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    The mist filled the air, the wind was piercing, and the moonlight was hazy.

    In a dark, narrow alley, the originally calm mist suddenly surged.

    After a few breaths, the fog in the middle of the alley suddenly spread outward, and a gray-blue energy void appeared out of thin air.

    With a 'huh', a figure was ejected from the hollow, and then the gray-blue fog hole suddenly shrank. After condensing to the extreme, it quickly rushed to the figure that fell to the ground, did not enter the figure's body, and disappeared...

    "Cold...no shaking..."

    A murmur-like sound sounded.

    I don't know when, the figure had opened his eyes, but he didn't get up, but his eyes were looking straight at the sky with a bit of emptiness.

    After a moment of silence, the figure finally slowly stood up from the icy ground, leaning on the wall with one hand weakly, turning his head to look around.

    Depressed teenager...

    This unexpected crossing completely destroyed his planned life. All life plans were completely wiped out.

    Looking down, the palms and body that were a few sizes smaller were wrapped in clothes that were a few larger sizes.

    He clenched his fists, his fingernails ran across his palms, and the slight pain proved that it was not a dream.

    The expression became more and more sad, and after a while, the boy, no, the child named Kun raised his head, his face was full of tears, and he was extremely depressed.

    "Hit son... where am I..."

    The child turned his head to look around the dark and dirty alley, but did not get any answer, but judging from the style of the surrounding buildings, it was at least a normal civilized world.

    After thinking for a while, the child turned to look at the right hand that was supporting the wall, then withdrew his palm from the wall a little, clenched his fist, and slammed it against the wall.

    After the muffled sound, the child retracted his fist and looked at the shatters and cracks on the wall. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Fortunately, the body has become 10 years old, but the physical fitness has not been retrospected, at least given back. I'm left with the power to protect myself."

    Just as he was about to continue muttering something, the child suddenly turned his head and looked at the exit of the alley more than ten meters away, at the tall figure who appeared in the thick fog at some point.

    pat, pat...

    The leather shoes knocked on the ground, and as the figure approached, the effect of the dense fog was weakened, making the figure of the other party clearer.

    Black trousers and leather shoes, gray turtleneck sweater, black long trench coat, black top gentleman's hat, and black leather gloves.

    The night was dark and windy, and the fog persisted.

    Combining all the surrounding environment, the child couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "How do you see this scene, why is it a crime scene in a film and television drama... and the curse of the Rubik's cube traveler..."

    "Son, why are you here alone?"

    Not waiting for the children to concatenate a complete drama in their hearts, the man suddenly opened his mouth when he was close to five meters, and his tone was very surprised.

    "English?" The child's heart flashed. Immediately after entering the play, the expression on his face quickly added a blank, fearful, and helpless buff.

    "First, sir, I, I can't find my mother."

    "Oh, my poor child." The man didn't change his speed, and took a few steps to the front of the child.

    Bowing his head slightly, the brim of the gentleman's hat covered most of the man's face in the shadows, and after a brief pause, the man said again, "Child, do you remember anything? Where did you and your family get separated? "

    Hearing the words, the child immediately 'raised his hand to wipe his tears' and said, "I-I don't remember, woo woo woo, I want to find my mother."

    Seeing this, the man in the trench coat raised his hand to stroke the child's hair, and said comfortably, "Okay, the child doesn't cry, uncle will help..."

    At this moment, the child Kun was wiping tears with his hands clenching fists instantly, muscles all over his body tense, his strength rising from his feet, gathering his fists, and slamming into the man's lower abdomen.

    However, in the next moment, felt a sudden trance of consciousness, and didn't know anything next.

    Bang!

    With a muffled sound, two small fists hit the man's lower abdomen under inertia, causing the man's body to slam out and fall to the ground with a thud.

    "OH FUK!" An angry curse spewed out from the mouth of the man who fell to the ground.

    The man covered his stomach with his hands, curled up on the ground, trembling all over, and it took a while to calm down a little.

    The feeble swearing and cursing words were constantly vented out, accompanied by the occasional coughing sound, the man spent a lot of time trying to stand up.

    Holding the wall with one hand and barely standing still, the palm of the other hand rubbed the corner of the mouth and the lower lip. After removing the palm, looking at the blood stains on the black glove, another breathless sound of cursing spewed out.

    After a long while, the man seemed to finally catch his breath, and then pulled into his arms and took out a wooden stick.

    Pointing the wooden stick to the stomach that was smashed by the child's hammer, the man's lips moved, and he muttered silently for a while. After a while, the man held the wall in one hand and a wooden stick in the other, and walked laboriously to the child Kun.

    The dark eyes carefully looked at the child lying on the ground, then swept the cracks on the wall next to him, and then looked down at his stomach.

    The fierce eyes receded, and were gradually covered by surprise and fiery color.

    Holding a wooden stick and shaking it not far away, the gentleman's hat that had fallen to the ground flew up automatically, was caught by the man and buckled on his head, and the shadow covered half of the man's face again.

    The corners of the mouth that were not covered by the shadows slanted upward to the sides, and the blood stained between the gums made the man's smile become very hideous...

    "Have you escaped the curse of the Rubik's Cube..."

    Not knowing how long he had been in a coma, the child Kun, who had just woken up, sighed inwardly, then narrowed his eyelids slightly, and quickly turned his eyes to scan the surroundings.

    I didn't see the guy who used inexplicable means to knock himself out, which made the child heave a sigh of relief. Then take a closer look at your surroundings.

    This is a very dark room, about 60 square meters. The interior is lit by only a few candles.

    There are several long wooden tables spliced ​​on both sides against the wall, which are filled with various bottles and cans, and some bottles and cans are soaked with strange-shaped things. The young man observed carefully and found that it was all flesh and viscera, but he couldn't understand what kind of creature it came from.

    "This rhythm... Am I going to get cold?" The child's mouth twitched and he muttered, then continued to observe.

    Turning his gaze to himself, he found himself lying on a stone table in the center of the room.

    Several stone ring buckles extended from the tabletop, fixing all the joints of his limbs, waist, and neck on the tabletop.

    The strange thing is that there is no gap between the loops and the tabletop, as if the loops grew out of the tabletop naturally, so he couldn't understand how he was fixed in it.

    Slightly suppressing the doubts in his heart, he was about to continue to observe the environment in order to find a way to escape, when he heard the door suddenly opened.

    With the creaking sound of the old wooden door, the man who had knocked him unconscious by inexplicable means walked into the room...

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