Mr. Landlord [Comprehensive Yingmei]

So... what's going on here?

Hotch looked around in a daze. The dense leaves covered the sky so that there was no light. This is an extremely vast mountain forest. There are dead branches and fallen leaves piled up for an unknown number of years under his feet. It is soft and slippery when stepped on. He saw something Thin bugs squirmed in the mud, making people subconsciously hairy and full of discomfort.

He took two steps back, his shoes got stuck in the mud and he struggled to pull them out.

Is it a dream?

A few strange big birds that can only exist in myths and legends sang and fluttered their wings, their colorful feathers trembled, and little phosphorescence sprinkled down in the wind, reflecting the gorgeous and bright glow in the sun.

Hotch cautiously took two steps back to avoid the falling phosphorescence—the fact proved that his decision was very correct, the speck of phosphorescence falling on the ground instantly turned into clusters of bright flames, trembling and flickering, and a little spark splashed on the ground. Touching the back of Hotch's hand, he gasped in pain, and there was an additional burn mark on the back of his hand.

Well, it doesn't seem like a dream.

He clenched his fists to restrain the pain and panic, and tried his best to maintain calm and rationality.

Don't panic, stay calm.

He looked around and climbed onto a rock that was a little higher and looked safer, maintaining as little movement as possible, and then began to check the equipment on his body.

No matter what, you must first ensure your own survival.

Thank God he was not wearing the pajamas in the apartment, but the body armor and boots that he wore when he went to some of the more dangerous areas for field work, and his two guns stayed where they should be. It was also full.

He also found in his pocket a compass that stopped turning and didn't work, a few compress biscuits and chocolates, and a dagger strapped to his ankle.

The equipment is fairly complete, it's almost like playing a survival game.

Hotch looked up and looked around, and suddenly had a very strong recognition and desire.

This is a mountain, and he wants to climb to the top of the mountain.

——The game task is coming.

Sitting here is tantamount to waiting for death. He squatted down, stuffed his pants into his boots, and stepped slowly on the ground.

The soft and muddy ground swallowed up the soles of his boots in an instant, making it difficult for him to walk.

He didn't know which direction he was going, but the compass in his hand was always pointing in one direction, a direction that was neither south nor north, but a little southeast by southeast, as if the pointer was broken.

Task reminder.

Hotch pursed his lips, took a deep breath, carefully pulled his boots out of the mud, and walked towards the direction pointed by the compass.

The tall and short forests quickly swallowed his figure.

It's like a giant beast, devouring a prey that has thrown itself into the net.

At this time Hotch didn't notice that in the dark forest where not even a gleam of light could penetrate, his vision was still clear without being affected in the slightest.

This is a world far beyond imagination for ordinary people. Hotch sees countless creatures that should only exist in imagination.

The gorgeous red python is entangled on the tree, and the red fluorescence around it falls like a flaming flame. The fine sparks fall on the tree, but it is like water falling into boiling oil, and it crackles into a ball in an instant, and the leaves of the tree are like being covered by this. The flame ignited, shining bright silver light.

Under the fire trees and silver flowers live small mushrooms, or small mushroom people. They have thick mushroom caps on their heads, and they are not afraid of sparks falling. Their feet are thick and big, and they step on the mud It won't sink in either.

They are timid natives, different from those alien beasts who watched Hotch struggle through the woods with cold eyes. When they saw this huge existence approaching from a distance, they quickly fled into In the burrow, only the mushroom-like cover is left to block the outside.

Hotch noticed that the grass around the mushroom cap was green and free of bugs, so he picked some grass juice from the ground and applied it to his clothes and boots.

This worked, there were far fewer bugs sticking to the boots when he stomped on them.

The biggest consolation for him is that these aborigines, who are not very easy to mess with at first glance, have no ill intentions towards him. Just like the background in the game copy, they can actually cope with the dangers.

His real enemy was the tremendous psychological stress, the rapidly depleting physical strength, and the dehydration that accompanies physical exertion.

The surrounding trees are exactly the same no matter how he walks, he always seems to see a giant red python entwined on the tree, its beautiful ruby-like eyes staring at him from high above, and every tree it stops on will ignite bright lights. The brilliance turned into ashes as it meandered away.

Where did he go, was it at the foot of the mountain, or at the foot of the mountain, or was he always circling in circles?The forest was so silent that only his tired and heavy breathing could be heard, and the smell of blood came out of his mouth one after another. Hotch silently counted his heartbeats. If a beat was one second, then he was walking intermittently. After nearly three hours, there were no supplies, and no source of drinking water was found. Apart from his will, what supported him was the pendant hanging around his neck that continuously supplied him with strength.

Absolutely can't fall down here. Hotch could feel the twinkling eyes in the surrounding forest, those beings dare not act rashly now, once he fell down, it is estimated that there would be no chance to stand up again.

After being exhausted to the limit, he began to enter a trance state, his limbs moved forward independently of the control of his will, maybe it was a hallucination, he saw many things that shouldn't exist.

However, he has to admit that those are what he longs for in his heart, loving and harmonious parents, a perfect childhood, fewer murders, more crimes being strangled in the cradle, and a lover who can understand and support his work , and children, lovely, angelic children.

Everything is almost perfect, so perfect that he can't extricate himself from sinking into it. Everyone he sees tells him to stay and not to leave.

Since the present world is stable, why bother to move forward.

stay...

stay...

Sometimes I have to admit the tenacity of human nature. Even if I shake for a moment, I will try my best to tell myself what is real and what is false in a blink of an eye, pushing myself forward forcefully.

The giant red python entwined on the tree screamed silently while spitting out the letter, threatening the surrounding ferocious beasts to retreat.

It carefully followed the man in front, its winding snake body rolled over the withered branches and leaves on the ground, and the tiny flames on the scales cleared a winding path on the ground.

It doesn't understand why its master wants to follow this man. Although the breath on his body makes him feel close and comfortable, it doesn't make his master look at him differently. This is an ordinary human being with a weak body and no special abilities. Purebred to no longer purebred human beings, the only slightly commendable yin-yang eyes and ghost-friendly physique are not unusual in the master's group, and eight or nine out of ten children born every year are like this This kind of physique is even stronger.

If you don't understand, you don't want to.The red python shook its not very clever head, and while following the footsteps of the humans in front, it rolled up a few birds perched on the tree with its tail and stuffed them into its mouth for a tooth offering.

Qingxiu, who eats the wind and drinks dew on the mountain every day, almost has a bird in his mouth.

Hotch didn't notice the big tail behind him, he fell into a very strange state now, the body and the soul seemed to be divided into two parts, the body moved forward tirelessly, the soul was overwhelmed and wanted to stay, all kinds of Various illusions unfolded in front of him, from sweet illusions to terrifying nightmares, all kinds of strange scenes that he could not imagine unfolded in front of him.

He began to miss the past more and more, and felt more and more hopeless and helpless. He stopped involuntarily and watched his body leave.

He didn't know how far he had walked, and he didn't know how long he had walked, but he just let his exhausted body leave.

The red python saw the human in front of him stop, narrowed his eyes and raised his body, ready to rush up and roll up the human to take him up the mountain. To his surprise, a few seconds later, the human walked slowly again.

Hotch is indeed at his limit, every cell in him is screaming and refusing to move, yet it seems that some invisible force pushes him.

He seems to have seen that apartment again. The central square is only a 5-minute drive away. The walls of the three-storey building are covered with vines. There are tall plane trees planted outside the window. A cat is lazily lying on the tree basking in the sun. Pushing away, Dansha held her chin and sang an incomprehensible Chinese ballad, her braids flickered, her red skirt shone in the sun, and Wu Cong was behind her with a face full of helplessness trying to make her calm down , the hair tie adorned with precious gemstones on her wrist perfectly matches the skirt on her body.

"Uncle Hotch!" Dansha's eyes were bright, and she shouted while leaning on the window sill, "You're back!"

Wu Cong looked at him with a smile, his eyes flickering with a gentle smile.

The smell of spices that he is not used to but very good smell hovered around him again. The high net worth of every inch of gold has a quiet fragrance that matches it. Wu Cong always has a bit of this fragrance on him. He has gradually become accustomed to being surrounded by this smell.

The trousers were pulled, Hotch lowered his head, and the little white ball tugged at his trousers, urging him to move forward.

Go a little further, go a little further, don't stop, go forward.

Opening the door and going upstairs, he saw the half-closed door in front of him. He stretched out his hand and carefully pushed the door open, and suddenly everything became clear.

Whether it is the deep forest or the illusion, the white jade platform is filled with smog. A young man is standing in front of him, who is almost exactly the same as Wu Cong. He is wearing a green robe and his long hair is loose, and there is a small green snake wrapped around his feet. .

At a glance, Hotch can tell the difference between him and Wu Cong.

This person looks more... more distant, even if he smiles, he can't get close to him, just like the clouds in the sky.

"I've wanted to see you for a long time." He sighed softly, and his voice sounded directly from the bottom of Hotch's heart, "My marriage in the afterlife."

"I, a down and out immortal, have nothing in my body, so I will give this as a gift."

He cut off a long strand of hair and tied it around Hotch's wrist.

"Hotch!" Hotch turned his head and saw Wu Cong standing behind him, his face pale and panting.

"You should go." The man said with a smile, his palm on Hotch's hair, it was bone-chillingly cold, "This is not the time for you to stay."

Climb ten thousand ladders, overcome thousands of demons, walk over the Great Wilderness Mountain and ascend the immortal platform.

Immortals caress my top and endure longevity.

In the next second, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, and everything disappeared.

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"Big witch, where is the human being?" The red python climbed up to the white jade platform and wrapped his arms around the man's ankle affectionately.

"Go where he should go." The corner of the man's lips curled into a slight smile, and his white jade-like fingertips landed on the top of the red python's head.

"Is the big witch happy?" Red Python asked.

"Maybe." He was stunned, and then replied, "If the afterlife is like that, falling would not be so terrible."

"The great witch is a fairy, will the fairy die too?"

"Wu Xian is just a messenger connecting heaven and earth. When the connection between heaven and earth is cut off one day, I naturally don't need to exist anymore."

"Where are we going?" Red Python asked again.

"Go to the East China Sea." The man said, with a small pendant in his palm, Huang Cong was covered with bloodstains, cracked everywhere due to resisting the demons.

"Go and see what the Merman's Shishijing looks like."

The clouds and mist gradually deepened, and after the clouds cleared and the fog cleared, there was no one on the Baiyu Terrace.

The author has something to say: the text ends here [Sahua

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