Liu Chan felt that they were all crazy.

The room was compressed into a square with a side length of three meters, and they were still trying to amuse them.

He was so angry and anxious that he really wanted to go over and wake up the three of them, but his body couldn't move.

Shi Piaoxiang kept giving him a look, and he became more and more anxious.

Liu Chanben was disdainful, but he was not stupid yet, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, could it be that she was hinting at something?

When the wall was close to two meters, he finally understood and scolded himself for being stupid. Hurriedly lowered his head, and slammed his head against the table.

Wei Liang knocked a few times, feeling that the effect was not great, and the wall was still compressing. He turned his head to look at the woman, his eyes puzzled.

Shi Piaoxiang was anxious and shook her head like a rattle.

Wei Liang groaned, did she understand it wrong, she didn't plan to make everyone kowtow at all?

Pang Guang and Liu Chan no longer stumbled, looking at her suspiciously.

Shi Piaoxiang's expression was indignant, and he was almost angry, he bent down suddenly, and slammed his head on the stone table again. This time it was extra hard, and the head seemed to be not her own.

Large expanses of blood flowed out, staining the table red.

Wei Liang suddenly woke up to the fact that kowtowing is not the goal, blood is the point.

To confirm this, he bit his lip and spat a mouthful of blood on the table.

Shi Piaoxiang was overjoyed and hurriedly nodded.

Pang Guang also understood, and following Wei Liang's example, a mouthful of blood sprayed on it.

Liu Chan is actually not stupid, but his psychological quality is not good, and he lost his normal logical thinking ability when he was frightened.

At this point, the blood of the four people was imprinted on the stone table, and Shi Piaoxiang's body was paralyzed, and he finally relaxed.

When Wei Liang saw her expression, he knew that it was almost done.

The stone table absorbs all this blood and turns it into a vivid red.

The advancing wall came to an abrupt halt and slowly retreated. After a while, the room returned to its original state.

Shi Piaoxiang's violently beating hearts calmed down, it was really a thrilling experience, as long as you slow down, you will never see the sun tomorrow again.

Wei Liang didn't react, this scene was like riding a roller coaster, and the people around him screamed, but he was the only one who had no waves.

Twisting his body, he was able to move. He got up and left his seat effortlessly.

The confinement is gone.

He tried to activate his demonic form, a cloud of dark blue glow floating in his palm. The ability's seal was lifted.

Wei Liang had a harmless smile on his face. Once he can use his ability, his advantage is reflected, and the game of death requires not only wit, but also force oppression, and the bloody ring is a good example, if it weren't for his supernatural strength, the outcome is still unknown.

The strange power of blocking sound waves disappears, and people can communicate with each other.

"How do you know how to crack it?" Liu Chan asked.

"Taling told me." Shi Piaoxiang kowtowed the most, his face was bloody, his mind was dizzy and heavy, and his state was very sluggish, and he said slowly: "Condense the blood of the four of us on the stone table, and the wall will recede." ”

"Are you stupid!" Liu Chan was furious when he heard this, and said: "If you really want to use blood, you can kowtow?" Isn't it okay to just bite the skin of your mouth? We worked hard for a long time, and we were almost killed by you. ”

Shi Piaoxiang consciously took care of the loss and did not speak. Just now, I was also pressed for time, and I didn't have time to think about it, so I subconsciously used this stupid method. Then again, no one can keep their sanity in a critical moment, she thinks she's done a good job, and no matter what, everyone survives.

"Shall we get out next?"

Wei Liang said this sentence in a harmonious voice, looking like a good old man. He wanted to get out of here for a long time, but he wouldn't be the first to push the door. The game of death is full of so many surprises, and God knows what's out there, you have to find a shield.

"Let's go, go out and have a look. Since the rules of the game are to get out of the maze, we have to find a way to get out of here. Pang Guang's analysis was reasonable, but he didn't move, and shrank behind to point out the country.

Shi Piaoxiang sat on the chair, rubbing her head, looking weak, moaning twice from time to time, don't expect her to be a pioneer.

"Let's go, what are you afraid of!" Liu Chan was a little stunned, took three steps and made two steps to the door, and pushed hard, but the door did not move. He didn't believe in evil, so he pushed it a few more times, but it still had no effect, and said angrily: "I can't open it." ”

Pang Guang prompted: "Don't admit death, this door may be pulled." He stretched out his hand, made a pulling motion, and said, "You try again." ”

Liu Chan patted his head, but forgot about this stubble. He unleashed his power, clinging to the door, pulling hard, but still not moving. He looked gloomy and said, "Still no." ”

Wei Liang groaned: "It seems that this road is not working, let's think of other ways." ”

As he spoke, he moved around the room, striking it from time to time, and it was very thick to the touch, whether it was the walls, the floor, or the ceiling, it was solid. He summoned the demon's hand and scratched it hard, leaving no trace, and it was clear that this place could not be broken by brute force.

The area of the secret room is not large, the four of them searched separately, and soon probed around, there was no secret passage, no mechanism, and the door seemed to be the only way out, but it couldn't be opened.

Liu Chan frowned. He looks very distinctive, he is very old, obviously a young man in his twenties, but the lines on his head are one after another, and he looks even denser when he frowns. "It doesn't make sense," he said. The fact that Taling allows us to escape from the labyrinth and to arrange a secret room from which we cannot escape is itself contradictory. ”

"Don't worry, the game has just begun." Wei Liang said: "Will the painting on the wall have a special meaning?" ”

"Maybe it's just an ornament."

"It is better to believe what you have than to believe what you don't have."

Wei Liang carefully observed the contents of the painting, trying to find some valuable information.

There is a man with a crack on the top of his head, giving birth to a towering tree, and its sinuous branches spread out, producing countless flowers, each of which contains a strange world.

"Maybe this painting is a clue to break out of the labyrinth." Wei Liang said: "Everyone comes to study and study. ”

"You're almost there." Liu Chandao: "I hate this kind of abstract work the most, calling myself art, and playing his grandmother's legs." I believe that true art should be people-oriented, for the public, and for everyone to understand, not to engage in these absurd and strange things. ”

"You're far away, I don't have time to discuss art with you, just to analyze this painting." Wei Liang said: "If you guess correctly, it is a metaphor for the spiritual world of people. ”

Seeing what he said, the three of them began to pay attention to it, but they didn't analyze the reason when they looked at it horizontally and vertically.

"And then?" They all looked at Wei Liang in unison.

Wei Liang shrugged and said, "I thought you would have better insights. ”

Abnormal protrusions.

Six holes abruptly cracked in the walls around them, and one after another fire snakes erupted from them, approaching the four of them.

This secret room actually hides a murderous motive.