"What do you see?" It was Mo Han's voice. He shook my body violently.

"Nope." This is my agreement with Zisser. Since I couldn't lie and could only get away from the topic as much as possible, I turned my attention to Zize. Hopefully he'll pick up the topic.

"How about watching the door first." He also picked up my signal and immediately went to check the door.

Sure enough, the door opened.

And there is no sense of obstruction, and we have broken through this hurdle.

Boudu: "Go find Xia Qiao." He didn't hesitate at all, and left without even looking at me. Maybe when I was away, Mo Han and Qi Ze had already explained the situation to him.

I'll check the blank paper tips for any other errors. After learning that the next step was the library, I was relieved to follow. Then came Qi Ze and Ayan. Faced with the fact that we didn't discuss it, Mo Han also followed.

"Anyway, why didn't you get dragged into the illusion?" Zizel shouted.

Boud Tuk walked so fast that I almost had to trot up to keep myself from falling behind. And the injured Qi Ze was the worst, he had already injured a leg, and now he hurried in front of us at the back.

"What do you say?" Bour Du replied, holding his hand at the top.

Without the cover of gloves, we saw the left hand tattooed with a charm.

"Charms are really the greatest invention in the world hahaha" Qi Ze shouted loudly, a few heavy gasps in his tone.

"That's right."

Mo Han responded. After all, even Ayan, an ordinary person, is completely fine, and it seems that ghosts really have no problem with spells.

This time, we didn't even go to the library before we met the messenger sent by the spirit, which was different from the three-eyed ghost at the beginning. This time, the ghost was small, like a child of four or five years old, holding a scythe in both hands. Twos and threes blocked in front of us.

There were five of us, two wounded and one normal human.

Bu Du Kazuo was the first to strike, he used more fists and skills, and because of the charm tattooed on his body, the ghost's scythe was dissolved the moment it touched it.

The injured Mo Han and Qi Ze protected Ah Yan. Their weapons were gone, and the bullets didn't come out.

I wanted to help, but I didn't know what to do when I saw Booduk's way.

"Don't get in the way." Bun Tuk said.

As he spoke, he slashed off half of the ghost's body with his knife.

Why do these people like to fight alone?

I can't help but think so.

The imp's scattered limbs were scattered to the ground, and the limbs wriggled in the air, and no new limbs were born in the first place. Boo Du hammered it into his chest, and his body burst open. One of the pieces of meat fell on the sole of my foot. I subconsciously shrank my feet, the piece of meat did not let me go, it gave birth to a soft and soft hand, the white and tender skin is more like a baby, I lowered my head, saw it dragging the piece of meat on the ground and climbing, and finally put its hand on my feet, the sudden darkness in front of me made my body fall into the void.

I know its intentions.

By making physical contact with me, he sent me into the realm of the Spirit.

By the time I came back to my senses, it was a pile of books, and there were no shelves. There was a carpet underneath that sucked away the sound of footsteps, and there were no windows in the boxy room, only a rickety light bulb on the ceiling. It emitted a dim yellow light.

The pile of books obscured the door, and I walked a few steps around the books and saw a mahogany-colored screen in the corner, and a low wooden door in the distance. There is a strong presence in this room.

"General."

Click.

Accompanied by the sound of children and the sound of chess pieces falling to the ground.

When I looked back, I was greeted by a pair of clear eyes.

"Who are you?" The owner of the eyes asked, his voice full of childishness. A pleasant anomaly echoed through the room.

Can he see me?

I didn't answer with my eyes open.

I used to be alone looking for a way to get out of here, but this time I ...... Wait, is he really Xia Qiao? I remember we didn't go to the library.

"Are you here to get me out?" The child asked again.

I crouched down and made eye contact with him.

"What's your name?" For now, we still have to confirm whether he is Xia Qiao.

"My name is **"

"What?"

"My name is **"

What is the situation, why can you talk but always can't hear his name.

I looked at him for a moment, and from the outside, he looked like an ordinary child. The short black hair curled against his ears, and his face was not white and gray. It's neatly dressed.

From the eyebrows, it looks a bit like Xia Qiao.

"Is your name Xia Qiao?" I changed the way I asked questions.

“*****”

Now I understand that the Spirit's intention was to let me find his name.

But what does it mean to get him out?

"Can't you get out of here?"

"Hmm." He nodded heavily, and then reached out to the book-covered door. "I can't open it, can you help me?"

"Okay."

We moved away from the chess he was playing and made room. Begin to remove the books that block the door one by one.

We were still talking.

"How old are you?"

"8 years old."

"Do you know why you can't get out?"

"I don't know, I've been here for a long time." He turned his head to look at the small wooden door. "Food is brought here every day, but no one pays attention to me."

"What about your parents?"

"I don't know ......"

"And what are you going to do when you get out?"

"I ...... I don't know. But I don't want to stay here. ”

He stopped and looked up at the tall stacks of books. The childish eyes are full of despair about the environment in which they are located.

I looked at the book in my hand, with colorful covers painted on it. I know this book is all about adventures. The story of the hero gathering his friends and going to the endless sea to find treasure.

I flipped through the pages and saw a few page creases in the book. I don't know how many times he looked through it.

"Have you read all these books?"

"Some can understand it, some can't."

The vacated land was soon filled up again, and we had to change the direction to continue storing the books. It took about half an hour for the books to be removed completely. The original appearance of the gate is revealed.

Strangely, there is no doorknob on the door. The tentacles are warm, not like an ordinary door.

He walked up to me and touched the door, and then put his ear to listen to the sound outside. My superior hearing did not hear the voice of a third person, and besides, this was a spiritual illusion.

There won't be anyone else here.