Zhao Jianmin and the Absolute Dust Daoist were sent to an empty house in the basement of the Commander's Mansion. There were two rooms in total, both of which were dark, damp, and cramped.

If Zhao Jianmin hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that there would be such a place under the Commander's Mansion.

As soon as the two of them were pushed into the house, they heard more rustling and chirping in the hay laid on the ground. There were also a few fluffy things, swaggering past their feet.

"Rats here? Ah, and biting. Zhao Jianmin said with horror on his face as he jumped and kicked the mouse that ran to his feet. These rats did not know how many days they had been starved, and when they saw someone entering the house, they were not afraid at all, but rushed up and wanted to bite someone.

"Heh, it's normal to have rats. There are also people who eat rats. The person who spoke had some indifference in his voice, obviously not surprised by Zhao Jianmin's reaction.

"Hey, brother, I want to ask, how long do people who come here be locked up?"

As Zhao Jianmin spoke, he hurriedly took out several large tickets from his pocket and stuffed them into the man's hand.

The man saw that Zhao Jianmin was a generous lord, and his tone was a little more polite.

After stuffing the money into his pocket, he said slowly: "Most of the people who enter here have no chance to get out." As for your fate, it depends on your own creation and the mood of the commander. ”

"Brother, can you please help me deliver a letter out?" After saying that, he gave the man another 500 yuan.

"What letter?"

Zhao Jianmin said a few words in his ear, and the man nodded and said: "I can help you bring this message, as for whether anyone will save you, it depends on your luck." ”

"Yes, thank you, brother. ”

After the man finished speaking, he walked out of the basement, and the iron door outside came out: "There was a loud bang, and it was dark inside, and I couldn't see my fingers." Only a foot above the head, there was a small window through which a vision shone in to let the people inside know that it was daytime. So half of this little dark room is bright and half is not.

"Master, Master?" Zhao Jianmin stretched out his hand and pushed on Jiechen's body. I saw that since he entered the house, he had been sitting on the ground with his butt on his shoulder, as if he was trying to think about something. There were words in his mouth before, but he was silent, and his eyes looked up at the roof, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Zhao Jianmin didn't know what stimulation he was getting when he saw Juechen, his eyes were dull, and the blood marks on his face that were scratched by that ghost thing were particularly scary. He was a very active man, and after sitting here for a while, his mind came to his senses.

He carefully analyzed the situation today and felt that there was about half and half of the chance that they would go out now.

First of all, it depends on the results of Yan Songsong's battle? If Yan Songsong can save Shaojie, then their chances of being kept in a small black house will be greatly reduced. The Absolute Dust Dao is long, and the direction of catching ghosts in front of him is not wrong, the only thing that is wrong is that kind of breath-inhaling ghost, the level is a little high. It was Jedi who underestimated the ability of the breath-inhaling ghost and was misled by him. It's not that Juechen doesn't have any ability.

From this point of view, if the commander was not confused and killed innocent people indiscriminately, he should not have put all the fault on them.

After thinking about it carefully, Zhao Jianmin had a strong desire to survive, and he thought about how to save himself.

If you put all your hopes on Huo Yuting, I am afraid that it will be unreliable. And now Juechen seems to be a little stimulated, and he wants him to take him out, which is probably even more unreliable.

If he asks for others, it is better to rely on himself.

Fortunately, Zhao Jianmin was clever in front of him, and took the very mysterious burden in the hands of the Absolute Dust Dao Leader in his hands. At this time, he put the slightly heavy burden in front of him, spread them out one by one, and then examined them.

Thinking that the bell and ghost collection net used in front of Jiechen were very powerful, he first took out these two things, put them on his body and hid them, and then continued to look through the other things inside.

I saw that there were some bottles and cans inside, and there were some ghost-drawn talismans, and he couldn't read them, so he just wanted to find the magic weapons inside.

At the end of the search, except for the bell and the ghost net he found at the beginning, he saw a copper lamp somewhere.

Holding the bronze lamp in his hand, he saw that the antique was not an antique, the magic weapon was not a magic weapon, and the gray on it did not know that it was picked up from the garbage heap

"Mom, what the hell is this. Zhao Jianmin made a "silk" sound in his mouth, it turned out that he was holding the copper lamp in his hand to look at it, and was accidentally stabbed by something, and then his hand was bleeding.

Zhao Jianmin only felt that his blood was being drained like water, and he suddenly screamed loudly in fright.

However, this was not the end, and the blood on his body continued to be absorbed by the bronze lamp.

"Master, help, Master help!" Zhao Jianmin didn't know how loud he was, in short, he was getting more and more confused in front of him, and then he didn't know anything, so he fainted.

I don't know how much time passed, Zhao Jianmin woke up leisurely, but found that his fingers were stiff and he could barely move. "Where am I and what's wrong with me?"

"You're finally awake. In a flickering room, Zhao Jianmin saw a man in black, dressed in very gorgeous clothes, and looked more beautiful than a woman.

Sitting there, facing a bronze mirror, arranging his jet-black and shiny hair.

On the surrounding walls, there are lamps, and next to them stand several maids who are also black, and those maids are as beautiful as fairies.

Behind the man, there was a totem in the shape of a copper lamp, but this bronze lamp seemed to have a magical power, with supreme dignity.

Zhao Jianmin vaguely felt that the appearance of this lamp was a little familiar, and then suddenly remembered all the things that happened in the small black room.

He looked up at his hand and saw that the wound on his hand had healed. He was suddenly shocked in his heart, and suddenly felt as if something great had happened.

"Who are you?" Zhao Jianmin still found that he couldn't move or speak as he spoke, and what he said came out from his heart.

But the other party can hear his voice and talk to him. So Zhao Jianmin could only open his eyes in vain and look at each other.

"You are in the space of the life lamp, and now I am the one who dominates your body. I saw the bewitching-looking man turn around, and then stood up.

Zhao Jianmin's eyes widened at this time, because he found that this man's face had become his.

"Hurry up and let me out, what do you want to do when you become me?"

"Hahaha, of course doing what you want to do. I am now the master of my lifelamp, and although I have been resurrected with the help of your blood, I will fulfill your heart's most desired desire. "Zhu, the master of the life lamp, is smiling very beautifully.