to kill all sides? What am I doing this for?

Jiang Hai had a splitting headache again, some fragments of memories were stitching together, and some fragments of memories were tearing apart.

"What is a lob point...... What is an anomaly? Is Little Red Riding Hood mercenary my friend's name and why is it so strange......"

It held its head, and just a moment ago, it seemed to have forgotten something, which made it very uneasy.

"I seem to have forgotten something......"

Jiang Hai muttered, then looked at the room again, feeling a feeling of indescribable familiarity and strangeness...... Jiang Hai planned to search the room first, maybe he could recall the memories it had forgotten.

Thinking like this, Jiang Hai slowly moved to the bookshelf, flipping through one book after another.

Some books have only incomplete text, some books have a lot of blank space, and some books even have a blank sheet except for the cover and title.

The content of a book with words is just a normal simple novel, and Jiang Hai knows that the memories he is missing will definitely not be these.

The computer and the mobile phone at the bedside could not be turned on at all, at first it thought it was because of the lack of power, and then it took out the charger to charge the mobile phone and computer, but it could not be charged.

The desk lamp plugged in on the side can be switched on and off freely, which does not seem to be due to the lack of electricity.

The whole room was searched, and Jiang Hai couldn't think of anything.

After a long time of struggle, it collapsed on the bed, buried its face in the pillow, and stopped thinking about these things.

As long as I don't think about it, I won't worry. ’

Jiang Hai was like an ostrich with his head buried in the soil, and chose to escape again.

It didn't even have the idea of going out of the room and looking outside.

Just as it was about to fall asleep, a red thorn suddenly appeared out of thin air and stabbed it into the thigh.

Jiang Hai suddenly jumped up, and then it found the thorn stained with its blood, and then it was horrified that the whole room was covered with red thorns, and some of the thorns even had eyes on them, staring straight at it.

Only the area of the door has not been paved with thorns, but the thorns have a tendency to extend there, Jiang Hai immediately put on slippers, took out a 100-meter sprint speed and ran to the exit to grab the door, and then closed the door with his backhand, but it still felt unsafe, and then escaped from the house.

After Jiang Hai escaped, the thorns on the wall were retracted and turned into the blood wings that Jiang Hai had just seen in his dream.

Bloodwing said in the clearest and most beautiful voice in the world.

"It's not okay to just run away."

——

"What's that......"

Jiang Hai ran to the door of the first floor, and when he turned around, he was relieved to find that the monster had not followed, but then it sadly realized that he had not brought the key to the door.

"It's bad luck."

Jiang Hai was still wearing pajamas and slippers at the moment, and he was driven out by the monster like this.

Right now, there's no going back home.

Thinking about where to go, Jiang Hai walked out of the cell, and the gray sunlight pierced his eyes, and for some reason it vaguely felt that the sunlight should not be this color.

But it can't tell the original color of the sun, because Jiang Hai has never seen the sun.

Walking out of the unit building, he saw that everything in front of him seemed to be dull, as if covered with a layer of dust, and even the sky turned gray, which made Jiang Hai feel very uncomfortable and feel inexplicably depressed.

"Yo, Hibiscus, why did you come out in your pajamas?"

Jiang Hai followed the sound and saw an uncle wearing a vest and shorts flip-flops, holding a huge pu fan in his left hand, and waving in the direction of Jiang Hai with his right hand.

"Huh?"

When he said this, Jiang Hai realized that he didn't know the other party, let alone the other party's name, and he didn't even know if the "Xiao Jin" in the other party's mouth was calling him.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, Jiang Hai looked behind him to check if there was another person behind him who came out in pajamas like him, but unfortunately it didn't find such a person, it seems that the phrase "Hibiscus" is calling it.

'Hibiscus is... My name? ’

"But how do I only remember that my name is Jiang Hai..."

'Could it be that Hibiscus was my name in my previous life as a human being?' ’

Jiang Hai felt that the word "Hibiscus" was inexplicably intimate and familiar, and it seemed to be related to its lost memory, and it planned to ask this uncle for relevant information.

"Why are you so unelegant, you came out in your pajamas."

Uncle Xie Ding accused Jiang Haidao from afar, but in fact, he didn't realize that he was not particular. Jiang Hai complained in his heart, but he still politely made up a lie to hide the monster at home.

"I ...... I felt too stuffy at home, so I went out for a walk, thought for a while and then went back, so I didn't change my clothes. ”

After Jiang Hai finished speaking, the man beckoned and motioned for Jiang Hai to come over.

Jiang Hai hesitated for a moment, but then approached the man, for some reason, it felt that the man in front of it was not hostile, and even very kind, and it couldn't go home now, so it was better to go over and have a look first, and ask about the name "Xiao Hibiscus".

Behind the man is an open garage door, and there is a sign at the door that reads "xiaolongbao" in white letters on a red background.

Somehow, in Jiang Hai's eyes, the color of the bun shop seemed to be much brighter than other places, so Jiang Hai unconsciously got closer.

The man took out a small folding table from the bun shop, unfolded it and placed it outside, took out two more Maza, pulled Jiang Hai to sit down, and finally shouted towards the inside of the bun shop.

"the kid, bring out the three steamed buns! Two more plates, some chili sauce and vinegar! ”

"Okay."

As she spoke, a middle-aged woman with a kind face walked out with three stacked buns, arranged the things as Uncle Xie Ding said, and poured some vinegar into the vinegar dish for the two of them.

At this time, Jiang Hai realized that he had sat down unconsciously, and everything was so natural and natural. But it had never been so unguarded before.

"I haven't eaten dinner yet, so let's eat quickly."

As he spoke, the man put down the pu fan, picked up a bun, and after breaking it open, it revealed the tender and oily meat filling inside, and there were wisps of aroma, and the uncle took the bun and dipped it in vinegar a little and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Uncle...... I didn't bring any money when I went out......" Jiang Hai was wearing pajamas at the moment, so naturally he didn't bring anything.

"Eh, I'll please." The man waved his hand, signaling that it was no big deal.

"You young people, it's not easy to be away from home, but when I see you, I think of my son......"

Uncle Xie Ding picked up another bun, put it in Jiang Hai's vinegar dish, and poured some hot sauce into his plate.

Subsequently, Uncle Xie Ding began to chat with Jiang Hai. Jiang Hai picked up a xiaolongbao at this time and took a bite.

Familiar taste and familiar taste, it seems that this is not the first time Jiang Hai has eaten this bun, but it is just familiar, Jiang Hai did not think of anything.

The man in front of him was very enthusiastic, but Jiang Hai didn't know each other, and he didn't even remember each other's names......

Jiang Hai tried to open his mouth to pick up a few words from the man, and the man talked to Jiang Hai about his son endlessly, and Jiang Hai couldn't find the right time to interject. Finally, the man stopped, and when Jiang Hai wanted to ask the other party about "Hibiscus", everything in front of him disappeared like fine sand blown away by the wind.

Then Jiang Hai found himself on the street, in front of which were buildings made of reinforced concrete, the roads leading in all directions were crowded with people, and the shops were lined with brilliant lights, but in the face of this situation, Jiang Hai felt deeply lonely.

Even if there are all the colors in the world, there is only gray in its eyes.

In the gray streets, the footsteps of people who could not see their faces were hurried, and no one went to the regular meeting of this embarrassed young man.

Jiang Hai hated places where people gathered, and he didn't know why he suddenly came here.

Just when Jiang Hai was at a loss, a hand slapped Jiang Hai's back.

"Brother Jiang?"