115 Bagua Gate

A fine cold sweat immediately appeared on my forehead, although there were no demons and monsters in this place. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoBut this is indeed a weird, frightening and frightened not to move. I cautiously stepped back step by step, and when my back rested against the stone wall, my hanging heart finally calmed down. I looked back and saw that the hexagram written on the door behind me was the earth. Before, I came in through the gate of heaven, but when I got here, it became the gate of the earth. It seems that heaven and earth are the same, I thought to myself, and then I pushed the door open. My eyes were fixed on the front when I finally stood in the octahedral space again. My heart was broken, because the hexagram written on the door behind me was indeed the heavens, the three long horizontal lines intact. But the statue that was supposed to appear in front of me was gone, and the female statue with the red curtain that I had pulled apart and was exposed to the air was gone.

I got nervous. Could it be that someone was following me, and when I went in, he quietly pulled up the curtain again to cover the statue? This suspicion is very likely, Yaozi is the biggest suspect, she looked at me in the wrong way before, and she may have hid in a corner of this space and looked at me quietly.

And in addition to Yaozi, there is also a fat man, this guy is likely to catch up from behind. He was also occupied by the winged king Shi Dakai, and he knew more about this place if he couldn't say it at the moment, and he made this appearance just to scare me, and then trap me, so that I would wait here in despair to die. He has an incredibly powerful destructive power, and he supposedly can find me directly and pinch me to death with a gentle blow. But these perverted people always have some perverted thoughts, in case people like this hobby of watching people being abused.

I slowly approached, trying to pull back the curtain and test my thoughts. If the statue remains in its original form when pulled open, and it's the one I saw earlier, then my guess is correct. And if it's not the statue, then there's something going on in this place, not a human problem. But the moment my eyes fell on the red curtains, I knew I was wrong.

The red curtain seemed to have not been touched for years, and a thick layer of dust had piled up on it. This is a trace of the years, and it cannot be disguised.

My heart tensed again, and I grabbed the corner of the curtain with one hand, and it was torn open with a bang. A puff of dust hit my nose, and I choked on it, and suddenly turned around and coughed violently. When I coughed up tears and snot, I turned to look at the sculpture.

It was a half-naked woman, her body was snow-white, and her eyes looked beautiful. But although this statue is about the same size as the one I saw before, I always feel that something is missing.

Smart! Yes, the word popped up on my mind. The statue is not as agile as the previous woman, it is like deliberately shaping it for imitation and appearance, and there is no aura in the sculpture of the blessing ceremony. Although the eyes of this sculpture are also shiny, it does not make people feel pity at all, but at a glance they know that it is a dummy.

My heart is weird. No one had been here for many years, and the place before that was very dusty meant that someone must have passed through it not long ago, and the curtain was torn off, and finally the curtain was closed. When I think of this, what suddenly comes to my mind is Yaozi's cute face.

She had only been here not long ago, and when she came to such a strange place, the first time she saw such a magical sculpture, she would naturally tear open the curtain and take a good look. I'm one such example, and she must have covered the curtain again after the first time she saw it, a psychology that can be attributed to perfectionism. And this time it was the second time she came in, and she knew what was underneath after seeing it, so she naturally didn't bother to open it again.

And that's when I came in. After opening it, I naturally admired it, but I didn't have her mentality, so I casually exposed it to the air.

Thinking of this, I began to look at the statue in front of me, trying to know what the problem was. This statue is still the same woman, in the same posture, with her hands on her waist and clenched into fists, making a ceremony of ten thousand blessings. I squatted down and checked carefully, only to see a line of small characters engraved under the soles of her feet, if I didn't squat down, I couldn't see it at all: Painter Zhang Qingqing!

It's those words again! My heart suddenly became annoyed, if you want to say that you are a painter, then you can paint. But if you make a statue with high wool, the statue you make is still so ugly, and there is no trace of agility. Isn't this a failure, ruining one's reputation?

I immediately stopped paying attention to the statue, turned my head and looked around, and the eight doors around me were full of the eight hexagrams. But at this time, I knew that it was useless to go back, and I couldn't go back. This ancient Chinese technique of retreat is incredible. If I hadn't felt the air was good, I might have thought it was a ghost.

This is related to the state of mind, and it is difficult to calm the mind, so it will be cranky. I forced myself to calm down, took a deep breath, and randomly picked a door to walk in. When the door opened, the statue covered by the red curtain appeared again, and eight doors appeared in front of me again.

I immediately closed the door, and I took a look, what can you do with me? I switched the door to the left again, and when I opened it, the same scene appeared on the other side. I knew it in my heart, and I wasn't surprised at all. I closed the door again, changed another door to the left, opened, and it was the same scene.

I went around counterclockwise and opened all eight doors in this space. The other side of the door was all the same, and I seemed to be stuck in an endless loop, from which I could no longer escape. Neither excited nor surprised, I calmly looked at the doors and began to think slowly.

These doors are all the same, and no one knows how many doors there are, and how many spaces there are, and I don't know now. But there is no danger here, and the best thing is that I can think slowly and walk slowly. I looked at the hexagram on the door, and at this moment I made up my mind to follow only one hexagram, that is, between heaven and earth.

In the gossip, heaven and earth are the largest, one up and down. And in this space, the complete three horizontal heavens and the broken three horizontal heavens also happen to correspond to each other, and if I enter from the sky, I will definitely come out of the earth. (To be continued.) )