The mist is thick, the wind is biting, and the moonlight is hazy.
In a dark, narrow alley, the originally calm mist suddenly surged.
After a few breaths, the fog in the middle section of the alley suddenly spread outwards, and a surging gray-blue energy hole appeared out of thin air.
With a 'whoosh', a figure sprayed out from the hole, and then the gray-blue fog hole suddenly shrank. After condensing to the extreme, it quickly rushed towards the fallen figure, submerged into that figure, and disappeared...
"Cold...not shaking..."
A murmur like a gibbering sounded.
At some point, the figure had opened its eyes, but did not stand up. Instead, it stared blankly at the sky.
After a moment of silence, the figure finally slowly stood up from the cold ground, weakly supported the wall with one hand, turned around and looked around.
The boy is depressed...
This unexpected time travel completely destroyed his planned life. All his life plans were completely ruined.
Looking down, I saw that my hands and body, which were a few sizes too small, were wrapped in clothes that were a few sizes too big.
He clenched his fists and scratched his palms with his nails. The slight pain proved that it was not a dream.
His expression became more and more sad, and after a while, the boy, no, the child named Kun raised his head, his face full of tears and extremely depressed.
"You're cheating your son...where am I..."
The child turned his head and looked around the dark and dirty alley, but did not get any answer. However, judging from the style of the surrounding buildings, it was at least a normal civilized world.
After thinking for a moment, the child turned to look at the right hand holding the wall, then took his palm slightly away from the wall, clenched his fist, and punched the wall violently.
bang
After the muffled sound, the child retracted his fist and looked at the chips and cracks on the wall. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and murmured in a low voice: "Fortunately, my body has turned 10 years old, but my physical fitness has not been restored. At least it has been restored."
I left behind the power of self-preservation.”
Just as he was about to continue muttering something, the child suddenly turned his head and looked towards the exit of the alley more than ten meters away, looking at the tall figure that appeared in the thick fog at an unknown time.
Click, click...
Leather shoes knocked on the ground, and as the figure approached, the masking effect of the thick fog weakened, making the figure of the other party clear.
Black trousers and leather shoes, gray turtleneck sweater, black long windbreaker, black tall gentleman's hat, and black leather gloves.
The night was dark and windy, with thick fog lingering.
Combined with all the surrounding environment, the children couldn't help but murmur in their hearts: "No matter how you look at this scene, it is a crime scene in movies and TV dramas... and there is also the curse of the Rubik's Cube traveler..."
"Child, why are you here alone?"
Before the child could complete the whole drama in his mind, the man suddenly spoke when he was about five meters away, with a very surprised tone.
"English?" A thought flashed in the child's mind. Then he immediately fell into drama, and the expression on his face quickly added confusion, fear, and helplessness.
"First of all, sir, I, I can't find my mother."
"Oh, my poor child." The man stepped in front of the child without shifting gears.
Lowering his head slightly, the brim of the gentleman's hat covered most of the man's face in shadow. After a brief pause, the man spoke again: "My child, do you remember anything? Where did you and your family get separated?"
"
When the child heard this, he immediately raised his hands to wipe his tears and said, "I, I don't remember, wuwuwu, I want to find my mother."
Upon seeing this, the man in the trench coat raised his hand and stroked the child's hair, and comforted him: "Okay, kid, don't cry, uncle will help..."
At this moment, Kid Kun's hands, which were wiping away tears, clenched into fists, and the muscles all over his body tensed up. The force came from his feet, gathered his fists, and punched the man's abdomen violently.
However, in the next moment, I felt that my consciousness was suddenly in a trance, and I didn't know anything next.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and two small fists hit the man's lower abdomen under the inertia, causing the man's body to fly out suddenly and fall to the ground with a thud.
"Oh fuck!" An angry curse came out of the mouth of the man who fell to the ground.
The man covered his stomach with both hands, curled up on the ground and trembled all over. It took a while before he felt a little relieved.
Weak curses and curses were constantly vented out of his mouth, accompanied by coughs from time to time. It took a lot of effort for the man to stand up.
He held onto the wall with one hand to barely stand still, and the palm of his other hand wiped the corner of his mouth and lower lip. After taking his palm away, he looked at the blood stains on the black gloves, and another wave of weak curses spewed out of his mouth.
After a long while, the man seemed to finally catch his breath, then he reached into his arms and took out a wooden stick.
Pointing the wooden stick at the stomach where Kid Kun had been hit by the hammer, the man moved his lips and muttered silently for a while. After a while, the man held the wall with one hand and carried the wooden stick in the other, and walked to the front of Kid Kun with great effort.
He carefully looked at the child lying on the ground with gloomy eyes, then scanned the cracked marks on the wall next to him, and then looked down at his belly.
The stern eyes receded and were gradually covered with surprise and fiery color.
He held the wooden stick and swung it not far away. The gentleman's hat that had fallen to the ground flew automatically. It was caught by the man and put on his head. The shadow once again covered half of the man's face.
The corners of his mouth that were not covered by the shadow grinned diagonally upward to both sides. The blood stained between the gums made the man's smile become very ferocious...
"Have you not escaped the curse of the Rubik's Cube..."
I don't know how long he had been in a coma. The child Kun, who had just woken up, sighed inwardly, then slightly opened his eyelids, and quickly moved his eyes to scan the surrounding area.
The child couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as he didn't see the guy who used inexplicable means to knock himself out. Then he carefully checked the surrounding environment.
This is a very dark room, about sixty square meters in size. The room is only lit by a few candles.
Several long wooden tables were spliced together against the walls on both sides. They were filled with various bottles and jars, and some jars were soaked with strange-shaped things. The boy looked carefully and found that they were all flesh and blood, but he couldn't see anything.
Know what kind of creature it comes from.
"This rhythm... makes me feel cold?" The child twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered, then continued to observe.
Turning his gaze towards himself, he found that he was lying on a stone table in the center of the room.
Several stone rings extended from the tabletop, fixing all the joints of his limbs, waist, and neck on the tabletop.
The strange thing was that there was no connecting gap between the buckles and the tabletop. It was as if the buckles grew naturally from the tabletop, making him confused as to how he was fixed in.
I suppressed my doubts for a while, and was about to continue observing the environment to find a way to escape, when I heard the door of the room being opened suddenly.
With the creaking sound of the old wooden door, the man who had knocked him unconscious through inexplicable means walked into the room...