Chapter 211 The game begins
Chapter 211 The game begins
The child's voice kept coming and going, which was very unpleasant to listen to!
"Are you the true form of the Nightmare Demon?" Miao Qing asked.
"I have no physical form; I am born from the nightmares of all things, and I am wherever there are nightmares."
He appeared silently before everyone, without anyone noticing his presence.
Su Fengling pulled Zhongli Yuelu closer to his arms, afraid that he might hurt her.
"You don't need to look at me so warily. I won't hurt you, and I can even meet any of your needs."
He spread his little hands and reappeared sitting on the beast-drawn carriage.
"Aren't you a lackey of the Zisang clan?" Su Fengling uttered a vicious remark.
"They just provided me with a better environment to grow up in. The people and ghosts here are not hypocritical at all."
A bruised face suddenly loomed large in front of Su Fengling.
He smiled at him and said, "Then let me give you a sweet dream first."
Just as he was about to refuse, he suddenly felt his body fall downwards, and everything went black.
When I opened my eyes and looked at my limbs, I found that I had turned into a child.
It was a huge ancestral hall, and it seemed as if someone was sobbing. Su Fengling was very vigilant.
He groped his way down the corridor, following the sound, and saw a tall door slightly ajar, with a faint light burning inside.
When he saw his short legs, his magical power shrank by more than half.
But hearing the person inside crying so bitterly, he couldn't help but curiously push open the half-closed door.
Inside, a little girl, soaking wet, was crying sadly by a brazier.
He recognized her at a glance—those dark blue eyes, that lovely face—it was Zhongli Yueluo!
Just as he was about to step forward, a voice rang in his ear: "Hey, don't rush, the game is about to begin."
He lowered his voice: "What do you mean?"
"From now on, you need to enter her heart for this dream to end."
The same voice, indistinguishable between young and old, lingered in his ears.
Su Fengling wanted to ask more questions, but the voice had already disappeared.
He began to look around at his surroundings again, but saw that Zhongli Yueluo was already trembling beside the brazier.
He pushed the door open, the heavy door creaking as Zhongli Yueluo looked at the doorway in great fear.
This was a side of her he had never seen before, and her eyes were filled with fear.
It's hard to imagine that those wise eyes would show such an expression.
He looked like a child now, and he just stared at her blankly.
He thought about calling her "sister," but that didn't feel right; he was even half a head taller than her.
"Who are you? Why are you here? What do you want?"
As he spoke, he kept shrinking back, and only then did Su Fengling get a clear look at the entire hall.
Behind them were rows of memorial tablets, and in front of them were offerings of incense and candles, with one tablet standing out in particular.
The words "Ruan Xinchen" are engraved on it. Isn't that Zhongli Yueluo's mother?
So this time period he is in is really when Zhongli Yueluo was a child.
"Don't be afraid, I just got lost here. My name is Su Fengling."
He tilted his head, revealing two small tiger teeth, and smiled innocently.
"Don't come any closer! You all want to harm me!" Their eyes were full of vigilance, and they had already shrunk to the corner of the offering table.
Su Fengling wanted to step forward, her big eyes glistening with tears, and two streams of hot tears slid down her face.
He had never seen Zhongli Yueluo so vulnerable before; the Zhongli Yueluo he knew had always been calm and composed.
But looking into her tearful eyes, he seemed to be infected by her sadness as well, and he gripped the hem of his clothes with both hands.
"I'm not coming over, don't be afraid. What's your name? Why are you here?" he asked in a childish voice.
"You are all bad people! My mother is not dead at all! You even tried to push me into the lake!"
Zhongli Yueluo gripped the corner of the offering table, her hands trembling, water dripping from her hair.
It's unclear who bullied her, but she looked stubborn yet aggrieved, her little mouth pouting.
"You should change your clothes first, you'll catch a cold." Su Fengling took another step closer.
At this moment, Zhongli Yueluo looked like a frightened little hedgehog, with quills standing on end all over her body.
"You're one of them too, aren't you? What other tricks are you planning to play on me!" she said through gritted teeth.
Su Fengling waved his hands repeatedly. What do you mean, "their people"? He didn't even know who they were.
"I'm not a member of the Medicine Deer Clan at all, can't you tell? I'm a member of the Wind Spirit Ghost Clan."
Su Fengling smiled, looking completely harmless. In the blink of an eye, he squatted down in front of Zhongli Yueluo.
He wanted to reach out and pinch her chubby cheeks, his face full of adoration.
She thought to herself, "Sister, you were just as cute when you were little."
Zhongli Yueluo ruthlessly slapped his hand away, her eyes wide with anger: "What are you doing!"
"I just saw you were soaking wet and wanted to help you dry off." Su Fengling's eyes were gentle, without any malice.
Zhongli Yueluo narrowed her eyes: "How many more times are you going to play this trick?"
Su Fengling was somewhat confused; what had she gone through to be so resistant to him?
Just then, I heard laughter outside again; it was children again.
“Ah Liang, that wretched girl has gone to hide in the ancestral hall again, and is going to cry to her wretched mother again.”
"She got teased by the servants again today. What can she do besides cry?" Gongshu Liang said without mockery.
"Don't say that, she's a direct descendant of the Western Demon Mountain!"
Zhong Liyu narrowed his fox-like eyes, a playful smile playing on his lips, and spoke sarcastically.
"But Ah Yu, you are the eldest princess of West Demon Mountain!"
From the few words of conversation outside, Su Fengling knew who the two people were.
He looked at Zhongli Yueluo with some confusion. Was she the real her in this dream?
If so, why did she become so obsessed with Gongshu Liang when she grew up?
He then turned to look at Zhongli Yueluo, whose eyes were filled with terror; she was afraid of the two of them.
"Ah Liang, once I've mastered my fox magic, this wretched girl will definitely forget all this and become our servant!"
"Yes! Haha, A-Yu is still the best." Gongshu Liang flattered.
"Let's go check on her now; she must be terrified."
As they talked, they approached the main entrance, with Zhongli Yuelu biting her lip.
Su Fengling said that no one could be so stupid as to be this stupid. It turns out that it was because he had been implanted with fox magic since he was a child!
"Hide, don't let them see you." Su Fengling took her cold little hand.
"Let go!" she said stubbornly in a low voice.
"Little brat, you don't want them to see you looking like this, do you?"
She blinked, clearly not wanting the two of them to see her in such a disheveled state.
Their mocking words were like knives, each one stabbing into her heart.
She gently grasped his hand; it felt so warm. It was the first time someone had ever held her hand like this.
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