Just when the two were arguing, Ning Meng seemed to hear another voice, still the kind of male voice that Si Si. She sensed that the person making the voice wanted to say something to her, but she still couldn't hear clearly.

Could it be that Mingxi wants to say something to her?

"Shut up. Ning Meng said lightly.

Fate and the black god were immediately banned, and they generally couldn't make a sound.

Ning Meng said: "Did you hear that male voice? It's not your voice, it's someone else's voice." ”

"To be precise, I didn't hear it, are you sure you heard it right?"

"I'm sure I heard you right. ”

"Could it be that this is a voice that only you can hear?"

"I wondered if it would be Myung-hee who wanted to talk to me, but I couldn't hear what it was. ”

"It would be nice if it was really Mingxi, I'm afraid it's someone else. ”

"Someone else?"

"Well, someone else. ”

Ning Meng also had a bad premonition about this, if it was someone else, it would mean that what she cared about the most had happened.

She heard a voice that no one else could hear, and it was ominous, at least not positive.

Ning Meng was a little worried, but for the sake of the stability of the ban, she didn't show it but suppressed this thought in her heart, and just said to the two people around her: "Maybe I was too nervous, so I heard it wrong." Nothing, keep walking. ”

The three of them looked around the hallway.

The hallways on this level looked the same size as the previous ones, but when they walked around, it seemed small.

The black god said, "Have you noticed how this corridor is getting smaller and smaller? ”

"I also felt it, and with every step we took, the corridor seemed to shrink a little, as if the corridor had life on its own," he said. ”

Ning Meng said, "Shrink the house?"

Destiny nodded.

The black god didn't understand what it meant, and said a little unhappily: "Don't tell me what books are written, do you have so many books to read?"

Ning Meng looked regretful, nodded and said, "It's really written in the book." But this time it wasn't a book that only the nobles of the Heavenly Palace could see, I saw it in a book with all kinds of mysterious spells written in the Anxiety Relief House. It says that if people took every step of the way into the house, the room would shrink a little until it was too small to accommodate one person. ”

"Can't accommodate anyone?" asked the black god angrily, "What will happen then?"

Ning Meng said: "It's not going to be anything, it's just that when the room shrinks to the point where it can't accommodate one person, it naturally can't accommodate us." ”

As if he didn't understand, the black god said, "So, what is it?"

I couldn't take it anymore, and said, "Then what do you say, it's just that we are squeezed to the ground and have no place, and finally we all become a pile of meat sauce, then mud, then dust, and then nothing." ”

The black god probably reacted and said, "Then let's not move, don't move soon?"

Ning Meng said, "If you don't move all the time, can you get out?"

The black god suddenly came to his senses, and said, "Then according to this statement, isn't it certain that you will die?

The black god suddenly remembered the black coal in the other world, it was really delicious. Just thinking about it now, I already feel so hungry.

He said, "You're fine, it's a big deal." But as for me, as an immortal, I have an unimaginable explanation of human beings, almost immortal, and I have to wait for the passage of time in this place, accompanied by loneliness. ”

The black god said, "Okay, stop writing poetry, and think about how to get out." ”

"The book says ......"

"Tell the story again!" The black god saw that the person who told the story this time was not fate, but Ning Meng, and immediately said, "Actually...... Actually, it's nothing, and it's actually good to read more books, isn't it?"

Ning Meng continued: "The book says that every time you move, the wall above will move once, but as long as you don't move, there will be an interval. In between, we might be able to figure out something we can do. However, the intervals will get shorter and shorter, and the distance the walls will move will increase. ”

"Just figure it out before we get touched." Did you give any hints in the book or something?"

Ning Meng said: "The book only says that every shrinking house is different, and it completely depends on the designer's heart. ”

The black god said, "That's it, we don't know the designer, go there and know his heart." ”

Ning Meng said: "I think we might know the designer. Do you remember when we first came to the empty circle and met a little kid? This shrinkage house is actually like a child's toy in a way, and if this is a child's toy, this is the only child we know about in this place. ”

He said, "So you suspect he designed it?"

As if thinking of something, the black god said, "In life, you don't have to follow this matter." Didn't you get sick when I fought with Ning Meng and the enemy? I don't believe you can come up with anything. ”

He said: "Although I haven't seen the appearance of that child, there will always be some similarities among children in the world, and if that's the case, I can guess a few points." Like naughty, like pride?"

Ning Meng said: "I remember that the child kept pestering me to play with her, which means that he regarded this shrinking house as a game. But he should also know that shrinking the house can actually hurt or even kill people, and there should be no concern about life and death in this child's concept, or he doesn't cherish any kind of life at all. If that's the case, the kid must be somewhat cruel. ”

The black god listened to the fate and Ning Meng analyze the head of the land, but he couldn't interject, and he was a little unhappy, and said, "You have been talking for a long time, and I haven't heard a solution. If you want me to say, don't think about it so much, and just cut it with a knife?"

Ning Meng said: "If the problem can be solved with a single slash, why should I tell you so much?"

The fate said, "Cruel? by the way, cruel." Wouldn't it be nice if his wish to make him feel cruel had been fulfilled?"

Ning Meng said, "Then try it." As he spoke, he took out the golden key and swiped it lightly on his finger, and a drop of red blood with a little gold flowed out of his finger.

The black god saw it and quickly grabbed Ning Meng's finger and said, "What are you doing here!"

But the black god forgot, and when he moved, the entire shrinking room also moved.

Ning Meng glared at him, pulled his fingers out, and said, "Stay well, don't move." ”

The black god knew that he had done something wrong and didn't dare to quibble, but he didn't worry about Ning Meng's wound and said, "But ......"

Ning Meng saw that a drop of blood was not enough, so she simply drew a few horizontal lines on the ground. She remembered reading such a record in Mingxi's book, which was a way to help people summon the owner of an object, and it was also a kind of charm.

After this spell was drawn, everyone waited for a long time and there was still no movement, and Ning Meng couldn't help but wonder, is this direction wrong?

But just when Ning Meng was about to give up, suddenly those lines drawn by Ning Meng with blood floated up from the ground, turning into ribbons of the same color floating in the air, which was very beautiful.

Then the streamers stopped, seemingly jumbled in the air.

Ning Meng looked at these seemingly chaotic streamers, and for a while she didn't understand whether the few drops of blood she had just dropped were useless.

Fate suddenly pointed to the seemingly messy streamers and said, "It seems to be different here." ”

Although the colors of the ribbons are inconsistent, they are generally golden, and only one is red. It was this place that fate noticed that it was unique.

"Maybe that's the key." ”

Ning Meng looked at the red ribbon, and saw that it was different from other ribbons, it was not wrapped around the room, but straight in the same direction like a line, and more importantly, this ribbon actually passed through the wall.

Ning Meng didn't say a word, and pulled the red ribbon. She pushed back slightly, and the ribbon gave her a reverse force as well.

Ning Meng pulled the ribbon and took a small step forward, and after stopping, he looked around again, and there was nothing wrong with it, so he turned to the black god and fate.

These two guys are also clever, and they have automatically and consciously grabbed the red ribbon without waiting for Ning Meng to say more.

The three of them were led by Ning Meng, and they were almost counting one, two, one like elementary school students walking in unison, and walked forward with neat steps.

They were cautious at first, but by the end of the day they had no intention of caring about anything until they stopped in front of the wall.

Ning Meng saw the red ribbon passing through the wall, and thought that when they reached the wall, a door would automatically open on the wall. But in fact, it was not as smooth as Ning Meng imagined.

Ning Meng's hand holding the ribbon did not relax, but pushed forward, and what woke her up was that her hand actually passed through the wall.

Her confidence was greatly increased, and she took a few more tentative steps forward, but she shivered as if she had been soaked in ice water on a hot summer morning.

By the time she came to her senses again, she was already on the other side of the wall.

Looking back, the name and the black god also immediately followed.

From their expressions, Ning Meng could see that these two people must have experienced the same thing as Ning Meng.

The black god didn't seem to have recovered from the feeling just now, and his body still trembled unconsciously, and asked, "Are we here?"

"It looks like this." ”

However, Ning Meng didn't show joy on his face, but looked at the huge chessboard in front of him and asked, "Do any of you know how to play chess?"

He immediately said: "Playing chess is a skill that the nobles of the Heavenly Palace must learn since childhood. But this ......"