Douluo: After I Traveled Through the Book, I Became the Big Sister of Shrek

The deer never woke up.

To be precise, she didn't know where she was. Her consciousness seemed to be floating in chaos and she couldn't feel anything. Different images were active in her chaotic mind, and the broken consciousness and thinking were spliced ​​illogically, combining into a series of bizarre pictures.

Deep below the abyss, dark tentacles grabbed her limbs and pulled her into darkness.

She forgot everything, including her name and where she came from.

Amidst the cries and sobs of fear, the girl who had forgotten her own name opened her eyes.

She seemed to be trapped in a cage, surrounded by girls who looked exactly like her, of different ages and looks. The only thing they had in common was their skinny bodies, expressions of fear and despair, and tattered clothes that could barely cover their bodies.

The cage was covered with a black curtain, so the outside scene could not be seen. The only sounds could be heard were people talking and the sound of wheels rolling on the road. The gruff shouts of the traffickers were obscured by the heavy curtain and could not be heard clearly. Each girl was separated and locked into another cage and locked up again.

After a long time, the noise outside suddenly changed and became silent. She seemed to be pushed into a theater-like space. The wheels under the cage caused a slight echo when they were pushed. Outside the curtain, the host's greasy tone was as cold and sticky as a venomous snake.

Then, the curtain was lifted, and the dazzling light made the girl subconsciously close her eyes.

"Look, ladies and gentlemen. This is the most beautiful sheep carefully selected for this auction!" the host said in a rhythmic tone. "I believe you can all tell without my introduction that this sheep has light grey eyes and a beautiful face. It is absolutely a top-notch sheep. However, as a sheep, her price will not be too high, so the starting price is only..."

The noisy noise made the girl feel irritated and instinctively fearful. The auction sound became louder and louder. The final buyer made the final decision and sent her to the backstage. She and another girl of the same age were sent to a magnificent mansion, where they lived on a soft velvet bed and were bathed and changed into new clothes at the request of the housekeeper.

The girl of her age had an exotic face, a pair of beautiful big eyes and long flaxen hair. She blinked her eyes and asked with expectation and temptation: "Are we going to be servants in such a rich family?"

The girl said, “Maybe.”

The girl with flaxen hair asked, "My name is Amy, what's your name?"

The girl who forgot her name answered her: "I don't know, maybe I don't have a name."

Amy asked again, "I heard that rich people have bread to eat every day and never go hungry. As servants here, can we eat sandwiches with jam every morning?"

The servants who received them didn't say anything, but their eyes revealed a complex and strange emotion, both ironic and pitiful.

Amy was the first to be sent to the Duke's house and did not return all night.

The next day, the girl stood in front of the Duke's room as requested, but what she saw was the girl's body, with bruises and scars all over the exposed skin. The beautiful blue pupils were completely out of focus, like a pair of empty and beautiful glass beads, staring at the place where the girl stood.

The duke who bought them was a pervert. Countless maids died at his hands. As sheep at the auction, they were just two of the insignificant ones.

The door was closed, and the moment the Duke pounced on her, the girl stabbed the knife in her hand into his throat without warning.

It was something she found in a thing called "system space", and it was the only weapon she could use. Adrenaline allowed her to grow as much as possible in the shortest time. This knife was precise and ruthless, and she no longer had the trembling she had when she killed someone for the first time. The blood from the aorta instantly splashed on her face, warm and hot.

The girl's eyes that were still open in death could not be erased from her mind. Her heart was beating wildly, but the expression on her face became even colder. Looking at the man's body falling, she pounced on him and stabbed him in the heart again.

There was too much blood on her body to be wiped clean, so the girl simply used the man's clothes to wipe the blood off her face, then found the man's robe that he had taken off earlier in the house, put it on, and climbed out of the window.

However, outside the mansion is just a bigger hell on earth.

It was snowing heavily outside, the streets were full of half-dressed refugees, frozen corpses and starving people were everywhere at the street entrances. In order to grab a little Guanyin soil, some people fought outside the city temple until one of them strangled the other to death.

Through the flying snowflakes, one could vaguely see swollen, festering tumors under everyone's tattered clothes.

The pursuers from the Duke's mansion swarmed in like a swarm of insects. The girl ran quickly on the street, and the shouts of the pursuers were getting closer and closer. She didn't know why she had such a fast speed and strength, but she killed two or three more guards with her knife, then climbed over the low wall of the narrow alley, climbed onto the roof, and quickly fled to the outskirts of the city.

The heavy snow never stopped, and the snow on the ground piled up in a thick layer as if it would never melt. After running for a long time, she finally found a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of the city that was barely big enough for her to live in. Her shoulder was stabbed by the pursuers' spears during the pursuit, and she desperately covered the wound with her clothes to avoid leaving bloodstains on the snow.

The girl who escaped death gasped and completely covered her body behind a pile of dry and messy straw in the ruined temple. She listened to the shouting of the pursuers getting farther and farther away, and lost consciousness from the cold and blood loss.

When she opened her eyes again, it was completely dark. The girl didn't dare to light a fire, fearing that the smoke from the bonfire would attract pursuers. She could only struggle to stand up from the straw pile, but she saw a small shadow standing at the door of the dilapidated temple.

She was a thin girl who looked only seven or eight years old. Her skinny face made her eyes look particularly big and bright, and her short flaxen hair was messy.

"Big sister, it's snowing so hard outside." She said, "Can I come in and take shelter?"

The girl covered the wound on her shoulder and looked at her quietly and vigilantly. The girl looked like a pitiful stray cat, and even her voice was thin. Her exposed skin was covered with purple and blue frost marks, and she could already see the tendency of swelling and tumors. The color of her hair was very similar to that of Amy, the girl who died in the Duke's Mansion.

The girl was silent for a moment, but finally she softened her heart, turned sideways, and let the girl into the ruined temple.

There were only two of them left in the small, dilapidated temple. Amid the girl's tired and even breathing, she finally let down her guard and fell asleep.

——Until midnight, she was awakened by the sound of pursuing soldiers’ horses’ hooves and the bright light of a fire.

The moment she opened her eyes, the girl felt a cold pain. The skinny child, who looked like a stray cat, stabbed the sharp tile into her heart.

"Big sister, don't you know?" She sighed with regret, "Your portrait has been posted on the wanted notice at the city gate. Killing you can be exchanged for a lot of bread."

The girl tasted the salty smell of blood in her mouth. In an instant, the heavy snow seemed to bring her back to the fragmented past, back to the top of the cliff where the wind howled, back to the golden lotus of Nichiren Kingdom and the wind chimes of Zhongzhou Academy.

She finally remembered that her name was Luye, and she did not belong to this world. She was not a sheep sold to an auction, nor was she even the beloved Princess Chaolu of Nichiren Kingdom. She was just an ordinary person who died in an accident in the real world and was selected into the book-traveling system. She stepped into empty air in the flowery Central Continent and fell into the abyss shrouded in black fog.