For every guard you kill, two will split off.
Kill two, and four will split off.
The more they kill, the more there are.
Su Deng led A Cha out, and after weaving through the guards in the royal city, they finally emerged from the alley and entered the royal city.
The sky in this world has always been a dark, purplish-brown.
It is impossible to distinguish between day and night.
But at this time, there were many residents coming and going in the royal city.
There were even vendors hawking their wares.
It looks bustling and lively.
From Su Deng and A Cha's perspective, these people were like mindless wandering souls, their mouths opening and closing without uttering a sound of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness.
Acha said, "These are all born from evil thoughts, meow..."
As long as evil desires persist, the plants, animals, and people here will not die.
The stronger the concentration, the deeper the evil desires from the outside world.
It could even lead to a split.
"Something must have happened in the real world outside the mirror, meow..."
Acha's words made Su Deng's heart sink slightly.
Yan Sizhan is not worried at all, nor does she need to worry about her.
Su Muye is still Little Red Riding Hood.
Qin Xian is still in the forest...
We need to find a way to leave here as soon as possible.
"Matches for sale! Matches for sale!"
Just as Su Deng was about to lead Acha out of the deserted alley in the residential area, she suddenly heard a hawker's cry.
The sound is crisp.
In this world that feels like it's been muted, it's exceptionally clear.
Matches made from high-quality pine wood, great value for money!
On the street, there was a little girl dressed in tattered clothes and barefoot.
She had a small basket slung over her arm, and the basket was full of matches.
Although she was dressed in tattered clothes and was thin, she looked full of energy.
He walked around shouting his wares, his voice loud and clear.
"...The Little Match Girl?"
Su Deng and A Cha looked at each other, staring at each other in bewilderment.
"Sister, do you need some matches?"
While they were still in a daze, the little match girl had already walked up to them.
She handed over two boxes of matches, her eyes full of anticipation, "Two boxes can be bought for just one silver dollar!"
In this silent world, she can make a sound.
She was also the only one who was lively.
Like a splash of color suddenly appearing in a black and white world.
NPC?
Su Deng took two steps back imperceptibly. "I don't need matches."
"My matches aren't ordinary matches! They're magical matches! Light them and you can see anything you want to see!"
She enthusiastically recommended, "Sister, just buy one box!"
Su Deng smiled apologetically, "But I don't have any silver coins on me."
"Oh, I see..." The little match girl lowered her head in disappointment, but quickly cheered up and handed the two boxes of matches in her hand to Su Deng. "Then I'll give two boxes to my sister."
"I can't have..."
"My sister is a good person. My matches have magic. When you are in danger, you can light them and make a wish to the gods. The gods will protect you."
Ignoring Su Deng's objections, the little girl shoved the matches into her hand, picked up her small basket, and turned to leave, calling out her wares again.
"Selling matches..."
Her voice faded into the distance as her figure receded, and all around returned to silence.
Perched on Su Deng's shoulder, Acha, who was like a black ink blob, stirred and rolled her glassy blue eyes. "Did you find anything out about her?"
Su Deng countered, "You noticed?"
Acha: "No."
Su Deng: "Then why are you asking me?"
Acha: "..."
The little match girl looked exactly like the one they met on the street corner in the heavy snow when they entered the palace.
Even the tear marks on their clothes are the same.
However, this one seems to have a cheerful personality and be mentally healthy.
But the only source of sound might be the breakthrough.
Acha licked her paws and suggested, "Why don't we follow her and take a look?"
"I want to go somewhere else first." Su Deng squinted slightly, put away the two boxes of matches in her hand, and turned to leave the city.
Fireflies twinkle in the forest, and butterflies alight on the stamens of flowers and grasses.
Apart from the sky being a deep purple and everything being eerily silent, there was nothing else strange.
Everything is peaceful.
I don't feel any danger, and it doesn't seem as scary as Acha said.
Su Deng asked Acha, "Is there anything else you can sense?"
Acha shook her head, "Anyway, the demonic energy here is very strong."
"Help!"
"You can't get away!"
In the stillness of the forest, loud shouts suddenly erupted again.
Two figures ran past in front of me.
Ahead was a rough-looking middle-aged man, dressed like a hunter, with an injured leg, staggering and running in fear.
Following behind was a child of about five or six years old, wearing a wide red robe with a hood over his head, holding a hunting rifle in his hand. His delicate, porcelain-like face was now full of ferocity as he fired shot after shot at the hunter in front of him.
Su Deng was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "Su Muye!"
The child in the bright red robe seemed to glance over instinctively upon hearing the sound, but that was all.
His youthful brows furrowed slightly, then he turned back to continue his pursuit of the hunter.
"Su Muye!"
"Don't go, meow!"
Su Deng took off chasing after her, and even Acha's attempts to stop her with her tail held high couldn't stop her.
"Bang! Bang! Bang—"
Finally, the wounded hunter, exhausted and unable to run any longer, collapsed to the ground and was killed by Little Red Riding Hood with a few shots.
The hunter's eyes widened in terror as he fell heavily to the ground.
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