Chapter 6: Curse

Chapter 6: Curse

A thin mist filled the air, the cold wind was bone-chilling, and the moonlight was hazy.

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

After a few breaths, the mist in the middle of the alley suddenly spread out, and a grayish-blue energy hole appeared out of thin air. for new novels

With a 'hu' sound, a figure shot out of the hole, and then the grayish-blue fog hole suddenly shrank, condensing to the extreme, and then quickly rushed to the figure that fell to the ground. It submerged into the body of the figure and disappeared...

"It's Cold..."

A murmur that seemed to be in his sleep sounded.

At some point in time, the figure had already opened his eyes at some point in time, but he did not get up. Instead, he looked at the sky with empty eyes.

After a moment of silence, the figure finally slowly stood up from the cold ground. He leaned against the wall with one hand weakly and turned around to look around.

The young man was depressed...

This unexpected transmigration completely destroyed the life he had planned out, and all his life plans were completely soaked in soup.

He lowered his head and looked down. His palm and body, which were a few times smaller, were wrapped in clothes that were a few times bigger.

He clenched his fists and scratched his palm with his nails. The slight pain proved that it was not a dream.

The expression on his face became more and more depressed. After a while, young man, no, the child named Kun raised his head, and his face was full of tears and depression.

"Damn it... Where am I..."

The child turned around and looked around the dark and dirty alley, but he did not get any answer. However, 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 his right hand holding the wall, and then withdrew his palm from the wall a little. He clenched his fist and punched the wall.

Bang

After a muffled sound, the child withdrew his fist and looked at the cracks and cracks on the wall. Then he sighed softly and whispered, "Fortunately, although my body has become 10 years old, my physical fitness has not been reversed. At least I have the power to protect myself."

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

The man held his stomach with both hands and curled up on the ground, trembling. Only after a while did he recover a little...

The weak cursings continued to leak out. Along with the occasional cough, the man took a lot of effort to stand up.

With one hand on the wall, he barely managed to stand up. The other hand wiped the corner of his mouth and lower lip. After taking his hand away, he looked at the bloodstains on the black gloves and cursed weakly.

After a long time, the man seemed to finally catch his breath. Then, he took out a wooden stick...

The man pointed the wooden stick at the stomach that had been smashed by the child Kun. The man's lips moved, and he muttered silently for a while.

After a while, the man held the wall with one hand and the wooden stick with the other. He walked to the child Kun with difficulty. His gloomy eyes carefully sized up the child who was lying on the ground. He glanced at the cracks on the wall next to him and looked down at his stomach.

The fierce look in his eyes faded away, and he was gradually covered by surprise and heat.

Holding the wooden stick in his hand, he swayed not far away. The gentleman's hat that had fallen to the ground earlier automatically flew over. The man caught it and pinned it on his head. The shadow once again covered half of the man's face.

The corners of the mouth that were not covered by the shadow were slanted to both sides, stained with blood between the gums, making the man's smile very ferocious...

...

"Have I not escape the curse of Rubik's Cube..."

Not knowing how long he had been unconscious, the child, Kun, who had just woken up, sighed in his heart. Then, he slightly narrowed his eyes and quickly scanned his surroundings with his eyeballs.

The child could not help but heave a sigh of relief when he did not see the fellow who had used an inexplicable method to make him unconscious. Then, he carefully checked his surroundings.

This was a very dark room, about sixty square meters. The room was only lit up by a few candles.

There were several long wooden tables on both sides of the wall. There were all kinds of bottles and jars on them. Some of them were soaked in strange things. He observed them carefully and found that they were all flesh and organs, but he could not understand what kind of creature they came from.

"This... Am I going to die?" The corners of the child's mouth twitched. He muttered to himself and continued to observe. He turned his gaze to himself and found himself lying on the stone table in the middle of a living room.

Several ring stones extended out from the table, fixing all the limbs, waist, and neck joints on the table.

Strangely, there was no connection between the rings and the table, as if these rings grew naturally from the table, which made him unable to understand how it was fixed. He suppressed the doubts in his heart and was about to continue observing the environment to find a way to get out when he heard the door suddenly open.

With a creaking sound from the old wooden door, the man who knocked him out with inexplicable means walked into the room...