Traveling through another world: My adventure with a wet nurse

Finally, after passing through the dense jungle, an empty wilderness appeared in front of us. There was no grass growing on the wilderness and there were large and small dirt bags everywhere.

[You have entered the Haruye ruins]

The sky suddenly turned gray, as if he had suddenly entered another space. Qiao Qing frowned slightly, feeling a bad feeling in her heart, so she took out the return stone from her backpack and gave it a try.

[Return stones cannot be used on this map]

Qiao Qing's heart trembled. When Goblin Phil saw Qiao Qing taking out the Return Stone, he quickly took it out and tried it. "My Return Stone can't be used, my friend." Goblin Phil looked at Qiao Qing with a white face.

The return stone cannot be used, so they have to find a way out, otherwise they will be trapped here.

"It's okay, let's find a way out. I received a reminder that this is the Haruye ruins, so there should be a temple here. Let's look for that temple." Qiao Qing comforted Phil the goblin, and also comforted herself. .

The two of them walked through the open wilderness. There were many traces of the Haruye people's life here. Collapsed houses, various tools, and daily necessities were scattered on the wilderness, but more of them were human corpses. Corpses were scattered everywhere. In the wilderness, there is no end in sight.

Without exception, these corpses were all in miserable death conditions. Some had their heads cut off, some were shot to death by random arrows, and some were directly penetrated by spears, which made people unbearable to look at.

Qiao Qing and Goblin Phil thought this was the worst way to die, until they saw the broken altar and the sections of corpses inside the container. Some of the corpses had long nails nailed on them, and some were obviously The skeletons are much smaller and look like children at first glance. It is not difficult to imagine what kind of torture they suffered during their lives and how they were unable to live in peace after death.

The sky was gray and the wind was howling. Qiao Qing had the illusion that she was in hell.

"It's so tragic" Goblin Phil muttered as he looked at the corpses on the ground.

A wave of anger surged into Qiao Qing's heart. Is it worth it for crazy humans to destroy their humanity and slaughter their tribesmen for the sake of illusory gods?

Ghost monsters began to appear and wander in the wilderness. Different from the ghost monsters they encountered just now that appeared extremely fast as soon as they were touched, these ghost monsters in the wilderness were more like the souls of the Haruye people.

They mechanically repeated their obsession when they were killed, constantly picking up their own heads, arms, and even holding their own internal organs and intestines. Various ghosts lingered persistently in the abandoned land of their hometown. .

It began to rain lightly in the sky, and the cold rain hit the two people's faces. The chill was biting, and the entire wilderness became even more depressing.

The light rain gathered on the ground and formed a river. The water in the river was as scarlet as blood. How many tragic things happened in this wilderness?

"Alas" Qiao Qing sighed, this should be considered a dungeon. It was the first time I encountered a dungeon, and it was still such a depressing dungeon, making people feel full of sadness.

Suddenly, amid the patter of rain, faint and suppressed sobs came from behind the ruins.

Qiao Qing and Goblin Phil looked at each other, both shocked. How could anyone cry in this deserted wilderness? Could it be a ghost crying? Qiao Qing couldn't help but shudder.

The two of them got excited, bypassed the wandering elves, and began to search for the place where the sound came from. The sound came from behind a broken altar. Looking for the sound, the two of them came to the back of the altar.

In the corner, a little girl in a white dress was sitting in the corner crying. The fingertips of the hands holding her knees had turned white from exerting too much force. Her whole body was trembling slightly. Light rain fell on the little girl's body, letting her see. It looks even more pitiful.

Qiao Qing and Goblin Phil could tell the difference in the little girl at just one glance. Although the rain would hit the little girl, it would disappear quickly. The little girl's clothes were still dry. This little girl should be a ghost.

Such a helpless and weak ghost made the two of them unable to have any murderous intentions. Looking at the little girl's appearance, Qiao Qing thought of herself when she was a child. She also sat alone in the corner and cried. She always prayed that there would be someone familiar. Big hands suddenly appeared, hugging her and comforting her.

This little girl was just like her old self. Qiao Qing's heart was full of sympathy. Moreover, this little girl was still a child when she died. Thinking of the little skeletons on the altar, and seeing that even if the little girl cried, she was still in sacrifice. On the edge of the stage, Qiao Qing's heart softened even more.

Qiao Qing hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but walk towards the little girl. Maybe she was walking towards her childhood self.

Goblin Phil was startled and followed without saying a word.

The little girl who heard the sound raised her head and looked at the two people with a frightened expression.

"Hello, my name is Qiao Qing." Qiao Qing showed a kind smile. Sensing the little girl's fear, Qiao Qing did not move forward, but sat down a few yards away from the little girl.

Goblin Phil did not sit down, but stood aside silently. His friend smelled of sadness.

Seeing Qiao Qing's movements, the little girl was extremely surprised, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Are you scary?" Qiao Qing smiled and shook her head.

"I don't know, many of them say I'm scary," the little girl said lonely.

"But I think you are very cute." Qiao Qing looked at the little girl. With such a doll-like appearance, I never knew how cute she would be. She was wearing a white skirt with small flowers embroidered on it. Her mother must love her very much. Qiao Qing felt sad.

"Really?" The little girl was extremely happy. Her amber eyes were as pure as gems and she looked at Qiao Qing happily. "My mother often says that I am very cute."

Qiao Qing looked at the little girl's happy and shy look and smiled widely. But suddenly, a red light flashed in the little girl's eyes, making people feel fear for no reason.