Chapter 10 The Seven Dwarfs Chen Xiang woke up and slowly opened his eyes. To be precise, it means waking up from a dream, or waking up in a dream. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw a touch of verdant green, accompanied by the breeze, the fragrance of sweet flowers, and the sound of burning flames. "This is." Chen Xiang, lying on the lawn, saw the sky above his head at first glance. It was a thick, rolling fog. Above the mist, you can vaguely see colorful colors, large and small, spinning wildly, strange and inexplicable. Is this my dream? "mom!" Suddenly, a faint sound was heard, which startled Chen Xiang. He sat up suddenly and found that there was a little black flame wrapped around his body. Before he could be surprised, his attention was drawn to the seven people around him. Seven dwarfs, to be exact.
Seven little guys who are not even as tall as my knees. There is a dark hole on the land behind each of the seven dwarfs, and two unowned holes, a total of nine holes. These holes looked like they were only about the size of a palm in diameter, and from each hole came a deep whisper. It was the prayer that Chen Xiang had heard countless times, one after another, as if ten thousand people were saying the same prayer in unison, all coming from the cave. suddenly. "mom!" "father!" "Dad!" "Mother!" One after another, the dwarves cheered, called out different names, and swarmed toward Chen Xiang. Three of them, who called him "father," hugged his left leg, and four, who called him "mother," hugged his right leg. Chen Xiang's head was buzzing from hearing the calls of "Dad" and "Mom". "No, wait a minute!" He subconsciously put the spear tip and the scroll into his pocket, stretched out his feet and kicked his legs, finally throwing the seven little guys out, and said unhappily: "Who are you to me, who is both my father and my mother?" Chen Xiang knew that this was definitely not a dream in the traditional sense. He was alert while asking the question, and the black flames surrounding his body became more violent. "Mom! I'm an idiot!" said the dwarf, kicking a pair of large wooden shoes. "Dad, I'm stupid!" The dwarf in a funny dance costume jumped up and down. "Mom, I'm stupid!" The dwarf wearing a pair of empty glasses raised his head. "I'm stupid!" "I'm stupid!" "That's where the stupidity comes in!"
"Han is me." Chen Xiang was dumbfounded. Good fellow, stupid, foolish, and dumb. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What the hell is this? Who gave you the names?" [Chi] stood up, tapping his wooden shoes and chattering: "Mother, we weren't originally called these names, but they were corrupted into this!" "Tampering?" Chen Xiang was a little confused: "What were your original names?" The seven dwarfs looked at each other and said in unison: "forgotten!" [Dai] pushed the empty mirror frame and pointed at the stone tablet not far away: "That monument has disturbed our cognition and tampered with the name you gave us. It is suppressed here, equipped with that evil sword, suppressing everything and sealing everything!" Chen Xiang looked towards the stone tablet. On the stone tablet, which was almost as tall as himself, there were four large characters written in a flamboyant style. 【Hahahaha Valley】. What kind of a name is this? Chen Xiang was speechless, thinking that his weird dream was ridiculous. He looked at the seven dwarfs who were obviously mentally unstable again: "What is that bad sword? Where is it?" The dwarfs didn't say anything, but just looked at Chen Xiang in unison. To be precise, he was looking at Chen Xiang's head. He had a bad feeling in his heart, and reached out to touch his head - and he actually touched it! A sword stuck in his head. !!! ??? Chen Xiang's eyelids twitched wildly, and he tried to pull out the sword, but with just a little force, he felt the piercing pain of the sword blade stirring in his brain! He gave up the plan with a grimace, and became more and more confused. What the hell was going on with this weird dream? In confusion, Chen Xiang looked around. This so-called Hahaha Valley was endless. There was a wooden house not far ahead. The ground was covered with weeds and some flowers. Coupled with the fog above and the colors constantly colliding and rotating above the fog, everything seems so weird. He looked at the mentally ill dwarves again: "Do you know who erected that stone tablet? And who stabbed the sword in my head?" The seven dwarfs looked at each other again, and [Stupid], who had a small horn hanging around his neck, stepped forward. He cleared his throat, blew the horn, and then the aria sang: "A long time ago, the hourglass rebelled, the books turned from light to darkness, and the textile machine also turned against us." "A long time ago, nine fools were led by these three villains; they deceived, cheated, concealed, disrupted, and slandered." "A long, long time ago." Chen Xiang's head hurt again. Literally. The singing made the sword tremble and his brain was reeling. He immediately stopped singing indignantly. Chen Xiang asked weakly: "Okay. What's that hole behind you? Why are there prayer sounds in there?" The seven dwarfs looked at each other again.
Stupid cough: "That's not a hole, that's a [door]!" Dai pushed the frame: "Behind the door is an ant world!" With a serious look: "There are a lot of bad guys in the ant world, but there are some good guys too!" Stupid words and simple meaning: "The good guys will send you things. Whatever you want, they will send you!" Chun picked up the horn again, but before he could blow it, Chen Xiang stopped him urgently: "Okay, stop blowing, stop singing, I get it!" As he spoke, he walked forward, walked around the seven dwarfs, and looked carefully at the nine dark holes surrounding the stone tablet. Portal? Ant world? Chen Xiang was somewhat puzzled. These holes were not big, only about the width of a palm. They were pitch black inside and nothing could be seen. All I could hear was the overlapping whispers coming from inside "Great Titan." "The Lord is supreme." He had heard this sound so many times that when he listened closely, it made him feel nauseous. Chen Xiang pulled his head back and wanted to ask something, but he heard Han exclaim: "The ants are floating down!" Chen Xiang subconsciously looked up, saw nothing, and subconsciously asked: "Where?" "Here!" Yu jumped and pointed to the sky. Chen Xiang looked carefully and saw a black dot, not much bigger than a needle tip, floating down. He stretched out his hand to catch it, but the black dot started to move away, and happened to float into one of the holes. "What the hell." Without waiting for Chen Xiang to finish his words. "Woo woo woo!!" [Stupid] blew the horn and jumped to the front of the cave: "Good eggs from the ant world, they're delivering gifts again!" He fished something out of the hole that the black dot had just fallen into. It was so small that Chen Xiang couldn't see it at all. But when Han walked forward and blew a breath, the tiny object began to expand and turned into a mirror almost as tall as Han. Chen Xiang was amazed at first, then he picked up the pure white mirror out of curiosity and saw his current appearance. It’s myself, but it’s not myself. A young man with cracks all over his body, surrounded by dust, mist, flames, and wind, with an indescribable broken sword stuck in his head. At the same time, from the small hole where the mirror came out, there were tiny, intermittent mumblings, and the sound was very low. "The Great Titan" "009 is on the verge of losing control."
"As a humble believer, I cannot control it, so I can only offer it to you." Chen Xiang was a little confused. 009? What 009? This mirror? On the side, Yu stepped forward and raised his head: "These are the rubbish sent by the ants, Dad. Should we throw them into the utility room?" As he spoke, he pointed to a wooden house not far away. Chen Xiang nodded, then shook his head: "I want to know what the hell is Titan?" Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt dizzy and his vision went dark. ……………… wake up. Chen Xiang shook his dizzy head, sat up from the floor, and said sleepily: “This dream is getting weirder and weirder.” His voice stopped abruptly, and he stared blankly at the pure white mirror in his hand. "Damn it!" Chen Xiang cursed and instantly became half sober. "As you wish." The mirror replied softly, shining brightly. The secret room was illuminated, and translucent ghosts emerged. "??!" Chen Xiang was completely awake. (End of this chapter)