It was like a prickly ping-pong ball bouncing wildly under his skull, but it was still much better than the pain before.Moreover, it brings some clear pictures of memory.It was a tall, advanced, brilliant, magnificent, dream-like building.Emmmm, these are excluded like autumn pants.In short, even a small village is not what it looks like in front of it.Leon tapped his temple: Okay, don't make a fuss, I know I don't belong here.But is it a big deal?
Is there anyone waiting for me in my world?
Or am there anyone in my world who can't give up?
Or is there really a world of mine?
There is no need for a useless subconscious, Leon himself knows the answer.No one is waiting for me, there is no one I can't give up, there is no world of mine at all.Leon's movements suddenly flickered, this world full of blocks suddenly flashed, what the hell is it?
He blinked, looking back at the village on the hillside, this time his eyes could see farther, and he could see the birds nesting on the thatched roofs, the chickens and ducks walking around the yard, the cats basking on the fence, and the golden badge.The main body of the round coat of arms is two snakes with their tails connected and coiled together, and the rest of the place is occupied by fruitful vines.That building should be a church, or a lord's residence.It is most likely a church, because there is only one bell tower except for the main building, no tower, and no other outbuildings, and in the courtyard outside, there are neatly erected stone tablets with similar shapes, Leon suspects that it should be a tombstone, but most of the garden is blocked by a fence, Leon can't be sure.Fragments of memories resurfaced in Leon's mind during this time, as tall buildings with crosses on top.But from a point of view, it doesn't look like I saw it in person, it's more like a picture from where I saw it.Fig?
Photo?
What kind of photos are used?
His head began to ache again, and Leon stopped thinking deeply.Anyway, someone was found.But just shouting for help and walking over like this?
Yazi who always feels that something is not right.。
Leon decided to observe again, and when he turned around, he went back in the direction he had come, remembering that he had passed by a large tree that he could go up to observe.The tree was hugged by at least eight people, and its thick roots protruded from the ground so that a large area around the tree was devoid of grass.Leon's hand rested on the pitch-black trunk, pondering whether he would climb the tree, as if he could bend the arm on the trunk slightly inward, as if to hug the tree, but it was too bent and turned into a pale snake.With the success of the arm test, Leon's whole person followed and bent towards the tree, wrapped around the rough trunk, spun all the way, climbed up Leon and stopped, he was hungry.Two-thirds of the way up the tree, there is a real yellow-green python.When Leon sat on the branch where the python was, the python also raised its head vigilantly, its thickest waist was even thicker than Leon's thighs.The python's snake letter is suffocating, it obviously doesn't see Leon as a threat, on the contrary, it's a lunch that has been served.The python's head slammed towards Leon's body!
Leon raised his arm slowly and quickly at the python.The skin of his palm cracked into a cross-shaped opening, and the opening quickly bulged outward, and the skin of Leon's entire hand opened, and it was no longer a hand, but a huge mouth.Even though the python was a cold-blooded animal with no expression, its face still showed horror, and it tried to change its angle, and it even let go of the lower half of its body wrapped around the branches, intending to escape from the bright red mouth by falling.It worked!
It fell!
It's whew!
The big mouth swallowed the python's head in one gulp, and the second the python thought he was out of trouble, Leon's arm was elongated.It made his arm look like a plant with a white stem and a bewitching red and white flower.There was no sound of chewing or digestion, just a slightly comical suck, and the python disappeared from head to tail.Chapter 3Leon, whose arms had returned to his original shape, looked no different from before, and he turned around and continued to wrap around the trunk upwards before finally stopping near the top of the canopy, hiding himself behind the lush foliage.In fact, he didn't like the way he ate just now, although it didn't waste anything at all, but it didn't make him taste any flavor or texture.Leon's mind conjured up images of a large amount of food, many of which still smelled, causing a large amount of saliva to secrete in his mouth, and his already full body began to gurgle and cry for hunger again.Leon patted his belly: Dude, bear with me.Because it was too high, the branch where Leon was kept shaking, and his hands were relaxed on the branch, not afraid of this degree of shaking, on the contrary, he liked it very much, and there was a pleasant feeling.Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath of the fresh air from the treetops, Leon turned his attention to the village.His eyes began to change, his pupils became larger, and the whites of his eyes became thin golden circles, like eagle's eyes.Not only can he see farther, but the colors of the world in his eyes are also more vivid.The village was not small, and a large part of its buildings were on that side of the hillside, and Leon decided to wait until tonight to get around.Not all the houses in the village have thatched roofs, there are some wooden roofs, and very few stone tile roofs, and most people are also active on that side.Around noon, people were returning to their homes on this side of the hill.They were all dressed loosely and rudimentarily, with men wearing shirts and wide-legged bibs with short hair.The women wore long skirts, some wore their hair tied up and wore small lace hats, some simply wore long braids, and wooden shoes were worn by both men and women.This way of living, this kind of clothing crosses!
Two large words appeared in Leon's mind, and his subconscious began to jump in the skull again.Well, it's me going from one world to another.Leon muttered to himself, as if to someone else, but so what?
As I said, the original world has nothing to do with me.Leon pressed his temple, and subconsciously jumped twice, popping up some images.The woman who turned his back to him, the man who held the hand of another woman, the family of four with his back to him, the closed door, the cold and narrow space, and the death of various processes that were colorful but could not change the facts, severed limbs, internal organs, accompanied by a terrible roar, filled his vision with blood.Even though Leon couldn't see the faces of those people, only a rough outline, the scene of death was so real that he could even smell the stench of corpses clearly.But in Leon's eyes, there was only a faint pain that brought unhappiness, and these things were a little difficult to arouse his interest, let alone make him panic or fear.When the pain had subsided, Leon turned his gaze to the village.Now that most of the people had returned to their homes to eat, and there were no idlers walking around the village, Leon found himself a very patient man, and he could sit quietly and watch even the same scenery, and he would not feel impatient in his heart.This situation feels a bit familiar, I used to sit on a high place and watch the scenery?
Hey?
I'm not interested, but I'm still exploring myself.In fact, the subconscious mind is the most essential me, and he can already explain the problem by jumping vigorously.However, it hurts a lot Leon sighed, before finding a way to die that he can accept, just from the perspective of self-preservation, he should also try to recover his memory, after all, his past self obviously knows more about the power he has than his current self.So, then, be patient a little.Leon began to dig into his own memories, though it was more like chiseling his own brain with a chisel.The subconscious that was alive and kicking before, after he took the initiative, immediately disappeared, leaving Leon alone.The pain was so severe that he had to touch his skull after a while, lest the top of the skull actually crack out and leak out of his brain, and he didn't notice it.But that didn't stop Leon from observing the village, and he made new discoveries.There were not only normal people, but also abnormal people, at least not the kind of normal people that Leon subconsciously told him.When it was close to dusk and the sun showed only one outline in the west, groups of people walked from the woods to the village.Some of them carried their prey on their shoulders, some hobbled with each other's arms, and some hurried with their heads bowed silently.The men were dressed in a very different style from the villagers, some wearing robes, some wearing leather blouses and tight trousers, and some wearing some metal armor.Mages, assassins or archers, warriors, I wonder if there are priests?
Let's ignore the images of the little people who look like people and don't look like people thrown out of the subconscious, jumping up and down to attack the giant demon.Abnormal people appear among these people who are dressed differently from the villagers.Leon saw blue-skinned, red-skinned, and gray-skinned, and this skin tone problem was only a relatively small difference.He also saw a wolf's head, a cow's head, and a head that he couldn't say anything.Even, there are men and women similar to Leon, with horns on their heads.The wizarding world?
Isn't the world of my past a magical world?
But in the past, I was familiar with the use of power.Leon looked down at his hands, cracks on the backs of their hands, and the cracks opened, revealing black eyes full of doubt, looking at him affectionately.Isn't that magic?
Is it just that I'm of a special race?
The eyes on the back of his hand closed, and Leon put the question off for the time being.Because the answer is actually very simple, that is, he wants to recover his memory.But memory is a little goblin, when you look for it, it's not there, when you don't, it gives you a headache, but these adventurers (subconsciously pushed the word up), when did they enter the woods?
In the morning, I didn't even meet any of them.Luck?
If there are only one or two teams, it can be chalked up to luck.Now there are dozens of teams, if not more, and I didn't cover up in the process of coming out, which is not luck.Leon tilted his head and thought for a moment, he thought of the stream that was guiding his direction.He hadn't met any adventurers, and if it weren't for the strange forces of a third party, the adventurers wouldn't have come near the stream.He didn't think there was anything wrong there, not only did he rub his own flesh and shine in his own shadow, but he also walked all the way by the water, occasionally stepping into the water.But I'm not a normal person, and I don't have enough information to be sure.Leon looked at the village, this matter is put down first, the first thing is to integrate into the village of normal people.When it was darker, Leon looked at the sun, which was struggling to show his face and unwilling to set, he leaned against the branch behind him and closed his eyes.When he woke up from a nap, Leon grabbed the index finger of his left hand and pulled it outward, his index finger was stretched longer, and fine black scales grew on his skin, when the index finger was completely broken, blood did not flow from the severed finger, but a new finger grew very quickly.On Leon's right hand, a small black snake was obediently entangled.This is not an application method dug up from memory, but the experience of grazing flesh and blood to bathe last night, plus the instinct to eat with his hands today, plus his ability to climb the tree.
Body.He threw the little snake straight down, and the skin on the snake's abdomen opened up and turned into a thin sheet, with only the head and thin tail remaining in place.Under the cover of night, the snake glided very close to the village.As soon as it landed, the baby snake reverted to its normal snake appearance, uh, not exactly.The normal snake known to Leon was hearing-retarded and basically blind, and used the senses of heat, taste, and smell to describe the world.The snake's sense of sight and hearing is excellent.And sharing all the senses with Leon, who can hear what it hears, can see what it sees.The little snake wagged its tail and moved quickly.@#￥！
#@#%@#￥%！
The village is surrounded by low walls, with a lookout at the entrance, and at night, militia-like men stand guard with spears.This is also the first time Leon has heard people in this world talking, of course, he still can't understand.Said that the good traverser comes with a translation function?
Liars garbage subconscious, shut up.For this subconscious that often turns out some useless memories, Leon is also speechless.The snake's entry through the door was unincidental, it was too small and silent for the guards who were focused on chatting to notice.Leon was also worried about some kind of magic barrier to distinguish friend from foe, or magic circle to repel snakes and insects, but maybe the nature of this snake was special?
This is another question that can be answered by having more exposure to the world.The little snake continued to move on, and the streets were filled with stones, the surface of which had been trampled very smooth by passers-by, and some of them would even reflect in the bright moonlight.In the houses on both sides of the street, there were all kinds of noises, the language Leon could not understand, but he could understand the laughter.Ah, of course, he could understand the screams, especially the ones that happened to come from the house next to the little snake.The door suddenly opened, and a young girl wanted to rush out of the room, but her hair was firmly grasped by a large thick hand, one of her hands pressed her scalp, and the other hand reached forward, and her eyes looked in the same direction: @#¥!
#￥#！
#￥@@#！！！
Chapter 4 The girl was crying for help, even though Leon couldn't understand her language, but her tone, her expression, and her movements were very clear.The little snake's head turned in the direction she was pointing, and he heard a woman's cry: Oh!
Phoebe @#@#玛莎!
A man called the woman back, and the wooden window was slammed tightly, and in a few moments the moans of men and women working could be heard in the room.
Recite.
Sound.And in the cabin where the girl tried to escape, there were constant screams, the sound of fist slamming, and the sound of cursing that Leon could not understand, but also understood from the tone.The little snake moved, and climbed directly along the wall to the window, and the wooden window was also tightly closed, but the black snake turned into a snake piece and easily got through the crack in the window.There was no light in the room, but the snake could still see clearly.The man who beat him was a giant man, his muscles were bulging, and his fist was half the size of a girl's head, and he smelled of sweat and wine.The girl was no longer moving, and the man grabbed her long hair again, quickly dragged her to the edge of the bed, and threw her over.Only the upper half of the girl's body was leaning against the bed, and the giant man was already impatiently unbuckling his belt, and their bed was right at the window.The little snake bounced off the windowsill, and the giant man with his head held high and unleashed was really a suitable target for attack.The little snake bit the man's neck accurately.He could suck the man's bones and flesh whole, but the moment he bit the target, Leon's subconscious came out, and this time it was more useful to provide a fairly complete ability.The little snake didn't suck the man's flesh away, it turned into a dark red blood, and got into the man's neck through one of the teeth marks it had bitten out.When the last drop of blood disappeared, the man even reacted, covering his neck and letting out a terrible scream.There is no such force and strength as when he beat a young girl just now.He clutched his neck, rushed out of the house with a stream of urine, and continued to howl: @#¥!
#￥！
The little snake had now turned into flesh and blood, parasitic on the man's cervical vertebrae, and spread along the blood vessels, covering half of his brain.He is able to see what men see, hear what men hear, and if he wants to, he can control men to do anything, such as kissing and loving his own ass with a reddened iron bar.What's even more interesting is that he can keep a man alive until the last moment of his life if he wants to.