Save the hero

This long corridor seems to have no end, and the long candles are shining brightly, but the shining white candlelight is not only not bright, but rather gloomy because of the silence, plus the long corridor, the weird double-sided walls, one glance Upon closer inspection, they all seemed to have joined some mysterious and terrifying religious organization.

Fang Qi took two steps towards Hong Yuan, seeing that there was a change in his expression, Hong Yuan hugged him subconsciously, only when he touched his arm, he suddenly remembered something, and made a very light smile, the man withdrew his hand, both hands Back up.

In the corridor, he is on the right and Hong Yuan is on the left.The two of them were walking in the middle of the long corridor, but Fang Qi leaned more and more to the left as he walked, Hong Yuan didn't remind him, and followed him to the left, until the two bumped into the wall on the left crookedly, the man hit the wall, he hit the wall. It was only when Fang Qi came to the man's body that he came to his senses, looked up at him, Hong Yuan turned his body to face him, and said, "So you can't leave me?"

It does not make sense!Fang Qi looked around, his face turned red, and he looked up at him angrily, but Hong Yuan smiled and said nothing, Fang Qi retreated to the middle of the corridor in embarrassment, gritted his teeth and said, "You did it on purpose!"

"Otherwise," Hong Yuan walked over slowly and said, "There is nothing here, are you still afraid now?"

what?

Fang Qi was stunned for a moment, thinking about it carefully, he was indeed a little nervous just now, this corridor is too much like a classic scene in a horror movie, many movies even use the gloomy corridor as the background poster, besides, the white candles and the atmosphere are too It was very suitable for the occasion, and he was deeply impressed that sometimes after school, he was the last one to go after cleaning. There was no one in the school corridor, only his quiet footsteps, and he would look back nervously and rush downstairs at the speed of light.

Fang Qi shook his head slightly, and was surprised to find that Jing Hongyuan's fuss distracted most of his attention at once, and his tense nerves were relieved a lot, and he really didn't panic at all.

"Call me if you're afraid, I can hear you anywhere," Hong Yuan pushed him to continue walking, then looked around, the white light made the walls calm and indifferent, it's better to use the night pearl, although the light of the night pearl is not as bright as the long candle, but The most important thing is softness, just spread a few more at most.

He lives here year after year, and never feels frightening. This person thinks much better, because he can enjoy himself in such boring moments. This is a very precious point, and he cannot take it away.

Hong Yuan made up his mind, and then raised his eyes to look forward. The little thing at the end of the corridor was a ghostly figure. He clearly saw the two of them but remained silent, holding the wall with two chubby hands and looking this way.She is not very clever, but she is very clever, thinking that if she knows that she will be driven away if she shows up, she simply does not show up, and does not give him a chance to drive her away. Scratching the wall with his fingernails.

Hong Yuanquan pretended not to see it, and let her hide there like a little mouse, lowering his eyes.

The further you go, the more dense and more traces are exposed on the wall.Fang Qi relaxed, couldn't hold back his curiosity, stood in front of the wall and touched the notch with his hand, it was quite old, then turned his head and asked: "Is this some kind of secret technique of yours, spell or something, look It sounds so evil, isn't there some strange thing under the temple that you don't even know about?"

Since it is in the inner hall of the Temple of Ten Thousand Beasts, and these curved and irregular traces are so unsightly, they are definitely not for decoration.But beauty and practicality have to be equal. If it is not beautiful, it must be practical. What's the use?

Hong Yuan looked at the wall, and was taken aback for a moment. He stretched out his hand, and was about to move, when he suddenly remembered the little girl's eager eyes in the corner of the wall. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "Come with me."

After walking more than ten meters, the vision suddenly opened up.Fang Qi looked forward in surprise, and then looked behind. Just now he felt that this road was endless in the corridor, but he didn't expect it to end so soon, but there is still a corridor in front, it's just that the road he thought was endless. There is an exit in the middle part of the whole corridor.

Fang Qi went down a step, looked up, couldn't help swallowing, and was shocked.

Outside is an extremely magnificent and magnificent tall building, soaring into the sky, it is not exquisite, even a little rough, but it is really big. Compared with this one, the promenade just now is really small and small. It is alive and well. One super giant after another.

However, if the Temple of Ten Thousand Beasts is an exquisite human building, it would be strange. The Temple of Ten Thousand Beasts, the Temple of Warcraft, how many small Warcraft are there?It's too small to fit.

Looking down, in addition to the tall and stalwart buildings, what is different from such a large temple is that there are many plants scattered on the ground. Most of the small flowers and grasses are only the normal size he has seen, and they look so beautiful against the backdrop of countless giant halls. Extraordinarily weak and pitiful.

Fang Qi glanced at it for a while, wondering how quiet the corridor was, except the corridor was too quiet, other people here... other monsters?Pulling his clothes, he moved his steps and wanted to go down and walk carefully before making a move. Hong Yuan yelled "slow down" softly on his head, Fang Qi turned his head, only to see Hong Yuan bent over and beckoned to him, saying : "The painting of little things."

Not far away, the flowers sucked in a breath of cold air, and Xiaopang covered his mouth with his hands.

Fang Qi let out a cry, whose painting is it?A painting of a duckbill?

Fang Qi walked over quickly in three or two steps, bent to look, and saw that at the very short wall at the corner of the promenade, which was only as high as his knees, there were many scratches, like children's graffiti. Scribbling on the wall with chalk, Fang Qi touched it, and there were some scraps on the edge. He crushed it with his hands, and suddenly said to his heart: "What did you just say, she grabbed it?"

Hong Yuan bent his knees and squatted beside him, beckoning him to look behind first, Fang Qi turned his head, and saw the green grass not far away shaking constantly, even though there was no wind, it was trembling violently. A small piece of white arm and white leg is particularly conspicuous, Fang Qi was stunned, and said: "Duck mouth? What are you hiding there, come here."

The little ginseng doll moved a few steps out holding a big leaf, timidly covering her face with the leaf to peek, especially watching her mother's words and expressions.Her mother nodded her head very slightly, if you don't look carefully, you will miss it at any time, the eyes of the little duck's mouth lit up, and it strolled over.

Hong Yuan's eyes were gentle, watching her move over step by step, the little girl was bothering him and pleasing to the eye at the same time.It was just now that she didn't have the guts to get close to her father, and she was afraid of being driven away, but she was reluctant to leave, and she was willing to look at it from a distance. After all, it was a little thing he had brought with him, and it didn't matter if he spoiled her once in a while.

Little Yazui walked over, Fang Qi stretched out his hand to catch him, and hugged him upright, Little Yazui took another step forward in his arms, rubbing her mother's calf flatteringly, soaked in water His black grape-like eyes are extremely beautiful, and he is lying on Fang Qi's lap biting his fingers.

Fang Qi twisted her little nose, pointed to the wall and said, "Did you draw these? Draw another one and let me see."

It's not that he hasn't touched it with his hands just now, the wall is as hard as iron stone, and it is absolutely impossible to scratch it with human strength.

The chubby girl nodded, and scratched the wall casually. She was small and could only get to the wall below, scratched out a few marks, and then blew on the debris between her fingers.

Fang Qi: "..."

Fang Qi touched the wall in disbelief. The scratches made by the little girl were very shallow, not as deep as those deep marks seen in the corridor before, but she was old enough to be able to scratch them out. The texture is already amazing.

Fang Qi grabbed her chubby hand and looked at it, the nails were intact.

How sharp and strong are these nails?

By inferring from one instance to the other, the so-called secret arts and charms in the corridor are not caught and played like this? !

Small monsters catch small scratches, big monsters catch big scratches? !

So what is this, a scratching post? !

It's hard for Fang Qi to imagine that a gigantic, ferocious-looking behemoth would have such a childlike innocence?Walking in the corridor, scratching a few paws on the wall to relieve boredom...or sharpening paws?

Fang Qi shook his head, unable to think about it, thinking about it made him feel bad.

But it's also possible...well, after all, the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts is so boring.

In a trance, he stood up holding the little duck mouth, and walked into the huge courtyard.The temple was empty, there were no extra decorations, and no extra people... To be precise, there was no one.Fang Qi walked away for a while, but he didn't see a single living thing.The temple is full of greenery, and there are also flowers and trees, but there is not even a bird or a small bug around, only the sound of their footsteps in all directions, walking in it is like walking in a haunted house in the middle of the night, even...even worse than that. How scary.After all, there are mice or birds chirping in the deserted house, but in this temple... there is really nothing.

However, Fang Qi didn't feel scary, because every time he walked through a building, he could see dense scratches on the outer wall, much more than what he saw in the corridor, above, middle and below, without limitation, everywhere ...Fang Qi couldn't help but think about it, a magical beast that is bigger than a truck, covered in fur, with its back paws on the ground, its front two paws raised, scratching randomly on the wall, and its paws Sharpen and sharpen, and then move with the little duck's mouth, blowing the debris on the claws...

It's too dramatic, I can't be afraid at all!

The building towered into the sky, and there were several small paths through it. Fang Qi turned his head and asked, "Has anyone lived here before? Well, it's not people, I'm talking about monsters."

Hong Yuan pondered for a long time before saying: "Yes."

The man lowered his head, even before he became a god, he practiced in the corner of the Ten Thousand Beasts Temple for 3000 years. The Ten Thousand Beasts Temple was still the habitat of super monsters and the holy place of the entire Ten Thousand Beasts Forest.Afterwards, he went through ten years of thunder calamity, shaking heaven and earth, and most monsters couldn't even stand the aftershocks, so they slipped away early.Later, when he became a god, he killed [-] monks as soon as he left the customs. That bloody land is still scarlet, and he is notorious for killing innocent people indiscriminately... Even monsters are afraid of it. Except when necessary, come to say hello, usually No one dares to set foot again.