I practice cultivation cautiously in a strange world

After hearing Lilia's words, Chen Lin looked into the distance.

It turns out that the puppets in the town were transformed by the losers of the story contest.

But if you want to earn golden nightmare coins by performing on the street like this, you don't know how long it will take.

It is impossible for any tourist to reward the Golden Nightmare Coin, let alone no tourists in this fairy tale town.

In other words, once eliminated, leaving here is even more of a luxury.

It may become a permanent part of the town.

Chen Lin's mind was spinning and he looked at Lilia.

"I don't have a golden guide, so I can't leave this hill. I'm afraid I can't take your place in the competition, and I'll let you down."

"It doesn't matter."

Lilia shook the invitation in her hand.

"The invitation letter has the authority to lead, but it is only valid during the time of the story contest."

She looked at Chen Lin and said, "This is your only chance to leave. Although you are replacing me, it is also for yourself."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. After every story competition, Fairy Tale Town will make adjustments. If you don't get the right to live, you will be forcibly excluded."

Lilia reminded him and handed the invitation letter to Chen Lin.

Chen Lin took a breath, knowing that he had no choice but to take it.

Being forcibly excluded does not mean that you can leave safely.

If you fail to complete the task of leaving, leaving means death, and your body will mutate and turn into a mindless monster.

It would be better to die.

"The rules of the story contest are all in the invitation letter. You should understand it yourself. I hope you can get good results."

Lilia pointed at the invitation, and as the golden light flickered, Chen Lin felt that there was some connection between himself and the invitation.

Lilia nodded with satisfaction, quickly shrank her body, and finally retracted into the hill.

Chen Lin wanted to call the other party, but gave up after thinking about it.

Although this mushroom has the same intelligence as humans, it is still a creature from the nightmare world and cannot really be treated like a normal person.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the other party did not come out again, Chen Lin focused on the invitation letter.

Open it gently and read the contents above.

There are several pages in total, densely packed with tiny characters, exuding unique energy fluctuations.

Chen Lin read page after page carefully. After reading them all, he put his eyes away and began to think.

According to the rules described above, the top ten in the competition will be rewarded with gold nightmare coins.

The top three will receive a special reward on top of the gold nightmare coins.

And the first place can also choose an additional treasure from the treasure list!

The rewards can be said to be very generous.

Not to mention other rewards, there are ten gold nightmare coins for first place, five for second place, and three for third place.

The fourth to tenth places all have two coins.

But corresponding to this is harsh punishment.

Everyone except the top ten will be punished.

Especially the last ten, the punishment is extremely severe. The last one needs to pay a fine of one hundred gold nightmare coins!

One hundred Nightmare Coins is simply unimaginable, and even a traveling merchant might not be able to come up with it.

However, if you are not among the last ten, you only need to pay one gold nightmare coin to be exempted from punishment.

This level is barely acceptable.

Chen Lin closed the invitation letter.

Thinking about the conversation with Lilia.

The other party said that you need to win the first place in the competition to get the permission to leave. This should mean that you can choose the reward item on the treasure list.

He didn't know what the treasure list was, but since it was called a list, the number of treasures would definitely be large.

There should be something exempt from mission penalties.

But he had no experience in this story contest, so he wanted to win first place, which was a bit wishful thinking.

The biggest hope at the moment is to try not to be ranked in the bottom ten.

He also has a golden nightmare coin. As long as he is not in the bottom ten, he can at least save his life and wait for the next story competition.

"Your Excellency Lilia, can you tell me the details of the story contest?"

Chen Lin adjusted his mood and asked the place where the mushroom disappeared.

After careful consideration, he decided to participate in the story contest.

After all, as long as you don't finish in the bottom ten, there's no danger.

And if he escapes into the fiefdom now and offends the owner of the mushroom hut, he may not be able to come back here even if he gets the golden level four guide, and will have to wander in the nightmare world in the future.

This was by no means the result he wanted.

If he really gets the last ten, he will summon grass, activate the Thunder God Sword itself, and try to break through the scene boundary wall.

You can also use the last golden nightmare coin to see if you can summon Niu Niu.

Even if none of these work, that’s okay.

The worst ending is to become a puppet and earn fines here. Although the income is not huge, it is not completely wiped out. There is still hope.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no response from the other party.

Chen Lin frowned.

He immediately asked again: "Since you asked me to replace you, I should provide some help. If I get a good ranking, it will also represent your face, right?"

Still no response.

The other party seems to have left.

Chen Lin was sullen in his heart, but Chen Lin had no choice but to give up asking for help.

Next, think about how to deal with the story contest.

According to the record on the invitation letter, the story contest will start in ten days. There is not much time. He must take advantage of this time to think about what kind of story he wants to tell in the contest.

"Children from all over the world?"

Chen Lin muttered.

He doesn't know what kind of stories children like, and they are facing all the worlds. The environment and background of each interface are different, and the preferences cannot be the same.

Furthermore, he was an old man when he traveled back in time. He was busy cultivating and had no chance to come into contact with any fairy tales.

If you want to use it, you can only use it from the previous life.

Chen Lin felt a little difficult.

If he made it up himself, he could actually make it up. Based on his experience, it would be easy to create several stories.

But whether it can be recognized is difficult to guarantee.

As Lilia said, children's preferences make no sense at all and are really difficult to grasp.

The matter was serious, Chen Lin thought about it and felt that professional people should be trusted in professional matters.

Although those fairy tales in his previous life were very childish in his opinion, there must be a reason why they are loved by so many children on earth.

The thinking of adults and children is completely different.

He feels that good stories may not necessarily be liked by children. He feels that childish stories may have enough ups and downs for children.

It's too complicated and not easily understood by children.

After confirming it, Chen Lin began to think hard.

He never imagined that one day he would use fairy tales from his past life, so when consolidating his past life memory, he did not touch on this knowledge point.

It has been over two thousand years since I traveled back in time, and I didn’t deliberately remember it. The memory is too vague.

I thought about it for a whole day and a night before I stopped.

Fortunately, the immortal cultivator has an amazing memory and must have the ability to compress and store memories. With his unremitting efforts, he finally remembered a few very famous stories.

Although it cannot be restored completely, I can still recall some of the general storyline.

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.

Little match girl.

The ugly duckling.

Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves.

Chen Lin took out a pen and paper and wrote down these four names like a primary school student writing a composition.

In fact, there are more than these four that come to mind, but the others are more vague. These four are the most famous and have relatively complete memories, so I decided to choose one from them.

Swish swish swish.

With his pen pacing and swaying, Chen Lin sketched out the four stories.

After he finished writing, he eliminated the little match girl and the ugly duckling.

Without it, the memory would be too vague and the written plot would be incoherent.

He could also fill it in by himself, but that would lose the original rhythm, which would probably affect the effect.

The two stories of Snow White and Alibaba were also his favorite in his previous life. His memory is very deep, so he can restore most of them.

Each contestant in the story contest could only tell one story. Chen Lin considered it repeatedly before finalizing Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.

This fairy tale has many elements such as love, hate, reversal and slap in the face, and can reach more audiences with different preferences.

After confirming it, Chen Lin began to work hard to recall and fill in the content of the story.

In a flash, ten days passed.

Chen Lin looked at the invitation in his hand, which emitted golden starlight and emitted strange fluctuations.

The arrow in the emblem above kept trembling in a certain direction in the town.

Seeing this, he stood up, moved his body, and walked down the mountain along the crystal path.

When he came to the road barrier at the foot of the mountain, Chen Lin stretched out his palm to test. The originally indestructible invisible barrier could pass through easily like water lines.

He raised his eyebrows and stepped through it with his entire body.

"Dear guest, do you want to hear a beautiful Yun Flute performance?"

Chen Lin walked along the crystal path to the end. As soon as he stepped onto the main street, a puppet that looked like an abstract woman came up to him, holding a strange musical instrument in his hand.

"Is there any charge?"

He looked at the other person carefully and asked.

Maybe after the story contest is over, he will become one of these puppets. Knowing about it first can help you prepare mentally.

"Dear guest, do you want to hear a cloud flute performance?"

The puppet did not answer, but repeated the previous question.

Chen Lin's expression froze.

He could see that this puppet was not sane, but only followed the rules or instinctively communicated with people.

As a result, it became even more hopeless to collect enough fines. His previous thoughts were too optimistic.

After asking twice in a row, he failed to get a response from Chen Lin. The puppet looked disappointed and turned away.

Chen Lin's expression changed for a while, and he walked along the street in the direction indicated by the invitation.

Along the way, he met several more puppets, but ignored them. He also encountered some strange creatures from the nightmare world, all of which should be residents of the town like Lilia.

But these nightmare world creatures flew past the sky and ignored him.

I also passed two fairy tale houses, but I didn't even see the entrance. I didn't know where to enter.

The invitation was only valid for the story contest, so Chen Lin didn't dare to make any extraneous details, and just walked along the street under his feet.

After walking for a long time, I finally saw a huge object like an open color book, floating out of thin air, emitting brilliant light.

Fairy Tale Theater!

The light emanating from the books is like elves dancing gracefully, constantly forming the name of the Grand Theater.

The scene is very spectacular.

Chen Lin watched from a distance, showing wonder.

If it weren't for being in deep trouble and unpredictable life and death, this fairy tale town would really be a beautiful place to visit.

The Grand Theater is high in the sky, and if you want to go up, you can only fly. Chen Lin is no longer cautious, unfolding his soul wings and taking off into the sky.

At this moment, a puppet artist ran over quickly.

"Dear guest, do you want to enjoy a graceful dance?"

Before he even got close, the puppet couldn't wait to make a sound.

Chen Lin was stunned.

This voice seemed familiar.

He stopped flying and turned his gaze to the puppet. As the puppet got closer and closer, Chen Lin's expression became more and more surprised.

"Are you, Shirina?"

When the other party came closer, Chen Lin asked tentatively.

Although the opponent had the body of a puppet, his appearance and voice were very similar to the owl, which made him suspicious.

"Dear guest, do you want to enjoy a graceful dance?"

The puppet did not answer, but repeated his previous words in an excited tone.

The speech of the puppet here seems to have been solidified. It is the same as those encountered before, and it can only speak fixed speech.

But the other party's reaction was enough for Chen Lin to be sure that this puppet was Xirina!

This made him sigh.

After they said goodbye that year, he tried to contact the other party several times, but failed to get a response. He was actually trapped here.

"Xirina, you can understand what I say, right?"

In order to prevent misidentification, Chen Lin tested it again.

The puppet didn't respond.

But there was a strong sense of expectation in his eyes.

Chen Lin nodded and calmed down his emotions.

He smiled bitterly and said: "I know what you mean, but I can't save you now. I'm going to participate in the story competition. If I can get the place, maybe I can help you. Otherwise, I'm afraid you and I will become companions." "

The puppet glanced at the big theater in the sky, said nothing, and slowly walked away.

Chen Lin stared at the other person's back, feeling extremely heavy.

The other party is a powerful explorer of the nightmare world. Both in terms of strength and understanding of the nightmare world, it is far beyond his ability. Even the other party is trapped, which makes him feel a haze in his heart.

Suddenly, Chen Lin's expression changed.

He noticed that the cat-headed monster was walking, and suddenly paused inexplicably, and then moved forward again, and soon went away.

Feeling suspicious, he went over to check.

I saw a very beautiful grass on the side of the road, spinning and jumping, showing off its dance.

There is nothing but this grass.

Chen Lin thought about it for a while and finally understood. The cat-headed monster was probably sending him a message. A small grass meant that the opponent's fine was only one gold nightmare coin!

He didn't know if his guess was correct, but he didn't have time to waste. After taking a look, he unfolded his soul wings and flew into the sky, heading straight for the Grand Theater.