The man next to her suddenly leaned over to speak in her ear. Jiang Yu'er instinctively leaned back, but before she could get angry, the unfamiliar voice said familiar words.
Jiang Yuer was stunned for a moment. In the darkness, her round and sweet face suddenly showed surprise, and her tired eyes were shining.
"Yuan, Yuanzi?" She tilted her head and stared at the young man's face, as if she couldn't believe it.
"It's me," Zhang Yuanqing whispered:
"I'm here to save you, but due to special reasons, my body cannot enter here. I can only descend with my mind and attach myself to this young man..."
Before he could finish his words, Jiang Yurui cheered and rushed over.
"I knew you would come to save me. You are a member of the Dragon Group, you will definitely come to save me." She was as happy as a little girl.
Member of the Dragon Team, the more I hear it, the more childish it seems. I should have thought of a better name earlier. Never mind, my aunt won’t understand it anyway... Zhang Yuanqing reached out and held her shoulders, preventing her from falling into his arms.
"Calm down, I have something to ask you."
Jiang Yu'er snorted in dissatisfaction, and suddenly grimaced in pain, saying with tears in his eyes:
"Yuanzi, why did you come just now? My aunt's leg is injured. Will it leave a scar in the future?"
As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes and he was about to cry.
Where is your calmness and strength just now? Zhang Yuanqing comforted in a low voice: "It's okay, wait for me to take you out, and find a way to treat your injury. It will definitely not leave a scar."
This injury would have healed itself long ago if it was a Spirit Realm walker, even a swordsman with thin blood. But for an ordinary person, it is indeed a serious injury, and it might even cause tetanus.
"What are you two talking about? I don't understand." A strong woman asked tentatively.
The four people nearby looked over.
Zhang Yuanqing patted his aunt's hand first, signaling her to be quiet, then looked at the five people and said in a deep voice:
"I'm a member of the Songhai Special Operations Team, and I'm here to rescue you."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and wiped his face. Suddenly, a touch of gold paint appeared between his eyebrows and quickly spread to his entire face, turning it into a mask with gold as the base color, and the eye sockets, forehead, and lips in alternating black and red.
This mask is dignified and awe-inspiring.
He didn't have the time, energy or patience to explain to these ordinary people that using props to shock them directly was the most cost-effective way.
In an instant, an unspeakable fear surged in the hearts of the ordinary people in the wooden house. The person opposite seemed to be a god, a monarch high above.
Submission was their only emotion at this moment, and any doubts, dissatisfaction, and fear disappeared.
Zhang Yuanqing swept his gaze across the crowd with dignity, seeing them bowing their heads in submission, and seeing his aunt staring in astonishment, yet secretly in admiration.
He felt inexplicably happy in his heart. It was not the sense of superiority that a supernatural being feels over an ordinary person, but the feeling of being able to show off in front of his aunt.
"Tell me everything that happened after you entered here." Zhang Yuanqing's voice was low and majestic.
No one dared to disobey, and immediately told the whole story of what had happened since they entered this world.
After they were drawn into this world, they were chased by a terrifying monster. The monster was shaped like a wolf, three or four meters tall, walked upright, and killed anyone it saw.
The old, the weak, and the young were all caught up and bitten to death.
The seven of them fled along the way, and when they saw a wooden house, they hid inside.
After the monster chased here, it couldn't break open the wooden door and had to leave.
They were able to save their lives.
"The monster comes about once an hour. It imitates the crying of a baby to trick us into opening the door. When that fails, it starts banging on the door. The whole wooden house is almost falling apart, but it just can't get in." A strong middle-aged man said with horror on his face.
How could a three or four meter tall werewolf fail to break open the wooden door? Unless there was something wrong with the wooden door, this was in line with the sealing characteristics of the Eternal Night profession, but the Eternal Night profession should not involve elements like werewolves... After listening to this, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly felt as if something was missing.
After thinking about it, I suddenly remembered, where is the little girl wearing a tricorn red hat?
"You saw a little girl in a red hat in the tunnel, and then you came in here inexplicably, but from beginning to end, the little girl in the red hat did not appear." Zhang Yuanqing asked:
"Has anyone seen her since entering here?"
Jiang Yu'er shook his head: "I only saw the monster, Yuanzi, is there any problem?"
The others shook their heads, indicating that they didn't see it.
Strange, could it be that the little girl turned into a werewolf? Zhang Yuanqing thought while looking around the wooden house.
The wooden house is quite large. On the left side are a fireplace, a wooden dining table, a water tank and other items, which is where they are. On the right side is a simple wooden bed and there is a small desk by the window.
The fireplace was connected to the bacon, and on top was a large iron pot. Zhang Yuanqing opened the lid of the pot, and a sour and smell hit him in the face.
There are rotten beans in the pot.
The tableware on the table was a wooden bowl, a wooden spoon, and half a loaf of black, dry, and hard bread.
Many details in the wooden house told him that the owner was a foreigner, a medieval foreigner.
Zhang Yuanqing walked around the fireplace and the dining table, but didn't find anything valuable, so he walked towards the wooden bed.
Jiang Yu'er followed closely behind his nephew.
Zhang Yuanqing had no choice but to support her and carefully avoid obstacles to prevent her from hitting the wound and adding insult to injury.
"Yuanzi, tell me quietly, which evil villain is causing trouble this time, Doctor Octopus or Frankenstein on a skateboard?"
With his nephew around, Jiang Yu'er was not afraid at all and showed a strong curiosity about supernatural events.
"This is an emergency, and I don't understand what the enemy is yet." Zhang Yuanqing replied half-truthfully.
"Is this mask your superpower? Isn't your superpower invisibility? Can you put it away? I'm a little scared." She said curiously and weakly.
"No." Zhang Yuanqing refused.
"Why?"
Because putting away the mask means stopping using it, and then I will have to pay the price of a drastic change in my temperament. You don't want to see me calling you "auntie" one moment and then coldly and ruthlessly slapping you in the face the next... Zhang Yuanqing had no way to explain, so he didn't answer.
It was the aunt's turn to walk around the wooden bed but found nothing. However, she found a piece of parchment on the table by the window.
There were a few lines of words written in a foreign language on the paper. In the moonlight, the aunt and nephew lowered their heads to read.
"That little bitch will definitely come to take revenge on me. She will definitely... She is a bastard, born from the sexual intercourse between her mother and a monster, so she is also a monster."
"Those foolish people only burned her mother to death, but not her. Now that she has grown up, she will come back to kill me for revenge... The priest has set up a barrier in my house, so she can't get in, but I have to leave the cabin eventually. I need help... There is an old hunter in this forest who liked me when he was young."
"Damn it, that old bastard promised to protect me, but he asked to sleep in the cabin every night. I hated the smell on him and he never took a shower... But I had no choice but to give in because his shotgun could kill that little bitch."
"I told him that if he knocked on the door four times every night, the barrier would disappear and he could come in. Oh, and I really hated him because he never took a bath..."
That’s all for now.
Something is wrong. Why do I feel like I'm entering a dungeon... Zhang Yuanqing complained silently in his heart. According to the contents on the parchment, the owner of the wooden house has an enemy.
She was certain that her enemies would come for revenge, which meant that the burning of the "little bitch's" mother had a lot to do with the owner of the cabin.
"It turns out that there is a barrier around the wooden house. No wonder the monster couldn't get in. Yuanzi, so it seems that the werewolf is the little girl in red hat?" Aunt whispered.
Their heads were close together, and when she spoke, her breath was as fragrant as orchid, and her body was filled with a subtle fragrance.
"Why do you think so?" Zhang Yuanqing asked back.
"Didn't it say above that the little bitch was born to her mother and the monster? But after we got here, we only saw the monster, not the little girl in red hat." Jiang Yu'er's thoughts were very clear.
"No, I think that monster is a hunter." Zhang Yuanqing said.
"Hunter?" Jiang Yu'er's eyes widened in surprise: "Shouldn't the hunter protect the owner of the cabin? How could he turn into a monster?"
"I don't know about that, but I just heard those people say that the monster knocks on the door every hour. You've been missing for more than three hours, so it must have knocked on the door three times, right? The monster only needs one last knock to get in." Zhang Yuanqing said:
"The monster knows how to get into the cabin... why are you hiding from me?"
Jiang Yu'er said with disgust: "You have bad breath, did you forget to brush your teeth?"
... Zhang Yuanqing said angrily: "You are almost dead and still worried about your bad breath? Besides, this is not my body. Do you believe that I will leave?"
Jiang Yu'er is flexible:
"Yuanzi still smells good, but your analysis is too arbitrary. Could it be that the little bitch caught the hunter and threatened him to tell her how to get into the cabin?"
"This possibility cannot be ruled out." Zhang Yuanqing nodded.
Jiang Yu'er tilted his head, thought seriously for a moment, and said:
"Yuanzi, I always feel a little familiar with that little girl in the red hat, the owner of the wooden house, and the things written on it... very familiar, but I can't put my finger on it."
Familiar? Zhang Yuanqing thought, you are just a mortal, how could you be familiar with the props of the spiritual realm walker.
But after hearing what his aunt said, Zhang Yuanqing thought about it carefully and found that he really had a strong sense of déjà vu.
"Oh, I remember now." Auntie clapped her hands, "Little Red Riding Hood!"
little Red Riding Hood!!
Zhang Yuanqing suddenly had an epiphany, yes, Little Red Riding Hood.
Putting aside the bizarre and horrifying real-life encounters, if we only look at the key words, the little girl in the red hat, the forest, the hunter, the wooden house, the werewolf... these elements combined together, aren't they the story of Little Red Riding Hood?
"So the owner of the wooden cabin is Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother? The grandmother who was eaten by the wolf?" Zhang Yuanqing looked at the parchment again and slowly pieced together the whole story in his mind.
Little Red Riding Hood's mother gave birth to her by a monster. When her grandmother found out, she gathered people to burn her mother to death, but young Little Red Riding Hood escaped.
The grandmother knew that Little Red Riding Hood was a hybrid monster and was worried that she would take revenge when she grew up, so she hid in a wooden house blessed by the priest.
But this was still not safe, so the grandmother made a deal with the hunter in the forest. The hunter could come to the cabin to sleep every night on the condition that he helped her kill Little Red Riding Hood.
What kind of dark story is this?
In addition, why does a prop contain such a space and such a story?
This can already become a copy.
Or maybe these are part of the dungeon? A foreign spiritualist cleared the dungeon, conquered a certain item, and then separated it from the main dungeon?
The space they entered was the space formed by the Eternal Night occupation props, but it was also once a part of the copy?
That's why I have a strong sense of déjà vu of going into a dungeon.
There is no point in thinking about these things now. Once we get that prop, everything will be clear... Zhang Yuanqing muttered to himself.
"Aunt, when was the last time a monster knocked on the door?"
"It's been a long time." Jiang Yuer said.
"How long is a long time?"
"Let me ask..." Jiang Yu'er whispered to his companions huddled by the fireplace:
"Sister Li, what time is it now?"
The sturdy middle-aged woman took out her cell phone, took a look, and replied in a low voice:
"It's half past ten."
Cell phone? Uh, I almost forgot, this is not a dungeon, cell phones can be brought in, no wonder they can clearly calculate that the monster knocks on the door once an hour... When Zhang Yuanqing saw the cell phone, he was stunned at first, and then he remembered that this was a prop space.
"Yuanzi, it's exactly four hours." Jiang Yu'er's face became flustered.
She entered here at 6:30 in the afternoon and it is now 10:30 in the evening, exactly four hours.
The monster knocked on the door once an hour, and the fourth time came immediately.
Just then, heavy footsteps were heard outside the wooden house, and in the darkness of the night, a huge monster was approaching.