Dimensional Bookstore

Le Jing didn't expect that he just opened a book in the store and was sucked into the book, and then he lost consciousness.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself lying on a soft bed with steaming broth on the table beside him.

He sat up calmly, looked around and asked Le Ling: 'Where is this? Why am I here? ’

He is now inside a wooden house. The wooden house is not big. There are only simple furniture inside. There is a thick knitted carpet on the floor. There is a warm fire in the fireplace, and the wood makes a "cracking" sound. A huge lounge chair sat in front of the fireplace with a half-knitted sweater on top. Everything here is huge and over the top. Even the bed under Le Jing was big enough for him to roll around on it.

[The book you opened is the key to this world. There is a small teleportation array engraved in it, so you are here. ] Le Ling said solemnly: [This is an independent different-dimensional space, with an initial rating of S level. It has exceeded the range of my defense capabilities. If the natives here attack you, my energy field may not be able to withstand it. 】

Le Jing almost wanted to sigh.

He was clearly determined not to set foot in a plane above level A. The last time he went to the fairy world could be said to be an accident. So this time he deliberately chose a C-level plane and treated it as a vacation. Unexpectedly, he was transported to an S-level plane that was still above A-level.

This is an S-level plane that is higher than the Little Prehistoric Plane. Even Le Ling was not sure of protecting him in this plane. This was the biggest crisis he had ever encountered since he started his plane travel. It seemed he had to proceed with caution.

The name of the book he opened was "Peter Pan". It was a fairy tale book he entered in the C13 plane. He just flipped through a few pages while sorting out the book, and he was teleported here.

‘Can you teleport me back to the C13 plane? ’

【It's okay, that's okay. 】Le Ling said: 【It just takes time to establish a connection. 】

‘How long will it take? ’

[Preliminary estimate is that it will take about three years. 】

Le Jing wanted to sigh again.

The last time he stayed in the fairy world for so long, he heard from Victor that Keynes went crazy. Now that he left without saying goodbye this time, Keynes might have gone crazy again.

And he really has no confidence that he can survive three years in this dangerous world.

Since he was sent here by a book, there might be a book here that can send him back.

[Also, Le Jing, I have to tell you something...] Le Ling's voice hesitated in his mind, [You have to be mentally prepared... Wait, someone is about to enter the house, it's a female orc! 】

Orcs?

Ten seconds later, the wooden door of the wooden house was quietly pushed open, and a burly figure squeezed in against the door frame. What was inversely proportional to her huge figure was her quiet footsteps. If Le Jing hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, just You can't detect her with your ears.

Her round ears twitched, and her big bell-like eyes looked in the direction of Lejing like lightning. Lejing almost took a breath, what a fierce tiger! Only then did he understand why Le Ling called her an orc.

She was wearing a gorgeous lace dress, and she was holding a black wooden cane in her hand. Her head could almost reach the roof. Le Jing guessed that she was about two meters tall. He could only look up at her with his neck raised.

"Good boy, you're awake!" The tiger man opened his mouth and let out a thunderous female voice. She walked quickly towards Le Jing's direction and sat down by the bed.

The Simmons-like bed shook violently, and Le Jing stumbled and fell in the direction of the tiger-man. Then the next moment, the tiger-man stretched out his thick tiger claws to lift him up and put him on her lap.

Le Jing:...? ? ?

Only then did he realize something was wrong.

He looked at his short legs, then stretched out his hand to look at his white and tender palms, and belatedly discovered something that shocked him - his body had shrunk!

Le Ling's voice sounded a little erratic: [Yes... this is what I want to tell you... You have become smaller, and now your physical age is about eight years old. 】

"Little darling, you are so cute." The tiger-man rubbed his face with his big, fluffy face, which was as big as Le Ling's four heads. The fishy breath spewed from the tiger's mouth as he spoke made Le Jing almost Choking, "What's your name?"

Le Jing said with a wooden face: "What's your name again?"

"Me?" The tiger man let out a thunderous laugh, "Everyone in the forest calls me Grandma Tiger. You can just call me Grandma."

Le Jing keenly caught the keyword: "Forest?"

"Yes, the forest." Grandma Tiger grinned, revealing her cold and sharp fangs: "Welcome to the fairy tale forest, child."

Fairy tale forest...

Grandma Tiger...

Le Jing remembered the "The Legend of the Tiger Wife" in the 19th volume of "Guangyu Chuxinzhi" that he had read when he was a child. In the vernacular version adapted from folk translation, the Tiger Wife was also called the Tiger Grandma and the Tiger Aunt. Le Jing can still remember one of the passages: "The old woman was dying and asked: "Which of the two children is fatter? The fat one rests on my pillow and caresses me. "When the younger brother saw that Ke was sleeping comfortably with his grandmother on his pillow, he said, "Yu Fei. "So, the younger brother rested on my pillow, and the older sister slept on her feet.

After going to bed, my sister felt that there were long hairs on her body, and she became alert and asked, "What's that?" The old woman's face was as usual and she said, "You have a sheep's fur, it's cold weather."

In the middle of the night, my sister heard the sound of eating and was surprised, saying, "What's going on?" "I eat preserved dates. It's cold at night, and I can't bear hunger because I'm old." My sister replied, "My son is also hungry." He took a jujube and took it. Looking under the moon, one's fingers are actually cold. "

Tiger grandmother ate the younger brother, and only the elder sister escaped.

Le Jing raised his head and showed an innocent smile like an ordinary child, "Tiger grandmother, why am I here?"

"Because you are the chosen good boy." Tiger grandmother stretched out her huge claws like a palm leaf fan and touched Le Jing's hair, grinning, and her fishy saliva flowed out: "Grandma, I like good children the most."

Le Jing looked at her for a few seconds, and suddenly asked: "What if I become a bad boy?"

Tiger grandmother licked her lips and looked at Le Jing with extremely greedy eyes: "Then, grandma will have to eat you... with a clacking."

Le Jing smiled and nodded, "Okay, I understand."

Tiger grandmother pointed to the broth on the table: "This is the hot and delicious broth that grandma made for you. Drink it, and then do grandma a favor."

The broth made by tiger grandmother who loves to eat people...

[It's not human meat, it's rabbit meat. 】

Le Jing was relieved. He took a few sips of the can and got a satisfied laugh from Grandma Tiger and a vague whisper: "What a good child..."

He put down the can, smiled sweetly, and asked curiously: "Grandma, what do you want me to do for you?"

"I have a granddaughter. She lives under the third oak tree in the center of the forest." Grandma Tiger said: "Can you help me send her some pies?"

"Of course, Grandma."

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Le Jing carried a small basket and walked on the path in the forest.

The sun shone through the lush leaves and cast small spots of light on the ground. Fresh water vapor floated in the air, and colorful mushrooms popped up under the trees.

A bright yellow fairy came out of the grass, flew to Le Jing's eyes, and asked softly: "Are you the new child in the fairy tale forest?"

When Le Jing heard the word child, he was a little depressed. Who would have thought that his body shrank after coming here? He now looks like a **-year-old boy.

Le Jing opened his mouth, his voice was tender and a little bit babyish: "Yes, I am. Who are you?"

The fairy turned in the air gracefully, sprinkled a large piece of glitter, and her voice sounded full of vigor and vitality: "I am Little Bell, the fairy of Peter Pan."

"Do you know Peter Pan?" She landed on the tip of Le Jing's nose, and her big green eyes seemed to see into the depths of the boy's black eyes: "He is about the same age as you, and children like him. Do you want to see him? I can take you to find him!"

Le Jing's eyes flashed slightly. After the tiger grandmother, Peter Pan, who never grows up in Western fairy tales, appeared again... It really is a real fairy tale forest.

The boy raised his head slightly and stared at the fairy standing on the tip of his nose. His deep amber eyes were warm, like Xiao Lingling's favorite dark chocolate milk. "I really want to, but I have something to do now." He raised the basket in his hand and explained, "I promised Grandma Tiger that I would give her pie to her granddaughter."

"I know where she is!" Xiao Lingling cheered and turned several circles in the sky, saying happily, "I'll take you there!"

She was so excited that Le Jing didn't want to spoil her fun and said that he also knew where Grandma Tiger's granddaughter lived, so he smiled and nodded to the fairy, "Thank you, it's really a big help."

After being praised by him, Xiao Lingling straightened her chest, and her flying figure had a more heroic and high-spirited smell. She said proudly, "Follow me!"

The deeper you go, the denser the branches and leaves of the trees become. The dense leaves block the sunlight, and the light is dim. Le Jing can only barely see his feet. Fortunately, there was Xiao Lingling leading the way. Her whole body was shining, like a light bulb, successfully illuminating the front.

I don't know when it started, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and even the birds that had been arrogant before began to hold their breath and keep quiet. The wind blew through the leaves, making a rustling sound, as if countless people were hiding behind the trees and whispering.

Le Jing rubbed his arms and felt a little cold. Probably because of the lack of sunlight, it became a little cold here.

Xiao Lingling suddenly stopped in the air and listened to the front, "Did you hear any sound?"

Le Jing listened carefully for a while, and really heard a faint singing, and the singing was slowly getting louder. Obviously, the owner of the singing was approaching them.

Ten seconds later, Le Jing finally heard the lyrics clearly:

"My mother cut off my head,

My father ate my flesh,

My sister buried my remains,

Under the tall juniper tree,

You will never find

A bird more beautiful than me..."

It was the song in "The Juniper Tree Song". Le Jing analyzed calmly that he sounded young, a child.

Little Bell's face changed drastically, and she circled in the air anxiously, "Oh my God." She whispered, "Why is it him? How could he be here?"

"Do you know him?" The new boy looked up and asked curiously.

"Of course, I know every member of the Fairy Tale Forest." If it were usual, Little Bell would have started to show off, but the situation was urgent at this time, so she hurriedly told the boy: "Listen, although Juniper is a good boy, don't drink his broth!"

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, a boy holding a jar opened the bushes and walked out. He looked very young, about five or six years old, with red hair and blue eyes, white skin, and chubby baby cheeks. He looked extremely cute. The jar he held in his right hand was bubbling and steaming, and a strong aroma of meat wafted out.

"It's you, Little Bell." Juniper tilted his head and showed a sweet smile. He raised the jar in his hand and asked enthusiastically: "Do you want to drink my broth?"

"I don't like eating meat, you know." Little Bell replied quickly.

Juniper wasn't too disappointed either. He looked at Lejing behind Little Lingdang curiously and showed a sweeter smile than before: "My name is Juniper, are you the new kid?"

Le Jing nodded and said openly, "Hello, my name is Le Jing."

"Lejing, do you want to try my broth?" Juniper raised the jar again and said with all his strength, "I simmered it for a long time and the bones have melted. It's delicious."

No matter how delicious it is, he won't eat it.

Because it is... human flesh...

"No, I'm already full." Le Jing refused with a smile.

"That's it." Juniper sighed in frustration.

"There are some adults coming to the forest." Little Bell said, "Maybe they will like your broth."

Juniper looked up at Little Bell in surprise, "Why are there adults in the fairy tale forest?"

Little Bell laughed happily and said, "So they are illegal intruders." She slapped her nose with her hand and made a disgusting expression: "The disgusting adult smell almost stunk me to death."

Juniper's eyes suddenly brightened up: "Where are they?" He stomped back and forth excitedly: "Tell me quickly, I want to find them."

"Go find Little Red Riding Hood." Little Bell said cheerfully: "If you go late, those people will definitely be eaten by her grandmother."

After hearing this, Juniper quickly turned into a green bird. I have to say that this is a beautiful bird, with smooth feathers and a beak as red as blood. He flew up to the sky with the jar on his head and sang the song again:

"My mother cut off my head,

My father ate my flesh,

My sister buried my remains,

Under the tall juniper tree,

You can never find it again

There is no bird more beautiful than me..."

Little Bell turned her head and urged Lejing Wangtian, who was deep in thought: "Come on, hurry up, if you go late and miss lunch, Miss Tiger will be angry." She crossed her arms and shook, "She is really a bad-tempered lady. "

Le Jing asked as he walked: "What happened to those adults you just mentioned? How did they get here?"

"How do I know this?" Little Bell said casually: "But no matter how they get in, if they fail to pass the test, they will be boiled into broth."

Le Jing asked: "What test?"

"It depends on what questions Little Red Riding Hood will ask." Little Bell turned around and flew upside down, showing a malicious smile: "In order not to be eaten by Grandma Wolf, Little Red Riding Hood must find ways to fill Grandma Wolf's mouth with those people Belly.”

"Giggle, giggle, giggle..." She let out a clear laugh and spun around in the air happily: "Soon, the disgusting adults will die!" She stretched out her arms and danced, "There are always only good children in the fairy tale forest. ”

"Be a good boy, Lejing."

The author has something to say:

This chapter contains three folktales or fairy tales.

The first one is the story of Grandma Tiger. If you are interested, you can search it. To be honest, this is really the shadow of my childhood.

The second one is Peter Pan who will never grow up. Peter Pan has both the innocence of a child and the cruelty of a child. There is this sentence in the author's original version: "When they seem to be growing up, which is increasing them off vindictively as fast as possible." (When the children grow up, it violates the rules of Never Island, and Peter will quickly kill those elders with the most vicious revenge mentality. older children).

Later, a staff member of the author's Berry Museum expressed his thoughts, saying that Peter might have killed the grown-up children first with the dagger he carried, or maybe Captain Hook's right hand was killed by a crocodile. Like being eaten, the grown-up children were eaten by crocodiles, but Peter turned a blind eye, or he teamed up with the fairy Tinker Bell to make the grown-up children fly into the sky, and then let them fall down to death. This is why Peter Pan's friends are all children and there are no older friends.

A book review I forgot where I read analyzed that Captain Hook and the pirates represent the father of the children abducted by Peter Pan. His endless battle with Peter Pan is to get his children back. If you analyze it along this line of thinking, it’s really scary to think about it carefully.

Because the original version was too dark, countless versions circulated in the future have been deleted to varying degrees. Invariably, only the good part of Peter Pan was retained, while the cruelty of Peter Pan was deleted.

The third story is Grimm's dark fairy tale "The Song of the Juniper Tree".

The stepmother killed her ex-wife's son and made broth for the whole family to drink. The stepsister buried her brother's remains under a juniper tree, and then a beautiful bird flew out of it, singing a song of revenge and killing the stepmother. It was also made into broth for my father to drink.