Welcome to the world of strange dreams

If she was entangled again, there was no guarantee that she would be able to escape again.

Luo Zhao hasn't come yet, it would be great if he could find a place to hide for a while!

This thought suddenly appeared in Fu Minghui's mind.

Lu Dachui and Zhang Jianhui both had hiding holes. She had always wanted to build one, but she didn't have time to ask them how to do it.

"Ahhhhh, let's find a shelter." Fu Minghui yelled as he felt something soft and slimy almost sticking to her back, making her hairs stand up at least ten thousand times.

She tightened her body tightly, thinking that if she was entangled again, she would rather explode than be restrained, but suddenly she felt an inexplicable lightness.

It seemed as if it had been tightly wrapped, but was suddenly let go.

It's like being filled with water vapor and suddenly evaporated completely.

Her eyes were unable to focus for a moment. When she came back to her senses, she realized that her feet were stepping on real ground within the boundary. It seemed that she had escaped from the deep sea and entered an empty place.

It is a very large square, surrounded by evergreen trees that are green all year round.

On the front, a white stone tablet stands tall.

On it are written a few large characters with strong and powerful characters, iron hooks and silver strokes, and a fierce heroic spirit: Monument to the People's Heroes.

Omg.

Fu Minghui stood there blankly, his open mouth not closing for a long time.

Does she have a shelter?

Has she built her own shelter?

Is it that easy?

God said, let there be light. Then, there was light in this world.

She said, let's find a shelter.

Thus, the shelter hole appeared.

It seems that not only the gods of the East and the Taoist ancestors are protecting her, but also in foreign lands, are the gods also on her side?

Or was it because of her strong will that she was forced to create a safe island in the border?

She didn't know, she couldn't understand.

But she decided to let herself go. After all, the time of appearance of the boundary, its operation, and its rules could not be figured out even with the full force of seven, forty, and nine rounds, so there was no need for her to waste her little brain capacity. .

The key is that shelters are places that she is most familiar with subconsciously, and where she feels safe and relaxed, such as Zhang Jianhui's military camp. She always thought that her shelter would be her home. After all, she is such a homebody, how could she have imagined...

Is it because the sunken ship in the depths of the sea is a warship from World War II? Is it because of the appearance of the Japanese and the reason why people would be afraid if they passed the cemetery in the middle of the night, but they were never afraid at the Martyrs Cemetery?

Therefore, her thoughts came to the burial place of the heroes, under the monument!

So, no matter how terrible and cruel the devil was during World War II, and what a terrible ghost he has become now,

All kinds of coincidences and opportunities came together, so her hiding hole became what it looked like at this time.

Suddenly, Fu Minghui was no longer afraid.

However, there is not much room in the shelter, so she...

It is really a huge square, without the sun but extremely bright, and the tranquility reveals a sense of stability in this world.

And, where is the door?

Shouldn’t a shelter hole have a door?

Fu Minghui turned around but couldn't find the door.

Fortunately, the devil outside could not harass or threaten her, so she had to sit on the steps under the stone monument and consider whether Luo Zhao could find her.

Zhang Jianhui's hiding hole and Lu Dachui's hiding hole were all reported to Luo Zhao, and there should be corresponding links to facilitate mutual sensing and finding.

But her hiding hole appeared suddenly, and there was no exit or interface...

With no choice but to wait, she simply suppressed the nausea and discomfort in her heart and thought over what happened after entering the border, which was considered a review.

Forget about the rest, I just felt like something was wrong, but I couldn't remember it for the moment. It's like a mess. You can clearly see the threads, but they slip away again.

dong dong dong.

While I was thinking hard, a knock on the door suddenly came from mid-air.

Fu Minghui's whole body felt tense, and his heart was severely pulled.

There is no door in the square, so where does the knocking come from?

"Who...who..."

The knocking sound became more and more urgent, so she plucked up the courage and shouted in the air.

"It's me." There was urgency in the deep and pleasant voice.

Ah, it’s Luo Zhao!

He finally found her, but how was she going to get out?

Still the same question: Where is the door?

"Come out quickly, it's too dangerous." Luo Zhao urged.

"I'm here! But I don't know how..."

Fu Minghui jumped up anxiously and waved in the air, although she couldn't tell where Luo Zhao was at all.

But, hey, shouldn't Luo Zhao choose to come in? Why did you let her out?

And Luo Zhao never said the word "danger".

Fu Minghui was startled and felt that he probably shouldn't reply.

Unfortunately, she reacted too late. The reassuring scenery in front of her suddenly shook, and then burst like a bubble with a pop.

A powerful wave of water rushed over and overturned her. She turned over several times and was so dizzy that stars appeared in her eyes.

He finally managed to stabilize his body, but found that his back was facing the direction of escape.

In other words, it is directly opposite the location of the sunken shipwreck.

Moreover, she should have swam far away, but why did she seem to have turned back at this moment?

Then she saw the Japs.

There is a huge octopus on his head, covering the part above his eyebrows. The eight tentacles danced and swayed like snakes in the water, as if they were extensions of his arms.

The wet, soft, cold and slippery thing that grabbed her just now was the octopus's tentacles. No wonder she felt the suction force, after all, there were suction cups on the tentacles...

Looking at the devil again, he saw that his limbs were gone. I wonder if he was parasitic on the octopus, or if the octopus was parasitic on him.

Mother, God, all the ancestors!

Fu Minghui was stunned.

Is she entering the phase of fighting sea monsters? Or is there a world of Cthulhu in the Frontier too?

Since the day of Ray Ramadan, she has not only entered a new world, but her knowledge has also been constantly broken, and then refreshed, refreshed, and refreshed again!

In addition to the physical world she knows and lives in, there is a bizarre fantasy world, and her imagination is completely insufficient.

Now, even the parasitic beasts have escaped!

Is this Japanese soldier the soul trapped in the deep sea after his death, or has he turned into an evil spirit?

What about the octopus?

Is it a real fish, even a mutated one, or another aspect of the borderline evil spirit?

There were too many doubts, too much confusion, and too many breakthroughs in cognition, making Fu Minghui unable to react at all.

Second update.

In fact, I really want to write a Cthulhu novel, but most of my readers are girls, so they may not like to read it...