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"Click."

That's right, he was too naïve, and the door was indeed locked.

“……”

Nan Zhu looked down at the cold iron railing in his hand, only an inch or so deviating inward, and then it was like he was stuck in something, and he couldn't continue.

His movements froze, and the scene fell into silent silence.

"Huh."

Nan Candle withdrew her hand from the railing, scratched her head again, and let out an embarrassed laugh, not knowing whether she wanted to break the awkward situation or relieve her embarrassment.

In short, it's even more embarrassing.

After scratching his head, the problem was not solved, Nan Zhu coughed dryly, made a look of pretending to look around at the scenery, and suddenly reached out quietly and quickly stretched out his hand, and pulled the railing back hard.

"Click!"

A louder sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, which implicitly and directly expressed the fact that "the door is really locked, so don't waste your efforts anymore".

The deliberately light and breezy expression on Nan Candle's face could no longer be hung up, replaced by a wisp of hideousness, he supported the ground with one foot, leaned against the railing with one foot, held the railing door with both hands, and shook it back and forth vigorously!

"Click, click

The sound of violent gold and iron striking sounded one after another, and it couldn't help but echo in this empty cave.

Ten years later.

The cave was covered with cobwebs, the straw mats on the ground grew moss, and the things scattered all over the ground fell on a thick layer of dust, the clothes were ragged, unkempt, the long hair reached the waist, and the bearded Nan Zhu weakly grasped the still black and hard iron railing, shaking for a while, and the sound of "click" still reverberated crisply in this small space.

A hundred years later.

The cave is full of vines, trees and flowers, I don't know where all kinds of small creatures have made their home here, ants are working hard to carry food on the ground, bees and butterflies are dancing on the flowers, and even birds fly to build nests, the ground has long disappeared the straw mats and other things of the year, only by leaning on the dense rattan at the exit of the cave, the black texture of gold and iron can be vaguely seen, and when you look closely, there is still a white skeleton hanging on it, holding the door railing with both hands, one foot against the railing, one foot on the ground, the mouth is wide open, as if shouting to the sky.

A thousand years later.

There is an endless stream of pedestrians on the mountain, holding incense in their hands, and their faces are reverently lined up in front of the cave, which is full of flowers and plants, which are extremely gorgeous, and I don't know how these flowers and plants take root and sprout on the rocks. The entrance to the cave was sealed by an iron railing, on which hung a skeleton that was almost mottled to slag, vaguely recognizable as a human form. In front of the cave, there is a bronze tripod, in which incense is around. On the top of the cave hangs a large plaque of golden silk nanmu, on which is written "the appearance of the Qingdi Saint".

Ten thousand years later.

The vicissitudes of the sea, the mountain peaks are submerged by the sea, and under the sea surface where the sun can still touch, there is a deep hole *** full of seagrass and algae, and some small swimming fish drill in and out, naughty and playful. The entrance to the cave was sealed with iron railings, and it was rusty and old, and a withered bony hand hung on it, and I don't know what happened back then.

100,000 years......

"Enough!"

Nan Zhu let out a loud shout and waved his hand to dispel his increasingly divergent thoughts. Do you really want to die here until the vicissitudes of life before you can get out?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sad, and silently leaned on the railing, letting his body slowly slide down.

It stands to reason that this door shouldn't be as you think, right? Why are you suddenly so cooperative with yourself?

Nan Zhu was simply full of confusion and resentment, he summed up his previous experience, and decisively formulated a battle plan of "pretending not to believe that the door would be unlocked, so that the door that always does not follow his own ideas will 'cooperate' and really have no lock, so that he can leave".

But this is not what I imagined!

Why is this happening?

The first time I was locked in the same cave, the first time I discovered and exploited the weakness of this iron barred door, and these two things coincided, and brought me a perfect and clever escape plan, and I got the joy of successfully escaping, but why did it become like this?

Nan Zhu stretched out his arms, hugged his bent knees tightly, lowered his head, and held back the tears in his eyes.

It's me, it's me first, it's clear that I'm the first to do it, whether it's making a plan or implementing a plan......

"Why are you so skilled! How many people have you locked up! ”

Nan Zhu suddenly raised his head, stared at the cold iron railing, and shouted loudly, two lines of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, smashed on the blue-black rocky ground, and soaked a small piece of stone surface.

The iron railing still stood there, unmoving, and the last rays of the setting sun swept over it, and the black railing lit up with a metallic texture, as if mocking a mentally retarded person.

Nan Zhu seemed to have lost the strength of his whole body, leaned weakly on the uneven wall, and muttered in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't matter if you run away or something." Because of this railing, it won't let it! There is no need for a successful lift. Because I can't get out now! But even if I were dead and nailed to the coffin, I would cry out in the grave with this rotten vocal cord:—"

"Squeak-"

Nan Candle's hoarse voice stopped abruptly, and jumped up from the ground with a "rub", how could there be the slightest powerlessness and sadness? He glanced towards the balustrade door that was slowly opening, and saw a gray wildcat in the doorway, slowly retracting its front paws.

Nan Zhu immediately recognized the cat as the cottage mascot that bit his finger in the morning. At this time, one of its cat faces humanized a look similar to "boredom, uncomfortable, and helpless", staring at him quite resentfully.

What's the situation?

The scene fell into a brief silence, only the sound of the iron railing door rubbing against the rocky ground echoed in the hole, Nan Zhu looked at the retracted cat's paw in a daze, and then looked at the door, and accepted the fact that the door was opened by the cat with great difficulty.

The gray wildcat glanced at the somewhat dazed Nan Candle dissatisfiedly, let out a disdainful snort from his nose, and after showing a very strange look on his face, he turned around and left without hurrying with elegant steps.

Somehow, Nan Zhu felt that he could read the meaning of this expression.

"I'm really convinced of you, what are you doing there by yourself, but it's annoying me, get out, get out."

That's probably right. (To be continued.) )