Myth resurrection, I became the villain boss

Chapter 128 Basement

The dizziness after entering the entrance was very long this time, and Feng Mian felt like he fell asleep.

The long darkness, not knowing where I am, not even aware of my own existence, followed by extreme dizziness, as if the whole person was thrown into a drum washing machine, and the feeling of spinning around makes people want to vomit.

What's going on, it wasn't like this last time I came in, I didn't go wrong, right?

There should be only one crack in the building.

It seems that the position is different, but the crack will expand and change.

In the chaos, a few questions flashed through his mind intermittently, and he was surrounded tightly by the endless sense of falling.

I don't know how long it took before Feng Mian felt that he had fallen to the ground, his consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he couldn't move his whole body. He struggled hard to wake up.

His whole body was sore, as if he had been beaten up, and his head was throbbing with pain.

Feng Mian opened his eyes, the surroundings were dim, and he couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly, where is this?He can clearly see at night, why does the darkness here prevent his ability from working?
He raised his hand, trying to call out the flame lighting, but there was no movement after his palm was hot. He hurriedly called Bi Fang's name a few times in his heart, but there was still no response.

What's happening here?Has your own ability failed?Has he come to a new enchantment?Will you block your own abilities here?
He propped himself up on the ground and sat up, his throat was very dry, as if he had slept for a long time, this kind of dry mouth is usually produced by unconsciously opening his mouth wide to breathe.

Feng Mian got up and groped along the wall in the dimly lit room.

This room is very small, only a few square meters in size, and there is nothing in it. After Feng Mian touched it for a long time, his palms only touched the cold wall.

The paint on the wall seems to have peeled off a lot, and it feels bumpy and damp. It seems that there is not much sunlight here.

There is a door directly behind. This door is made of metal. The raised iron sheet is a bit thorny. It should be rusted. There is a lock on the door. The lock is an honest deadbolt lock.

It looks... like a prison cell...

This realization made Feng Mian unconsciously nervous.

So he didn't enter the crack before, but he passed out for some reason, and then he was beaten up by the person who opened the door of the laboratory and locked up?
He is now in the blue bird's cell?
As soon as this idea came up, Feng Mian felt a headache. This is too bad luck, and he doesn't know if there will be any interrogation and torture in the future.

He thought about it, and squeezed the space between his eyebrows.

"Hiss—" The sting on his face made him gasp.

What's going on, isn't it that hitting people doesn't slap people in the face? In this situation, it seems that I have received a lot of punches in the face, right?

He touched his face, and sure enough, he felt that the corners of his mouth and face were swollen in several places, and it hurt badly when he touched it. It seemed that the beating was not light.

Why don't people in Jade Bird talk about martial arts, even people who are unconscious will be beaten.

Feng Mian cursed secretly while touching her face.

The next second he was stunned, no... this face... seems a little tender.

No matter how I say it, I'm 24 and [-], but this face looks like it's underdeveloped. There are still baby fat on the cheeks, and the bridge of the nose is not straight enough.

He quickly touched his body, and then a thunderbolt struck from his mind.

no?What's the situation?
As soon as he touched his arms and shoulders, he could feel that the bones of his body were not yet fully developed.

crossed?
Feng Mian's mind is a mess, it's no longer a question of memorizing it, it's already bad luck.

He forced himself to calm down. The most urgent thing now is to get out of here first. Maybe he has entered another illusion. He can't say for sure. He can only judge by looking at the outside world.

He was holding the door lock. His current body was too weak. Not only did he lose his abilities, but he was also injured all over his body. He couldn't lift his shoulders or his hands.

If before, he would be able to remove the door in one go, but now he can only be trapped in this small broken place.

"Da da da." Footsteps came from outside the door.

Feng Mian took two steps back cautiously, staring at the door in the darkness.

"Click." There was a sound of unlocking, and then the friction sound of the iron door being pulled open made people's skin crawl involuntarily.

The long-lost light came on, and the person who came was a five or sixty-year-old mother-in-law, with a thin body, stooped body, wearing a nun's clothes, wrinkled face, holding a candle in her hand.

The most important thing is...she is very tall, Feng Mian has to look up to see her face.

She looked at herself with cloudy eyes, and her voice sounded like a bellows: "Let's go, it's time."

Feng Mian followed her back, took a step, and he realized that it wasn't that the old nun was tall, but that she had become shorter!He looked down and saw his small arms and legs. He looked like a child of six or seven years old.

What is this bizarre story of crossing another world unfolding?

He followed the old nun out of the room, candles hanging on the walls along the way, illuminating the way forward.

The ground here is paved with stones, the ground is damp, moss is still growing in the crevices of the stones, the walls are yellow, and it looks like it has aged.

Walking up the steps, there is another same corridor, Feng Mian secretly remembers the terrain here.

Knowing that she came to an iron door, the old nun took out a bunch of keys from her pocket, inserted one of them into the keyhole, and opened the door.

Without being pushed away, the bright moonlight shone on Feng Mian's face.

The place they walked by just now was actually the basement?Only now returned to the ground.

Walking out the door, Feng Mian saw a few unnamed trees planted in the open space, and some old benches. There was a fountain beside it, but it had dried up.

In the middle is a church. The supposedly sacred place looks a little gloomy under the moonlight for no reason.

The church also looks dilapidated, as if there is no money to repair it, the walls are yellow, the wall skin is peeling off to reveal mottled traces, and the wooden frames on the windows are also corroded.

The old nun led him to a row of small buildings: "Go back to sleep, don't fight again next time."

After speaking, she turned and left holding the candle.

Feng Mian walked in, and there were lights inside. It seemed that only the basement used candles.

He looked around, and it looked like a student dormitory, with a door plate on every door, and the room number was written on the door plate.

He didn't know which room "he" should live in.

This is a church or an orphanage. The people living in front of him should be orphans adopted by the church.

Why did he become a child?How come here suddenly?
Is this the illusion behind the crack or did I really cross it?How should he leave here and return to the original world?

Feng Mian wanted to look for any information on the first floor. After all, the dormitory should have a notebook that records the personnel on each floor. I don't know if there will be any here.

Once you find it, you can know which room you should live in, but you don't know if the "self" here is still called Feng Mian. If the name is changed, it will be a bit troublesome.

If someone finds out that he doesn't "remember" anything, he might be thought to be out of his mind.

"Little Seven! Little Seven!"

(End of this chapter)