Sure enough, there are still weirdness.

This corridor is likely to be manipulated, or the door wouldn't have gone away. Who could be the guy hiding behind the scenes?

The cloud speaks in the ancient elven language, and the ancient elven language appears everywhere in the corridor. If there was an elf on the other side of the hallway, the Ice Bear Abyss would not be surprised to think of it.

"This so-called elven building affects our minds, so we better be careful. The Ice Bear Abyss reminded Catherine, "Don't stare at these ancient elves, I guess they're influencing us." ”

Catherine nodded, she had lost some of her memories, but judging by the narrative of the Ice Bear Abyss, it didn't seem to be much of a problem. She just lost her memories of entering this hallway.

The two of them retracted their gazes, trying not to linger on the ancient elven words that shone everywhere. The two ends of the hallway looked the same, and they walked in either direction.

She hadn't gone far when Catherine suddenly saw a half-moon door on the wall of the hallway. She hurriedly called out to the Ice Bear Abyss, which continued to walk forward. But the strange thing is that in the eyes of the Ice Bear Abyss, there is no half-moon gate except for the ancient elf language flashing on the wall.

Catherine walked to the door and saw an ancient Elven phrase flashing from the door, "Those who see enter". She turned around and asked if the Ice Bear Abyss had seen this too, and the old barbarian replied that he only saw words flashing, but he couldn't understand them.

The two discussed it for a moment and decided not to venture into the door first, but to continue walking.

There seemed to be no end to this corridor, and the two walked for a long time without seeing an exit.

However, they did not feel tired, on the contrary, the longer they walked, the more peaceful their hearts became, and even gave birth to the idea of going on forever. The Ice Bear Abyss was far more vigilant than Catherine, and he realized that something was wrong, and said, "It seems that the influence of these ancient elves cannot be avoided even if we don't look at it, and if we continue like this, maybe we won't even have the heart to leave." ”

"Why are you leaving?" asked Catherine, puzzled.

"We're here to find the old wrench, haven't you forgotten?" the Ice Bear Abyss grabbed Catherine, who was still walking forward, "We have to find a way to escape from this anchor world, didn't you promise me to help me find my clansmen?" ”

Catherine was stunned. "It seems like that's the case, but I can't remember it clearly. ”

The Ice Bear Abyss's face was solemn, and Catherine's memory might have been draining. There must be something wrong with this corridor, but apart from my mentality, my memory is not in any condition. The two were affected to different degrees, and I am afraid there are other reasons.

Originally, listening to the meaning of the cloud, after coming here, they should encounter an existence similar to the connector, but the two of them have been in the corridor for a long time and have not seen any connectors appear.

Is it a trap from start to finish?

The more you think about it, the more mysteries there are. He snapped to his senses, as if he were lost in thought again.

The Ice Bear Abyss quickly looked at Catherine. The female mage stood against the wall, as if she was about to step into the wall.

It's not like it's like walking in!

The Ice Bear Abyss rushed over to grab Catherine, only to catch an empty one, and watched as Catherine walked into the wall.

Catherine's situation is hard to describe, there are many things or memories missing from her mind. But Catherine was not disappointed, she felt more relaxed than ever. You don't need to think about what you want to do, you don't need to think about the problems that bother you, you don't need to recall, you don't need to imagine, you don't need to plan, in short, you can empty everything and liberate your mind.

Catherine didn't know why she was going to the wall, and seemed to have seen the "Seeers enter" prompt, but unfortunately she couldn't remember it anymore. She walked in in a trance and walked into a room. There were no ancient elves flashing here and there on the four walls of the room, but a row of bookshelves was placed on one wall. Every book on the shelves shone with a soft white light.

Catherine stood in front of the bookshelf in a daze, not knowing what to do, for her mind was blank. She stepped forward and took a book and opened it, the contents of which were written in the ancient Elven language.

Catherine had just read the first sentence when it felt like something was more in her head. As she read more, the mage remembered why she was here, how she had entered this hallway, this room. She finished reading one and picked up the second one, which recorded memories of another period.

Catherine already knew that the books on this shelf were her memories to this day. She was afraid that she would forget again, so she read all the books one by one.

When Catherine put the last book back on the shelf, the shelf vanished, revealing a door. The door reads "Those who see it enter" in the Old Elf language.

Catherine pushed the door in, and behind it was a living room. There is a fire burning in the fireplace, and in front of the fire there is a coffee table, and an elderly female elf sits on a rocking chair next to the coffee table. She had gray hair, a pleated face, a thick blanket over her legs, and a cup of hot tea in her hand.

Catherine suddenly shivered all over her body, opened her mouth and exhaled a white breath, only then did she feel that the temperature in the room was very low.

"Come here, good boy Catherine, come here and make a fire. The old elf greeted Catherine in the Old Elven language.

Although it was not clear who the old elf was, Catherine felt a kind of affection in her, and she couldn't help but want to get close to her.

Catherine walked over, a chair popping up next to the coffee table, and a cup of hot tea appeared on the coffee table out of thin air.

"Sit down and take a break and warm up with a cup of hot tea. The old elf smiled and said, "No one has come here to see me in years." ”

Catherine sat down as she said, took a sip of the teacup, and immediately dispelled the cold in her body. "What is this place? Who are you, and why do you know my name?"

"You have a lot of questions. The old elf swayed back and forth in the rocking chair, "It's not strange to know your name, I've read all the books you just read." ”

"Look there. The old elf said, pointing to a wall.

Catherine followed her finger and saw two rows of bookshelves full of books suddenly appear, stretching to infinity.

"Those are the books here. The old elf put down his hand, and the bookshelf disappeared back into a bland wall, "Do you want to read those books?"

Catherine almost said the word "yes", but she held back. The books she read just now were all her own memories, and the books on the two rows of shelves were probably also the memories of others. With so many memories, there must be countless amounts of knowledge and secrets.

Knowledge and secrets are never easy to obtain.

"Whose memories are those?" and Catherine's word "think" turned into a question.