Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 313 The Cage of Fools ([-])

Go back and forth?

Hearing the sudden knock on the door, Fu Qian immediately thought of the disguised female cleaning lady.

That person is obviously malicious, and the probability of even being human is not high.

If it was really her who went and came back, I am afraid that the person who came was not kind.

Violetta was also alert, put down the food in her hand, and made a silent gesture before rushing forward.

Fu Qian nodded, signaling her to wait where she was, and got up and walked towards the door.

The knock on the door only rang once and then fell silent, and this kind of old-fashioned door has no peepholes.

In the silence, Fu Qian held the handle and opened it silently.

The next moment, he found that it was not the previous woman who knocked on the door.

The round-haired red dress stood on a long cross—it turned out to be the kind of scarecrow I saw on the way here.

What is particularly eye-catching is that the scarecrow's body is wet, and even dripping water drops, which makes people suspect that it is the previous one.

Or has it always been one?
As expected of Snow White, there are so many visitors here!

However, compared to the previous women, the scarecrow's reaction was weird, and he didn't even seem to be in a hurry to come in.

Even though the door has been opened a crack, it still stands in place, but its body shakes slightly, as if it is swaying with the wind.

The knocking sound just now should have come from its arm knocking on the door.

Even so, this scene at night was indescribably weird.

"hello."

Seeing this, Fu Qian did not rush to close the door, but greeted him with a smile.

"Are you looking for brains? Unfortunately, the witch hasn't arrived yet."

Seeing that there was no response from the other party, Fu Qian added another sentence.

It's a pity that the Scarecrow remained silent, just blocking the door silently.

Ok.

The communication was fruitless, so I closed the door and returned it before paying.

"What's out there?"

Violetta immediately asked questions and handed over a piece of cake.

"Our old friend, the Scarecrow, and it looks decidedly more polite than the one just now."

Fu Qian didn't refuse this time, so he took it and took a bite.

Soft and sweet, really tasty.

"The one in the red dress?"

Violetta froze for a moment, then shook her head.

"It's not an old friend of mine, I haven't heard my mum say it before."

So it's not even an acquaintance, this one has appeared many times before.

This was unexpected, Fu Qian scratched his face with his fingers, thoughtful.

"It's okay, we'll keep it outside as before."

Violetta thought for a while and said.

"Are you so sure they can't get in?"

Fu Qian looked at her a little funny.

"Yes, mother said, as long as the house is made of bricks, it will be safe if the door is closed."

Violetta looked serious.

A house made of bricks is safe, all right.

In this dimension, it may not be unreasonable.

Boom!

The next moment, a strange sound interrupted Fu Qian's train of thought.

He immediately picked up Violetta while looking in the direction of the sound.

The curtains in the distance are fluttering and fluttering, and a big hole in the wall is exposed between the ups and downs, and the wind and rain outside are faintly visible.

Do Brick Wards expire so quickly?
Hahahaha!

Fu Qian was puzzled, and a series of standard villain laughter came.

This sputum-like voice sounds like a witch in legends!

Did I set the flag just now!

Fu Qian subconsciously threw Violetta behind her and stood in front of her.

The next moment, a shiny green ball passed through the hole in the wall and flew into the house.

Instead of dodging, Fu Qian stretched out his palm and caught it through his sleeve.

Apple?

Fu Qian looked at the things in his hand and frowned.

What was thrown in like a grenade was a green apple.

It is huge, looks plump and juicy, and has a full head.

Could it be that this thing smashed the wall open just now?

So the apple that killed Snow White did not rely on poison, but physical attack!
Before paying, he put the apple in his pocket and continued to look outside.

As expected, amidst the thunder and lightning, a speeding figure appeared very quickly.

It was a witch in the traditional sense, with a wrinkled face, a long hooked nose, a black cloak covering the whole body, and a hunched on a slender broom.

Seeing Fu Qian looking over, this man gave another series of high-pitched, weird smiles, and threw another apple over while shaking his hands.

What an irritable old lady!No attempt at communication comes with it.

Fu Qian caught it again, this time without any clothes.

At the same time, he also confirmed his doubt just now—not only was there no brick on the outer wall of the blasted room, it even melted slowly under the washing of the rain.

Could this wall be the legendary biscuit house?No wonder there are no windows.

It seems strange at first glance, but it makes no sense when you think about it.

This scene also inspired Fu Qian. Under Violetta's puzzled gaze, he quickly tapped on the wall next to him.

It was obvious that I couldn't stay in the house anymore, and there was another scarecrow blocked at the door, so I needed to find another way.

It's a pity that the touch from the hand is very hard, which is obviously not the case.

Without wasting time, Fu Qian took a few steps to the opposite wall and got a different feedback this time.

Taking a step back, Fu Qian aimed at the center of the wall, and threw the apple in his hand directly onto it.

Boom!

The moment the apple touched the wall, it directly triggered a small-scale explosion.

As the debris flew, a hole appeared on the wall in an instant.

Looking from here, the other side of the hole was pitch black, and it seemed to be an empty room.

Without hesitation, Fu Qian picked up Violetta and jumped directly through the hole.

And almost at the same time, there was an explosion at the original position.

It's brutal!

With emotion, Fu Qian kept moving his hands.

The room was pitch black, and according to the layout he remembered, he quickly reached the door.

The hallway with dark carpet appeared again.

Until then, Fu Qian put Violetta down.

What surprised him was that Snow White, who had been nearly wiped out physically by the Apple, had no fear on her face at this moment, but was filled with inexplicable joy.

"It's actually a wall made of biscuits, I haven't noticed it before!"

Violetta was jumping with excitement, but she still knew how to keep her voice down.

This is the so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

Fu Qian expressed his heartfelt admiration.

"That apple is so powerful, can I have a look?"

The next moment, Violetta pointed at Fu Qian's hand again.

Just now I picked up two apples from the witch with empty hands, one was used to blow up the wall, and now there is one left.

What do you think of this thing? You don’t want to eat it, do you?

Fu Qian ignored her, motioned her to stay where she was, ran a few steps forward, and glanced at the door of the room just now.
In the blink of an eye, the scarecrow outside the door had disappeared.

(End of this chapter)