I Was Once a Legend

Wang Que tried to open her mouth, and found that she could speak. The deep fear of falling from the rooftop just now was like a dream. Thinking about it now, it became blurred like Tan Qiuyu's face.

"My name is Wang Que." She said as she propped herself up, and wanted to sit down on the spot, but when she saw the group of disgusting insects with strange structures around her, she immediately stood aside.

The injury from falling from a high altitude disappeared together with the blood on his body.

Wang Que looked at herself from head to toe in novelty, she raised her head, no one else could be seen on the roof, only the iron railing that fell to one side, faithfully telling Wang Que that everything happened for real.

What exactly is going on?

As if hearing the doubts in Wang Que's heart, Luo Yan laughed, the laughter was as clear as a bell, revealing the vitality of youth.With a wave of her hand, all the blood and bugs disappeared.

"As you can see, I can control the power of dreams."

"So those just now were all my dreams?"

"It's true, but it's not really. In a sense, the dream is the reflection of the transformed memory. The ones just now are your real memory." Luo Yan snapped his fingers, and the teaching building, the rooftop and the sunset disappeared in an instant and replaced them. It is a riverside with green grass growing under the night, a small wooden boat is parked on the bank, and the river water reflects the stars in the night sky, gurgling into the distance.

And the memory belonging to the pure white world after death also returned to Wang Que's mind.

She remembered the bewilderment she felt when she entered the box for the first time, the shame and pain when she was persecuted for the first time in order to survive, and the emotion she felt when everyone in the Wonton Splitter team took care of her. .

Luo Yan pulled Wang Que into the boat, and they floated along the river, Luo Yan stretched out his hand and touched the clear river water with his fingertips, and said: "I have been watching you for a long time, and I can feel that you have always had something on your mind. Those things?"

Wang Que was silent for a moment, nodded, and said softly: "For a long time after I came here, I recalled the incident countless times, thinking over and over again whether I really did something wrong. If I Ever since I cared about Tan Qiuyu and felt the resentment in her heart, if I had learned to hide my edge earlier and not underestimate the achievements that others may never achieve, would everything be completely different from now?"

Luo Yin listened to her patiently, the boat was drifting along the water, and there were large tracts of pure white flowers growing along the river, which seemed to lead to the road to life and death.

"Later, I finally understood that I was not the one who was wrong from the beginning to the end. I lived my life according to my own rhythm. I never showed off or stimulated anyone intentionally. Her injustice, her jealousy and Crazy, the only thing that can be proved is that she is a narrow-minded, double-faced, extremely egotistical villain, that's all."

"From beginning to end, I was the most innocent one."

After the words fell, Wang Que finally couldn't maintain the calm on her face, she pursed her lips tightly, the corners of her tight lips trembling constantly, her eyes became moist, but she held back her tears after all.

Originally, at this time, she should be sitting in the highest hall of domestic art that she yearns for the most, pursuing her long-cherished dream.

But now, she didn't even have the courage to pick up the paintbrush again.

Luo Yin listened quietly, facing Wang Que's strong emotional fluctuations, she didn't comfort her, she just said: "Do you know? Ah Zuo, Fu Zhe and my uncle and I used to be teammates."

Wang Que raised her head in an instant, she stared at Luo Yan closely, her eyes were full of disbelief.

"They haven't told you about these things yet." Luo Yan smiled and said, "Eight years ago, we belonged to the same team. This team was called the afternoon tea party, and Fu Zhe was the captain."

Wang Que: "I know that the three of them used to be teammates, but I haven't heard about the other players."

"Because it's a secret." Luo Yan's soft voice drifted into Wang Que's ears, "We used to be the strongest pilgrims in the entire Pure White Realm. If you make a wish, you can return to the real world."

"But it wasn't until the end that we found out that all of this was a hoax."

Wang Que froze for a moment, her eyes widened slightly, and she concentrated on listening to the next thing that might be crucial.

"The queen doesn't want anyone to leave at all, she uses points and blood nights as threats, so that the pilgrims have to enter the box again and again, providing her with the desperate emotions most needed for survival.

"As a pilgrim who knew the truth, the queen originally wanted to kill us all, but at a critical juncture, the five powers of the Pure White Realm selected us respectively and saved our lives.

"The queen had no choice but to cast a curse on us. The time of Cui Zuojing, chosen by the power of time, was frozen forever on that day. Fu Zhe, chosen by the power of space, was trapped in the castle and could not leave forever. Vic, chosen by the power of body Duo turned into a cat, and I, with my physical body dissipated, can only travel in dreams."

Just like everyone who knows the truth, Wang Que was shocked and couldn't speak for a while.

After a long time, she said with difficulty: "So everything is a scam? No matter how hard people try, they can't return to reality?"

Then what's the use of her working so hard now?

She tried her best to go back, to take revenge on the girl who personally destroyed everything for her, but in the end, everything was impossible?

Luo Yan shook her head: "Not exactly, beside you, there is a pilgrim who has successfully left."

What a smart girl Wang Que is, after thinking about it, she immediately guessed who it was from all the unusual things: "Brother Cui?"

"Yes, although he was cursed, he and Victor successfully left the Pure White Realm eight years ago, but in the end, Zuo still chose to come back here again."

Wang Que muttered: "The frozen time must have brought him a lot of trouble, otherwise, how could he return to this nightmare place?"

"His choice is an opportunity for many people." The boat drifted to nowhere, and the white flowers gradually disappeared, replaced by lush virgin forests on both sides, and the calls of animals could be heard from afar from time to time.

Luo Yin said: "In the past eight years, I traveled through the dreams of many people, prying into their memories, and finally found a way to successfully kill the queen."

Seeing Wang Que's curious face, Luo Yan smiled and said: "But it's not convenient to tell you now, you just need to know that there will be a way to get out, and never give up the hope in your heart, Zuo and the others will do their best. "

Wang Que nodded, she pursed her lower lip, and asked, "Why are you telling me this?"

Luo Yin: "Fu Zhe and Ah Zuo have their scruples, and they can't reveal all the secrets when they are not sure that everyone can trust them all. But I can enter people's memories through the power of dreams, so I am sure. You can be trusted. Just like Ah Zuo trusts Dong Zheng, I trust you."

"Sorry for prying into your memory without permission, but time is running out, everyone, you need to act as soon as possible."

Perhaps it was because of Luo Yan's gentleness and sincerity, Wang Que didn't feel much anger because her memory was prying into eyes, and said, "What do you need me to do?"

"Be prepared, keep an eye out, and don't miss Mr. Bonnie who will only lead you down the rabbit hole. Also, don't tell anyone else that I looked for you."

The forest flowers and plants on both sides of the small river seemed to be wiped away by an invisible hand, and became blurred. The river water reflected the night suddenly rushed, and gathered in front of it into a vortex. Rolled in with the boat.

"If it's hatred that keeps you going, keep going, just like us."

At the very end, a voice echoed in her ears: "How long has it been since you picked up a paintbrush?"

"boom!"

The loud sound of the bullet being fired exploded in her ears, and Wang Que was shocked and woke up immediately.

Cui Zuojing was standing in front of the sofa with her arms crossed, and seeing that she had finally woken up, Cui Zuojing raised an eyebrow and said sincerely, "How sleepy are you, can you fall asleep in such a loud noise? "

Wang Que rubbed her eyes and stood up, now there was a reason for her troubles for many days, it was Luo Yin's call to her.

She followed the agreement with Luo Yin, and would not tell anyone about her dream: "Sorry, I may be really tired, and I won't be like this in the future."

Cui Zuojing stared at her for a few seconds and waved his hand: "Don't apologize to me. If you are really tired, go and rest. After all, the time you are not in the box should be used to relax. This training intensity is indeed great for you. A little bit."

Wang Que knew that what Cui Zuojing said was true out of good intentions, but these words made her a little uncomfortable after all.

After joining the team for so long, she has always been dragging her feet, basically not helping others.

Although no one has ever said it, Wang Que still feels useless.

It stands to reason that with her ability, she should be able to do many things.

Wang Que lowered his head and responded muffledly.

Cui Zuojing didn't know what he had done to make the girl in front of him unhappy for an instant. He touched his nose, but it was not easy to ask. He patted her on the shoulder and turned to look for Dong Zheng.

Her mind was full of what Luo Yan said to herself in the dream, and Wang Que didn't have the heart to train anymore. After staying for a while, she left the shooting room and walked to the living room. Take Fu Zhe's key and a pen.

Seeing Wang Que approaching, Cui Zuojing, who was lying on the back of the sofa where Dong Zheng was sitting, lit up and waved: "By the way, isn't there someone who can draw?"

Wang Que: "What's wrong?"

"I want you to do me a favor." Fu Zhe said, "If I remember correctly, Que'er is an art student, if you draw a door, can you achieve the level of confusing the real?"

Wang Que looked at the paintbrush on the table, her right hand trembled uncontrollably.

She clenched her fists hard, recalling Tan Qiuyu's hateful and jealous eyes again in her mind.

Once upon a time, after coming to the Pure White Realm, she tried to pick up the paintbrush again. At that time, she couldn't help but think of her own death.

After she was pushed off the roof by Tan Qiuyu and died, he treated her as a part of his life, loved her with all his heart, raised her parents, how is it now?

She didn't dare to think about it.

Dong Zheng saw her hesitation, connected with Wang Que's various reactions to painting since the acquaintance, and had a rough guess in his heart, saying: "If you don't want to paint, don't force it."

Wang Que immediately shook her head - she didn't want to paint!

She pursed her lower lip, thinking: Why should I give up my favorite thing because of someone else's fault?

This has been her dream from beginning to end.

Wang Que took a deep breath, seemed to be answering Fu Zhe, and said firmly to herself, "I can do it."

She stepped forward and picked up the pen on the table.

An hour later, Dong Zheng and Ai Lun came out of the training room together, and Ai Lun moved his arm that was numb from the recoil, and said: "Yes, you have only learned a few days, and the gun is so stable. ?”

Dong Linhai was praised, he laughed and said, "I feel very friendly when I hold the gun in my hand, maybe it has something to do with its metal texture?"

Fu Zhe didn't let the two continue to chat, and shouted: "Linhai, come and help me do a test."

"What?" Dong Linhai jumped down the last few steps after hearing the words three steps at a time. Seeing Wang Que sitting on the side with his hands behind his back as if clasping something, he couldn't help showing a silly smile to the girl .

Fu Zhe pointed to the black key on the table: "I got a new key, you go and open the door over there, and I'll see if it can have the effect I want."

"Okay." Dong Linhai took the key and took two steps in the direction Fu Zhe indicated, and suddenly exclaimed, "When is there a door here? Did I remember it wrong?"

He turned his head and saw that everyone's faces were the same, and his gaze paused on Dong Zheng's face for a few seconds, to make sure that this group of people should not deliberately join forces to trick him, and he was a little relieved.

Dong Linhai looked at the key twice in the palm of his hand, aimed at the keyhole on the door, and inserted the key.

Huh?This door...is there something wrong?

Dong Linhai thought, before he thought about it carefully, his hand had automatically completed the action of turning the key——

In the expectant eyes of all the members of the living room, the door opened.

Cui Zuojing cheered and excitedly said to Fu Zhe who couldn't help smiling: "This is too amazing!"

And Dong Zheng applauded Wang Que, saying: "I knew you could do it."

Dong Linhai:? ? ?

The doubts in his heart reached the peak. Just now, he saw with his own eyes that the originally flat door suddenly became three-dimensional, and then he opened it.

At this time, Dong Linhai saw the paint on Wang Que's hands that had not been completely washed off.

Suddenly the boy understood everything. He stared at the key in his hand, looked at the half-open door, and exclaimed, "No way! This key really has all the functions of scp-005?!"

spc-005, master key, as a classic item of SCP, besides being able to open all locks, it also has the most important function - perception.

As long as it is considered by the user to be a lock, it can be opened by 005. Similarly, if a lock is disguised as a lock so that the user cannot distinguish it, then 005 will not work.

"This is part of the ability I got after fully controlling the space power carried by "goodwill." Fu Zhe explained with a smile, looking at Wang Que, and said, "Of course, thanks to Que'er's drawing like , otherwise, where do we go to create the condition that the holder firmly believes that there is a lock?"

"I was still deceived." Dong Linhai touched his nose, closed the door, and sat next to Dong Zheng. He looked at Wang Que for a few seconds, and finally couldn't hold back: "It's amazing, since the painting is so good , then why don’t you draw more?”

"I'm the student whose teachers say they are the most gifted, can I not draw well?"

Wang Que seemed to have put aside all her scruples, showing her brightest smile since she came to the Pure White Realm, "From today onwards, you must be careful not to be fooled by my paintings."

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