After the stupid cat beauty becomes an infinite NPC

Rose Vine brought the prey to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo, who was struggling to pluck his hair:…………

He wasn't used to the taste of raw meat, but now he could only eat this if he didn't want to go hungry.

The sharp blade helped him cut into pieces. Fortunately, Lin Mo was still a cat at heart and was not averse to raw meat.

The venison is tender and the thinly sliced ​​venison tastes pretty good.

After filling his stomach, he was in the mood to look at his wounds. After spraying some medicine, Lin Mo lay on the palm of the stone statue and lazily basked in the sun without moving.

At this time, Rose Vine found a small wooden box from nowhere and handed it to him.

Lin Mo opened the small wooden box curiously. Inside were some photos and letters.

He could understand the photo. The person in the photo was riding a horse. He looked like a Western aristocratic general. He was also very good-looking.

It seems... is this statue?

But those letters...

Sorry, he is an illiterate who can't even understand Chinese, let alone English.

Decisively put the wooden box back on.

Lin Mo's face was wrinkled and he explained to Vine.

"I can't read the words on it."

vine:…………

After resting, Lin Mo planned to find a way to go back. He didn't want to eat raw meat all the time.

So he let the vines take him down.

But before going down, Lin Mo picked some roses and made a small garland, which fit just right on his head.

I made some gestures on my head, it looked very beautiful.

Under the sun, even though his body was stained with blood, the boy was still as holy as if he were the only god in the world.

Lin Mo shook his head, took off the garland and hung it on the statue's index finger.

His garland became a ring on the statue's finger.

"Thank you~"

Although he didn't know who this statue was, Lin Mo still thanked him for letting him rest temporarily.

After getting down, the boy stepped on the ground with bare feet.

As if he was afraid that his foot would be pricked, a bright red rose would bloom wherever he walked along the way.

There is a saying that the lotus grows step by step. The lotus is pure and pure and looks very sacred.

But when Lin Mo came here, it was a rose.

In the color as red as snow, the presence of the young man is even more stunning.

Lin Mo was also very grateful to the rose, but he had nothing to give as a gift, so he could only rub the vines that were attached.

He didn't dare to enter the castle, so he could only walk around outside the castle.

Thinking of those monsters last night, Lin Mo shuddered.

Unable to find any clues to go back, he asked Rose to take him back to the temple when night was about to fall. Anyway, he did not dare to sleep around the castle.

The clothes on his body were in tatters, and before going to sleep, he muttered in a low voice that they were very dirty.

After a quiet night, Lin Mo woke up the next day and found the clothes lying next to him.

It was different from the clothes he wore before.

The dress was white and had sloping shoulders.

It just looks like a girl's skirt.

Lin Mo didn't hesitate, since he had worn skirts anyway.

Quickly put it on.

Not to mention that this skirt is quite easy to wear.

Lin Mo followed the rose vine to find food and water.

When I went to the castle again after eating and drinking, I unexpectedly heard the voices of many people talking.

But the language was not something he could understand, and it seemed to be a foreign language.

Lin Mo was hesitating whether to go over or not when he saw the flames burning on the other side of the castle.

His eyes widened.

The castle... was burned.

The monster from that day flew out under the threat of scorching flames, but when it touched the sunlight outside, it let out a shrill scream.

Soon those monsters disappeared in the flames.

He heard cheers.

Suddenly, a burning torch flew towards him.

Lin Mo was frightened and stood blankly.

The green vine with roses turned into a shield and stood in front of him.

The originally peaceful Rose Garden riot killed the man who wanted to sneak attack Lin Mo.

There were horrified shouts from the other side, and then more people rushed over with weapons and torches.

The vine suddenly transformed into an adult male, grabbed his hand and started running.

Lin Mo staggered, but soon ran with him, and everything he passed was filled with roses.

There was an exclamation that he couldn't understand from behind. Lin Mo turned his head and glanced. Those people were looking at them, their eyes full of fear and anger.

At that moment, Lin Mo suddenly understood their words.

"It's a monster."

"Kill them."

"Burn them!"

Lin Mo saw that they had sprinkled something on the flowers, and the fire spread a little flame everywhere.

He couldn't see the people clearly because their faces were twisted behind the flames.

The fire spread very quickly, and countless vines and roses were burned to ashes in an instant.

He could clearly feel that the power of the rose was weakening.

Finally, Lin Mo was hugged by the green vine man.

In the sea of ​​withered flowers, Lin Mo's pale fingers tightly grasped one of the roses.

"Can you, can you hold on a little longer, let's go find water, we'll get there soon."

The young man's voice was choked and he was crying quietly, with a pleading tone in his tone.

Rose touched the boy's face, wanting to wipe away his tears.

But he was a plant now, and he was afraid that it would sting the young man's delicate face, so he just put it gently on his face.

Everyone was getting closer and closer, and a vine gently wrapped around the young man's waist, sending him farther and farther away.

Lin Mo shook his head, grabbed him and didn't want to leave, calling him with a choked voice.

"No, you come with me..."

The young man was sent out, but all the roses were drowned in the sea of ​​fire.

When everything returned to calm, Lin Mo's beautiful little face was dirty, and there were wounds on his hands and feet.

He knelt down on the dark, scorched earth with dull eyes, holding a blooming rose in his hand.

Silent tears fell, mixed with blood and dripped on the rose.

233 wanted to comfort him, but didn't know what to say.

This was the first time it saw Lin Mo cry like this. He didn't shout out about pain or complain endlessly.

But Lin Mo like this really makes people feel heartache.

All the roses died, dying to protect him.

[Don’t be sad Momo, maybe, maybe he’s not dead yet. 】

Lin Mo wiped his tears and said nothing. Under the puzzled eyes of the system, Lin Mo walked step by step to the statue of the god in the forest.

"Erics."

"I only brought back one flower."

Lin Mo lowered his head and shed tears, squatted down in front of the statue, and dug a small hole in the ground with his hands. He was not afraid even if his hands became dirty and there were wounds on them.

It hurt, but this time he didn't cry out in a coquettish way.

Lin Mo put the only rose in the small pit and buried it again.

"You have to grow up well."

233: ? ? ?

Did something happen that it didn't know about?_?

In fact, it was nothing, it was just that Lin Mo got a memory about the rose and the statue.

(On a whim, I put a picture in the author's post for you to take a look at. Um... I don't know if it will pass the review. It's a rose and a boy. The clothes are a little different from what I imagined, but they still look good.)