The breath of the wolf retreated temporarily, and the heart filled with wolf poison gradually shriveled up and withered in Yusheng's arms. The black forest suddenly became quiet, there were no longer those low and chaotic howls, and there was no longer that sound coming from the depths of the forest.
The look he casts.
Hu Li and Irene ran out of the hut and dragged Julien into the house together.
"My dear friend, how are you?" Hu Li looked nervously at Yu Sheng, who was turning blue, and the hair on his tail started to stand up. "Can you still hear me?"
"You can hear it, you can hear it...don't get so close," Yu Sheng gasped hard, feeling the loss of physical strength and the coldness and numbness gradually spreading in his blood vessels, "I'm going to die soon. This thing is poisonous.
I was poisoned when I touched it..."
"Looking at me, I feel like you are about to die. Your face is all black." Irene came over from the side, crawled onto Yu Sheng's chest, and looked at the latter's face with her scarlet eyes, "How about it, Grandma Wolf?"
Is it dead? Does this count as killing it? "
"Dead, but temporarily, like all entities, it will come back. The black forest will return to what it was before we came in in the next cycle," Yu Sheng said with difficulty, coughed twice, and continued.
, "But it doesn't matter, I have intervened in its cycle now... We succeeded, at least a big step... You come down first, you are dead now."
"Nonsense, my current body is made of steel and stone," Irene muttered as she obediently climbed down from Yu Sheng's chest, "but you didn't feel too heavy when I sat on your shoulders before."
"I'm not going to die now, I'm lying weak," Yu Sheng said, stopped to take a breath, and reached out to Hu Li beside him, "help me up."
Hu Li quickly hummed and held Yu Sheng's arm: "My dear friend, what do you want to do?"
"You two go back," Yu Sheng said. With Hu Li's support, he stretched his hands into the air, and a shimmering door gradually appeared. "Take my weapons with you. That thing is quite useful."
Yes, I will improve it when I go back and then use it... Oh,
By the way, I’ll also bring this deflated heart. Little Red Riding Hood’s wolf grandmother didn’t leave anything usable on her body. This heart looks like it’s made of flesh. Now that it’s finished bleeding, I’ll look into it later and see if I can make one.
Stir-fried wolf heart with chili pepper..."
"Are you going to eat this thing too?!" Irene was shocked when she heard this and looked at Yu Sheng dumbfounded, "Isn't this a bit too scary?"
"Try it, try it. It's hard to kill it, and it killed me once." Yu Sheng took a breath, "I'd be very disappointed if I didn't fire it."
Eileen was indescribably weird in her heart, but the beaver, who only listened to talk at all times, had already used its two tails to wrap up the shriveled wolf heart and the tetanus stick that fell on the ground, and took a step forward
When he came to the door, he turned around and asked: "My dear benefactor, aren't you going back?"
Yu Sheng waved his hand: "I'll stay here."
"Ah?" Irene raised her head with surprise on her face, "Aren't you going to die at home?"
"I'll wait here to see when the hunter will show up." Yu Sheng was already a little unsteady on his feet at this time, "What if we can communicate...I can just die here later."
"Okay, let's go back first," Eileen sighed, and then asked casually, "Would you like to have something to eat when you go back? Hu Li and I will prepare it for you first... Don't look like that, we won't open fire.
I’ll just wash the dishes and stuff for you.”
"Wash two cucumbers, and then two tomatoes. It should be almost morning when I go back. I just wanted to eat something light, make cold noodles, tomato and egg marinade with cucumber shreds."
"oh."
Erin and Hu Li left, and the shimmering door slowly dissipated.
The hut became quiet. Yu Sheng looked around and saw that the place was in a mess due to the previous battle. Although the giant wolf never entered the house, the spreading fox fire and penetrating threads destroyed almost everything in the house.
furnishings, and left large burn marks on the walls and floors.
He exhaled and trudged to the burned-down cot in the corner of the room, where he sat among the wreckage, waiting for the hunter and waiting to die.
Wolfsbane flows in his veins, and his blood flows in the dark forest.
The faint cry sounded distant and vague, as if a curtain had been separated at some point, and as if something was soothing the source of the cry, making it gradually quiet down.
A slight rustling sound came from the remains of the crib. Yu Sheng looked towards the source of the sound and saw a dark brown, furry little thing poking its head out from the charred debris, with a head wrapped around it.
With a circle of red rag strips.
"Oh, Squirrel, I thought you must have run away," Yu Sheng greeted Squirrel, "You are very brave."
"Song... the squirrel knight is fearless... fearless..." The squirrel repeated these words over and over again, as if there was something wrong with its sanity, but suddenly it stopped again and stared blankly at Yu Sheng,
"Wait, you are about to die... you were bitten by a wolf, and the wolf's heart bit you! You... you will die! You will really die! You will die in the real world too! What should I do, what should I do?
what to do……"
It seemed that it finally discovered something scary and started shouting, looking anxious and frightened.
"I came here with my real body," Yu Sheng just smiled in retrospect, "Don't be so nervous, I will come back - for me, 'death' is just a kind of
Temporary symptoms, of course you don’t need to think about this complicated matter now. Calm down, little squirrel, and if you still don’t want to leave, just chat with me.”
The squirrel stared with its round little eyes, as if it could neither understand what Yu Sheng was saying nor know what to do at the moment, and fell into a state of insufficient brain power.
"You're wrapping this red cloth around again," Yu Sheng stretched out his finger and pressed the squirrel's head, "You like this very much?"
"Red cloth... red cloth is a good sign," the squirrel suddenly became excited and said subconsciously, "Squirrels also need their own red cloaks... The red cloaks will scare away the wolves, and the red cloaks are proof that they have not turned into wolves...
"
"Is the red cloak proof that he has not turned into a wolf? So that's it," Yu Sheng said slowly, holding his eyelids hard, "Does a squirrel also worry about turning into a wolf in the forest?"
The squirrel suddenly stopped talking and just stood there blankly, as if it had fallen into a new round of downtime because of Yu Sheng's question.
This little animal always shuts down like this, as if its brain is too small and carries too many thoughts beyond its ability to understand.
Yu Sheng felt that he was about the same now.
His mind was gradually becoming numb, and wolfsbane seemed to have replaced his blood flow, gradually growing many cold and vicious branches in his blood vessels. He felt dizzy in front of his eyes, and the little squirrel was in his arms.
Many double images appeared in his field of vision. He heard the hollow sound of wind coming from the forest, and the wolves began to howl one after another. They always howled like this, because that's what the story told, at least.
...that's what the storyteller thinks.
In the gradually darkening vision, Yu Sheng saw something.
His gaze seemed to penetrate the black forest, penetrate the barrier shrouded in shadow, and the thick soil beneath it. He saw countless fine branches, which were like branches, "in the forest."
"The other side" supported this place, and he also saw many intertwined structures, like blood vessels and nerves, tangled and filled with chaos and nothingness, and the ends of each cluster of intertwined structures were supported like tree branches.
They held up the king's castle, the wilderness where knights and dragons fought fiercely, the never-ending dance, the tower that imprisoned the princess, the palace surrounded by thorns, the towering beanstalk, and the haunting
The singing sea and the palace...
But that's not what Yu Sheng wants to see.
What he wanted to see was the "other side", the depths of those intertwined structures.
He tried hard to control his sight, wanting to turn his gaze and look into the depths of the chaos, towards the source of those intertwined structures.
But an extreme darkness blocked him, and there seemed to be nothing in the depths of chaos.
The sound of footsteps reached my ears.
Yu Sheng briefly woke up again. His consciousness returned from the perspective that penetrated the dark forest and landed in the cabin again.
The fire in the wooden house has been extinguished, and the candlelight on the table has long since disappeared. A cold atmosphere enveloped everything, and a tall figure opened the door of the wooden house and walked into the house with mechanical and stiff steps.
The dim starlight shone on the figure, giving it a vague outline.
"Hello, 'Hunter,'" Yu Sheng said to the figure who walked in with his lips raised. He leaned between the remains of the small bed and felt that the hollow and formless body was looking at him, "
I have been waiting for you for a long time, and I am almost waiting to die."
The hunter came to him unhurriedly, his empty hood lowered, as if he was carefully observing the "dying" "person" in front of him.
Although he couldn't see the "expression" under the hood, Yu Sheng felt that the hunter seemed to be in chaos.
This may be because he has a bit of wolf's poisonous blood flowing in his body at the moment. This poisonous blood makes it difficult for the "hunter" to judge whether he should shoot or not.
Yu Sheng didn't explain anything. He saved every ounce of his energy and slowly took out a piece of paper from his arms and unfolded it in front of the hunter.
Twelve men and women wearing heavy protective armor stood there, taking meticulous photos.
"Do you remember this?" Yu Sheng raised his head and said softly, "Are you...one of them?"
The hunter stood there motionless and made no response.
Yu Sheng waited patiently, guessing which one would come first, his own death or the hunter's response.
Then he saw the empty and formless body slowly raising the shotgun in its hand.
Yu Sheng: "...?"
No, buddy?
"Bang!"
Gunshot.
Chapter completed!