Old Domain Bizarre

Chapter 16 Going Home
When he arrived at the painting, fear and pain resurfaced in his mind. Two different things kept surging and intertwining in Zhang Wenda's mind, making him feel like he was dying. He knelt down on one knee in agony.

Seeing Zhang Wenda like this, the black cat next to him jumped onto his shoulder, ready to stretch out its claws and tear the whole painting in his place.

"Wait! I'll do it, I can..."

Zhang Wenda stood up again, pinching the gap in the painting with two fingers, his inner fear intensifying.

But he didn't stop. Instead, he increased the force in his hands, and under Zhang Wenda's wide-eyed stare, the painting was gradually torn apart.

As the tearing occurred, the ground began to shake violently, the lights flickered, and the entire house seemed about to collapse.

Fear, despair, sadness and other emotions began to surge in Zhang Wenda's heart, as if he had recalled something.

Just as Zhang Wenda was about to tear the painting in two, he suddenly stopped. Looking at the painting, he said almost tremblingly, "No, something's missing. Why don't you hate me? You should hate me. Why?"

Zhang Wenda stared at the painting in front of him, stunned. Gradually, he felt as if he were on the paper. He could hear the clattering of Go pieces, the cheerful chatter of children, smell the ink of the brush, and the distinctive smell of glue and paint.

Gradually, a new emotion began to emerge, an emotion he had never felt before, an emotion completely unfamiliar to Zhang Wenda. Yes.
Just as he reached out to touch the gap, Zhang Wenda suddenly felt the fear in his heart vanish, replaced by a surge of intense resentment.

Why hurt yourself when you haven't done anything?

Images of being attacked for no reason began to surface in Zhang Wenda's mind.

He could resist other emotions, but this feeling of being wronged seemed to resonate within him, making it impossible for him to bring himself to do it.

At this moment, he felt that the Youth Palace was not some underground monster, but himself, and it had the same experience as him!

"Did I guess wrong? Did I make a mistake again?" Zhang Wenda's mind was in turmoil. He seemed to be assuming the worst about others again. He thought this about the rabbit and the youth palace.

He didn't know if he was right, but he wanted to give the other person a chance, just as he would give his past self a chance.

“I…I don’t want to kill you. We want to go back, understand? We want to go back.” Zhang Wenda stroked the wound on the painting with one hand, trying to calm himself down. He began to convey his longing to go home, along with the other students’ eagerness, to the Children’s Palace.

After he finished speaking, he could feel another emotion in his heart begin to calm down and resonate with him again. At this moment, their feelings gradually began to synchronize, sharing the same urgency.

“We want to go home, please take us home, okay? Take us home, and you can go home too,” Zhang Wenda kept saying.

Almost as Zhang Wenda was concentrating intently on repeating the action, he felt the urgency in his heart begin to shift and begin to gather in his forearm.

Zhang Wenda looked down and saw the last bit of red. "You want this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong desire surged up instantly.

"But... how can I give this to him?" Zhang Wenda stared at the painting in front of him for a moment, then suddenly thought of something. He stretched out his finger and pressed hard on the last bit of red. With a pain, a smear of red seeped from his arm and appeared on his fingertip.

Zhang Wenda raised his red-tinged fingertip and gently smeared it towards the gap in the painting. As he slowly smeared along the cut, the gap miraculously filled in little by little.

As the gap was filled, the uneven ground began to level out again, the lights instantly brightened, and even the globe and set square behind it were restored.

"Can it still be used like this?" Zhang Wenda was stunned as he looked at everything in front of him. Could it be that the dead Youth Palace was able to come back to life because of the red light on his arm?
It seems that the red light on my arm has other abilities besides making me very strong.

The next second, the Children's Palace suddenly shook, followed by a sensation like riding an elevator. Zhang Wenda was instantly overjoyed—it was rising! It was rising!!
"Thank you, thank you!" Zhang Wenda said gratefully, touching the painting at the Children's Palace with one hand.

A set square, a globe, and a plaster statue came to Zhang Wenda's side and danced happily around him.

Zhang Wenda smiled. He could sense the other party's emotions; it truly wanted to take them home, and emotions don't lie.

As the temperature continued to rise, the scorching heat began to gradually decrease, but so quickly that Zhang Wenda asked the Children's Palace to slow down to prevent other students from getting stress-relief sickness.

With the fat man not around, Zhang Wenda didn't know how much time had passed, but when he suddenly felt that his breathing was particularly smooth, he immediately realized that some part of the Youth Palace was connected to the ground, and oxygen from outside was coming in!
Zhang Wenda eagerly pushed open the door and walked out with the black cat, excitedly shaking everyone awake. "Wake up! Wake up!! We're back!"

When Zhang Wenda led the other students back into the corridor and saw the familiar wooden door, almost everyone cheered.

Seeing that he was truly back, Zhang Wenda, a survivor, stood at the door and looked at the youth palace once more. "Thank you. Thank you!"

"Whatever you are, thank you, goodbye, no, I can't say goodbye, goodbye means you're dead, bye-bye."

After Zhang Wenda finished speaking, he turned around and led the other students away from the Children's Palace, and the thrilling trip to the Children's Palace finally came to an end.

When Zhang Wenda and the others came out, they saw the so-called rabbit teacher seemingly discussing something with several mole plush toys.

The others got excited when they saw this and rushed over, talking non-stop to Teacher Rabbit.

Watching the plush rabbit in the distance constantly dealing with the other classmates, Zhang Wenda suddenly felt that the other party didn't seem so scary after all.

With the other classmates chiming in, the rabbit and the mole learned what had happened.

Then Zhang Wenda saw the rabbit walking towards him. "Thank you, child. You saved everyone. You are a good child."

But looking at the rabbit in front of him, Zhang Wenda couldn't help but frown. Was this rabbit really the same rabbit teacher from before? Why didn't it have the low noise of a cassette tape turning when it spoke?
But the other person's next words made Zhang Wenda immediately forget the questions in his mind.

"You've done the teachers a great favor. For such a good student as you, the teachers have decided to give you a special reward."

(End of this chapter)