It was just a matter of a moment and he returned to the tree hole that was still warm.
Law slowly opened his eyes and realized that he was in an extremely bad situation, but he was terribly calm.
He looked at the fire that was about to burn out, gently raised his hand, took a few pieces of wood directly from the tree wall, removed the water and threw them into the fire.
After that, he did not add fuel to the fire. He just watched the fire grow stronger and the temperature hit his face, making his eyes reflect the fire.
This was the fourth time, and in the third time, it should be said that it was a showdown.
If you want to get away, you have to find the "it" and then penetrate the root cause.
How to find it is a problem, and one thing to pay attention to is whether "it" has the ability to kill himself, and is he a fish on the chopping board without even a chance to struggle?
If that was the case, then any subsequent actions to escape would be in vain.
As the saying goes, it's better to believe than not. At this moment, Law can only believe.
That "it" has taken off its mask and can't continue to play happily. If the first three scenes were just to satisfy the spiritual enjoyment, then there should not be a fourth time.
That is to say, that "it" may for some reason need himself to wander endlessly to get something.
To think on the bright side, that is, that "it" can't directly take his life.
"Stay for a week, in the tree hole."
Law suddenly looked at Biscay and said without any head or tail.
Biscay happened to wake up at this time and was stunned when she heard Law's words.
"Give him a week to recover. Before that, I will stay in the tree hole. If he still can't move after a week, then abandon him."
Law pointed his thumb at Dongba, who was sleeping on the ground, instead of calling his name directly, he used "him".
At this time, if it was the real Biscay, how would she react?
"A week, almost."
Biscay's reaction was very dull. She glanced at Dongba with pity.
Law quietly observed Biscay's words and deeds, and suddenly moved back for a distance, so that her face was as far away from the range of the fire as possible and buried in the shadow.
Of course, there is such an idea that all the words and deeds of Biscay and Black Cat come from their own cognition, like a script created deep in their own subconscious, using what they think is natural to determine what they should say and do next.
"Biscay will be madly obsessed with her muscular body."
Law used a subjective attitude to persuade himself in a hypnotic way, to see if Biscay would suddenly abandon the image of a little girl and then become fond of her original body.
He thought like this, then stared at Biscay.
The expected change didn't happen. Instead, it was the malicious gaze that made Bishi return with a strange look.
Even if it was illusory, Law didn't want to be treated as a pervert by Biscay, so he retracted his gaze at the right time.
He thought that "it" really didn't know how to cooperate at all, or it may be that the lethality of Biscay's healthy body was not strong enough, so that "it" didn't think it was necessary to expose it again.
Or, in the following time, that "it" will not show up in a way that reveals its identity.
Thinking of this, Law reached out and gently stroked the head of Bruna lying beside him. If you can, you'll be sleeping every minute and every second after that.
Clearly knowing that it was illusory, there was a trace of inexplicable casualness. Of course, there will also be worries about his own situation in the real situation, and the situation of Biscay and others.
Taking things as they come can't convince himself at all.
However, there is nothing he can do except wait for the next change.
At this time, Black Cat came over. Law and Biscay were both awake, so he didn't need to continue to be on guard beside the tree hole.
"You don't really want to stay here for a week, do you? Otherwise, let's go out for a walk and see if we can find the vegetables and fruits you need. "
Black Cat looked forward to it. He was still thinking about the turkey, for fear that it would affect the original flavor if it was kept for too long.
"No." Law refused mercilessly.
Black Cat opened his silver eyes wide and said, "Don't you always say that you should grasp the freshness of every rare ingredient? If it's kept for a long time, no matter how good the ingredients are, the flavor will be lost! "
"Is it?" Law said lightly.
Black Cat looked at Law incredulously.
Later, Law stayed in the tree hole all day until late at night, when the shadow reflected by the fire suddenly turned the tables and dragged him into the darkness.
This time, there was a real touch of death.
The first three times, one was the body turned into countless granules and collapsed, one was weathered into sand in the sound wave, and one was swallowed directly. There was no pain in the whole process to the end.
Until the fourth time he was dragged into the darkness by the shadow, he experienced the process of suffocation.
The "it" hiding behind the scenes began to show the knife.
After that, once a day.
The fifth time, a few thumbnail-sized flames jumped out of the burning fire, pierced his chest and poured into his heart, making Law experience what it means to be in pain.
The sixth time, countless small insects drilled out of the tree wall and directly bit through Law's back, even the bones were not spared.
The seventh time, several pairs of small black hands squeezed Law's eyes, and then, like a million tons of hydraulic pressure, flattened his body inch by inch.
The eighth time, several sarcomas emerged from Law's abdomen, and then burst open, turning into highly corrosive acid, which turned him into a paralytic pus in an instant.
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Using various exaggerated methods to make Law experience death again and again, trying to crush Law's nerves.
However, the more it was like this, the calmer Law became. Although he had to bear some physical pain, it also gradually showed that the "it" may not have the means to kill him.
Until the fifteenth time, the "it" may have realized this, so in Law's death alone, it added the "interactive" factor.
On this day, the sound of wind and rain that lasted more than a dozen times disappeared at the moment Law opened his eyes.
Listening carefully, everything was quiet, even the slight crackling of the fire was gone.
This change made Law not used to it. In so many deaths, he had been observing, but he found nothing.
In the tree hole, Biscay and others were sleeping, and the Black Cat was not on guard at the entrance of the tree hole, but reflected on the back of Law's hand. This was the second change.
Suddenly, two bells came from the quiet outside, one urgent and one slow, without any tacit understanding.
That hurried ringing of the bell seemed to be urging her soul.
The slow bell seemed to be summoning the soul.
Law frowned and looked at the entrance of the tree hole, only to see that the bark was torn like a paper window. There was an identical tree in the middle of the line of sight in front of him, and there was also a tree hole at the same height.
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