Chapter 13: Dissolving the Seed of Story
This glance is a thousand years!
Say it wrong, do it again!
At this glance, Su Wu's scalp was numb, and his whole body fell into a state of extreme panic.
After dripping with cow tears, the ancient well in front of him suddenly changed a picture.
Lapis lazuli disappeared for some reason.
The mouth of a black hole emerges there. A long, thick black chain, twenty or thirty centimeters thick, connected in a ring, leads straight into the pitch-black well.
It's like a passage into hell.
This is nothing, what is even more frightening is that around the mouth of the well, there is a dense body of hair that exudes gray-black airflow.
The cold he had received from his previous approach to the well was due to these hairs.
And these hairs came from a pale figure lying quietly at the mouth of the well with a pitch-black chain.
I couldn't see the specific appearance of this strange thing, but I could vaguely tell that it seemed to be a woman. And in the middle of the head where countless hairs were entangled, there was a ghost eye that was already half-opened!
It was the same as the ghost eye revealed by the fragment of the living corpse on Su Wu's arm!
Rumble!
At the moment when Su Wu saw this ghost eye, a huge and mixed story information suddenly flooded in.
Hunger!
Suffering!
Wants to swallow it all.
He saw a woman who, before the natural disaster, was driven by her family, abandoned by her husband for various reasons, and lived in the wilderness, living on branches and weeds, and finally reached the brink of despair when she was hungry.
Eventually, the seed of the story of the living corpse took root here, and another living corpse was born in this world.
However, there's a lot more to come!
But under the erosion of such a huge amount of story information, Su Wu has long had no time to take care of it.
Just this glance, the pollution erosion from the story began to affect his body and even his soul.
His forehead was bruised, and his mind was filled with hunger. The whispering and whispering of horror continued to sound in his ears. Su Wu's body began to be out of control.
Tiny flesh buds emerged from their bodies, struggling to grow, like open mouths.
Thriller!
When Su Wu was about to hold on, the collection of stories hidden in his mind suddenly turned the first page.
[Discover the seed of the story that is taking shape, forcibly absorb it, and if you can't absorb it, please resolve it first.] 】
[The story species is sealed, and the fit with the story driver is extremely high, and it meets the conditions, communicates the other party's story outline, connects the story information, and establishes a new story world. 】
[The first page of the collection of stories has been established, and the first story has been written.] 】
[Story: The Seed of Famine.] 】
[Need to enter it to solve.] Note that both breakdown and obedience are resolved. 】
Su Wu didn't have time to see the first page of the storybook, and four big words appeared: Famine Seed, and then he felt that his entire consciousness was withdrawn, and the whole person's soul was supported by the storybook, and he crashed headlong into the dense hair.
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A world built with a living corpse story.
If you follow the calendar of the Tang Dynasty, the time point of this world is the dynasty before the Tang Dynasty, the Sui Dynasty.
That is, more than 100 years before the reign of Sadakan.
During this period, there are still almost 120 years before the start of Journey to the West, and more than 110 years before Su Wu travels through the Westward Journey to the World.
In this world of false stories,
now
The capital of the country of Us, in the evening.
The dim moonlight, shining with layers of mist, revealed a dull luster.
This is the most prosperous downtown in the capital of the country of Usi.
Even in the evening, the number of vendors and shopping people of all kinds has not decreased in the slightest.
Late night snacks are not prohibited in the country of Us, so it is especially lively here.
It's just that there is a woman at this moment, who is out of place with the bustling streets here.
She was dressed simply, almost white. There are patches large and small on it. The body is emaciated, weak, and does not seem to have eaten for many days.
At her hand, there was also a little girl of four or five years old, who was holding a palm-sized black barley cake, a little bit, not daring to waste a penny, swallowing it into her stomach.
It was as if he was eating the best food on the earth.
Because of long-term malnutrition, the girl's eyes were wide, and she held her mother's hand while looking at the many snacks around her, smelling the fragrance in her nose, and her eyes showed a hint of longing.
It's just that she is very sensible and knows that these fragrant things are not something she can have. She didn't want to burden her mother.
Her name is Xiaoya and she doesn't have a big name. For as long as I can remember, I have lived alone with my mother. People said that her father didn't want them anymore and that they were abandoned. It's just that my mother never believed it.
For three or four years, she and her grandmother have been looking for their father.
This time, I finally heard the news, and it is said that my father became a great official some time ago because he helped the king of Wusi find a treasure. His Majesty the King will personally confer an official position on him at the Temple of Great Compassion.
The overjoyed grandmother took her to the capital of Wusi with all her hardships, and she didn't mention how much hard work she endured along the way. It's just that they've been here for three days, and they still haven't been able to see their father.
Mother said that tomorrow is the last hope, and my father will definitely appear in the Temple of Great Compassion, and then it will be the day when their family will be reunited.
It's just that Xiaoya doesn't care too much about this. All she cared about was her mother's body, and her mother hadn't eaten anything for three whole days. The last bit of barley cake that I brought from home was also given to myself. If it goes on like this, my mother will not be able to bear it.
hunger
fear
afraid
disturbed
All kinds of emotions are bothering her aunt and Xiaoya.
"My lord, okay, give me something to eat. ”
Mother's voice sounded in Xiaoya's ears. She raised her little head, also learned from her mother, and said softly: "My lord, it's okay, give me something to eat." ”
"Go, where are the beggars, get out of here!"
"Don't bother Lao Tzu to do business. ”
"Hurry up and go away. ”
A hint of disgust flashed in the eyes of the surrounding vendors, and they scolded.
"No, no, we're not beggars, it's just, it's just ......."
The woman hid her face and wept, sighed, a trace of pain and despair flashed in her eyes, and pulled the little girl to the side.
She was afraid that the vendors would hurt her daughter.
"Mother, Xiaoya still has a piece of bread here, Xiaoya is not hungry, you can eat. ”
The little girl took out the black barley cake from her arms again, and was about to hand it to the woman.
"Grandma is not hungry, you can eat. ”
"Don't worry, Grandma is fine. ”
"I'm going to see my dad tomorrow, and Xiaoya is going to eat my favorite barley porridge. ”
"Really, that's great. I'm about to see Daddy. ”
With the help of the faint moonlight, the mother and daughter looked at the brightly lit Dabei Temple, and what flowed out of their eyes was the hope of life.
Ay!
It's just two of them, no one can hear it, and in the dark, there is a sigh of nothingness.
This voice seems to come from the woman's body!
[It's actually a fragment of a living corpse story!]
[It's really damn that the egg hurts!]
Su Wu, who was still evolving in the woman's body, had a toothache.
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