Chapter 109 Green Corpse

Jing and Xiaohuang tried to get out of this place, but no matter which road they came from, they would eventually return to this place again.

This place has only white bones and strange words.

If he stays, will he and the little emperor also become white bones?

The mirror thought for a long time and finally stared at the strange symbols on the wall. Maybe this is the only clue to go out?

The little emperor seems to be a little irritable. He goes around in this big secret room. He is a demon. It doesn't matter if he stays here for a long time, but the mirror is a human. If he stays any longer, there is no food and no water to drink. I'm afraid that the mirror...

He angrily stretched out his feet in white boots and kicked the wall fiercely, shouting, "Open the door for me!" We are going out!"

Naturally, no one answered him.

He continued to kick the wall persistently, harder and harder after time, until the dirt began to fall from the top, but he still didn't stop.

The mirror was helpless and looked back at him, "Little Emperor..."

The little emperor was kicking vigorously, as if the wall owed him much money. He didn't hear the mirror calling him and kicking the wall at all.

The mirror shook his head, gave up these words that could not be seen at all, walked over and took the little emperor's hand to pull him away, and asked very gently, "Does your feet hurt?"

Little Emperor feels dazzled...

Is such a gentle and concerned expression a mirror? Doesn't the mirror only make such an expression to His Majesty alone?

"Yes...it hurts a little." The little emperor blushed and nodded.

"Don't kick it if it hurts." At this moment, the concern on the mirror's face suddenly disappeared again, and his eyes were as calm as water, as if there was no emotion.

Sure enough... Xiaohuang felt a little pain in his heart. The fleeting tenderness just now was just an illusion.

The mirror loosened the hand holding the little emperor, and did not notice that the little emperor's face turned red and white first. He held his cheek and continued to think about a way out.

Suddenly, there was a "bang--" from the place where the little emperor had just kicked.

The mirror turned its face and looked at it, and a large piece of soil fell off the wall.

Then, the soil on the wall began to peel off one by one, and square bluestone bricks appeared under the soil.

"Master..." The little emperor came to the front of the wall and touched the bricks. "Master, the floor in this is very loose. We can pull him out!"

If it can be pulled out, maybe it can go out.

The mirror also walked to the wall, stroked a stone brick, shook it, pulled it out, and the stone was pulled out.

The sound of friction between the stones makes the mirror very uncomfortable. Unhappy, put the toothpick in the cracks between the big toes and toenails and kick your feet against the wall, like a naughty dead child lifted your quilt and put a piece of ice in the winter.

So that he was stunned for a moment when he saw what appeared in the hole after the stone brick was removed, and then he stepped back two steps in surprise.

The mirror drew the stone bricks facing his eyes. The little emperor was much shorter than him, so he couldn't see what he saw in the mirror. He held the mirror and asked worriedly, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"No...it's okay..."

Yes, it's okay. Mirror comforts himself.

It was just too sudden to react. Now try to accept the "thing" behind the wall, no matter how you think about it, there is nothing scary.

That's just... just a pair of eyes.

A pair of eyes of a creature that has died for a long time.

The mirror walked to the wall again and reached out to pull out the second stone brick.

Now, he can see the whole face of the creature with those eyes. The face is twisted and deformed, the two eyes protrude outward, the cracked mouth extends to the ear, and the sharp teeth exposed in the mouth seem to be very sharp.

The mirror feels horrible, but everything just described is not the reason why the mirror feels horrible.

What really scared him was this one. I don't know how many years of baptism, it is still green like a summer sycamore leaf.

The green face that appeared in the dream.

Xiaohuang has been looking at the mirror and maintaining this surprised expression for a long time. He pulled his sleeve worriedly and shook it, "Master, master, what did you see?"

The mirror came to his senses and lowered his head and asked the little emperor, "You said you smelled the memory in my dream, which is the same as what exists in this place?"

"Well, master."

That's it.

The man with a green face appeared in his dream and in his memory.

The mirror had a strong desire to know who he was and said to the little emperor, "Take all these stone bricks away with me."

"Hmm!"

The little emperor immediately removed the stone bricks one by one with the mirror. Soon after, all the things behind the stone bricks were revealed. The little emperor looked up at the mirror, looked at the body of the green strange creature in the wall, and asked tentatively, "Master, is this the thing that often appears in your dream?"

This thing is firmly embedded in the wall. His body is about the same length as the mirror. His legs are bent, a bit like a monkey's legs. The tail with an inverted spine behind him is pressed flat around his thighs. His hands are longer than his knees, his nails are longer than his fingers, his whole body is bright green, and the body is well preserved.

It's so good that if you don't feel a breath of living things, you will mistakenly think that he is still alive.

The mirror did not answer the little emperor's words, but stretched out his hand and gently stroked the ugly and frightening cheeks of the dead body in the wall.

I don't know why I suddenly had the impulse to cry.

"How many years have you been buried? Are you lonely?" The mirror slowly opened his mouth and asked such a question.

Naturally, the body did not answer him.

"I'm sorry, I forgot everything before. Can you tell me?" The mirror's fingers brushed the eyes of the body, "If it's because of me that I made you like this, please come out and take my life."

"Master..." Hearing the mirror's words, the little emperor immediately took his hand in fear, for fear that the mirror's life would really be taken away by the body.

"I never like to owe others." The mirror smiled at the little emperor.

His hand continued to go down and stroked the thorny tail of the body, but he didn't expect the inverted thorns to be so sharp that he cut the fingertips of the mirror, and blood flowed down the tail of the corpse.

The mirror did not seem to notice that his hand was injured at all, but the little emperor took away the mirror's hand and shouted at him anxiously, "Master! You are hurt!"

"Hmm? Are you hurt?" The mirror looked down at his fingertips. Sure enough, the corpse seemed to have some magic, which made him completely unaware of what he was doing. He said to the little emperor with a smile, "It doesn't matter."

"How can it be okay!" The little emperor put the finger of the mirror in his mouth and touched his wound gently with the tip of his tongue.

"Hey..." The mirror frowned, this child... How can it be like this...

The mirror focused all its attention on the little emperor, so it did not notice that the blood stains that had just fallen on the tail of the body gradually disappeared, and the body was swollen as if it were filled with gas. It was not until the wall crackled and broken sound that the mirror realized the seriousness of the problem and turned its head to look. The body had come out of the wall, standing in front of the mirror twice as big as before, bowing its head and looking at the mirror with his still godless eyes.

"Ah--" The little emperor finally couldn't help but let go of the mirror's hand screaming and pulled the mirror back two steps, "Master, run away!"

Do you want to escape?

The mirror's brain has not yet made a decision. It has run with the little emperor, running and thinking... The body was resurrected just now?

He turned his head silently. The body was now moving towards him at a very slow speed, with his tail dragging to the ground and his extremely long nails scratching the ground, making a disturbing sound.

Sure enough, it's better to run away.

Thinking about it, the little emperor held his hand tightly and took him to escape in this messy tunnel.

After running for a long time, Xiaohuang gasped and stopped, thinking that the body was walking so slowly that he should not catch up with them, but just thinking about it, he heard the sound of his nails scratching the ground again.

"Lord...master..." The little emperor looked behind worriedly and looked at the mirror again.

"Can't you run?" The mirror asked.

"I..." The little emperor lowered his head and thought, "This place is a mess. No matter where you go, you will meet this monster in the end, so run alone, master. I want to fight with him!"

The mirror was surprised for a moment, then smiled and said, "You are really similar to Your Majesty."

Hearing this sentence, I don't know whether it was praise or other meanings, Xiaohuang felt a little uncomfortable.

Why... is he in such a situation, and he still thinks about His Majesty?

"You are the same teenagers, the same brave teenagers." The mirror touched his head and said.

The little emperor looked up at him and still couldn't say the words that had been hovering in his heart for a long time.

- So, are you willing to love me as if you love your majesty?

"And how can I let others resist danger for me? I'm not such a person at all."

The mirror said, blocking the little emperor behind him and pulling out his sword to wait for the arrival of the body.

The sharp voice is getting closer and closer, as if to cut the eardrum.

The little emperor lowered his head and his eyes were full of tears.

The people he admires are protecting him.

If you don't protect him as another person.

The hiss-sound finally appeared at the corner.

The mirror waited for the monster to rush over, but the green corpse that appeared in front of him did not move, as if it had changed back to the corpse.

Maybe... he doesn't want to kill them?

With this idea, the mirror asked, "Are you an enemy or a friend?"

The monster did not answer.

"Why were you embedded in the wall and why did you come back to life?"

He still didn't answer.

"Can you... let us go?" The mirror continued to ask.

This time, the green body finally opened its mouth, opened and closed, and said two words.

The two men stabbed the eardrum of the mirror like a barb they had just touched.

He said in his extremely hoarse voice:

"Yuan...ying..."

[Small Theater: Green Corpse Sleeping Beauty Edition

I don't know how long the green body slept, and the person I was looking forward to finally came.

"Kiss him! He came back to life after kissing him. A voice sounded in the ear of the mirror.

The mirror looked at Sleeping Beauty's body for a long time and shook her head helplessly.

"Ah, I really want to vomit when I see the color of vegetables." He said.

And the originator of all this is because His Majesty is too deducted and does not give the mirror a salary, so that the mirror can only afford vegetables.]