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His ass was a little cold when he touched the soft sand, and his mind gradually cleared up.

There is no point in going back and forth again, it will only add a series of footprints to the sand, and there is no other use. If Yue Qiang, who could only play games before, encountered this situation, I am afraid that he would have collapsed long ago. But now, having experienced the great transformation of the world, he is more vigilant.

The moment he sat down, he really returned to his composure.

There was only one thought in his mind: what would she do if Yin was here?

I've seen this girl reason countless times, and even if she is still stupid, she finally knows what "smart" looks like.

In the current situation, it is obvious that there is no way out.

Sitting?

No.

Try to pay attention to every detail and recall the experience that happened after you came in, and you may be able to get out of the situation.

After entering the door, first fill in the blanks with the Analects, then archery, then mirrors, then sand, and then the loop...... Every step is weird. Since every step is weird, is the ordinary part a breakthrough?

Thinking of this, Yue Qiang seemed to have a sudden enlightenment in his mind.

Idioms fill in the blanks, archery, these two steps, obviously not done, can also be passed!

Maybe...... Should it be?

Yue Qiang stood up again and walked up the steps. After walking a short distance, I saw the fence of the first level.

The fence was very low, waist-high, and seemed to be able to cross it with a single step. The fence is installed on the staircase, and there is a door in the middle with an unfinished sentence on the door:

"_____, will you shoot too?"

The latter sentence "must also shoot" was filled in by himself with charcoal, and there was originally a sentence in front of which the gentleman had nothing to fight, but now it is empty. When I passed by just now, I went straight over the fence and didn't pay attention, but now that I think about it, it's a strange point.

Yue Qiang picked up the charcoal pen that fell on the ground, and he had to fill in the words "A gentleman has nothing to fight".

As soon as he picked up the pen, he hesitated again.

Why is there no dispute?

I'm obviously arguing, right?

I need to find out what the two pieces of wood on my body mean and what is written behind the word "change"; I want to know what kind of secrets are hidden in the second strange book in the world; Finally, I'm going home.

Why nothing?!

How can you not argue?

Yue Qiang calmed down, he calmed down, and filled in the empty space with the words "gentlemen have a fight".

The words are written.

Nothing has changed. The inside of the tower was still dark and silent, with torches flickering and a faint light.

It seems that everything has changed.

It's still the staircase, it's still the wooden door.

The wooden door did not open itself because he had filled in the blanks.

Yue Qiang stood up, touched the firewood, and gently pushed it very naturally.

That's how it should be.

The wooden door should not have been opened by himself, it should have been pushed up by him to open it.

……

Walking further on, we came to the second level.

The theme of this level is "shooting".

The arrows are gone.

But why use someone else's arrow?

Yue Qiang brushed away the sand on the ground, picked up the inferior longbow, pulled out the iron bar from his back, and put it on the bowstring. He aimed at the bullseye of the target at the top of the tower, and instead of launching in a hurry, he used a special move, killing advanced!

At this moment, the target became a little illusory, a little data-based. From his eyes, it was no longer a target, but something that looked like a switch. It contrasts strongly with its surroundings and is out of place.

Loose strings!

Arrow out!

Iron bar ****, impartial, right in the switch!

The target is shattered.

Shooting this arrow, Yue Qiang felt a little weak, but at the same time, he also felt that something around him was shattered, and with the shattering of the target, it turned into a burst of fragments.

It seems that it is space that is broken.

It was clear that the silence inside the tower was terrible, and no sound could be heard; There was only the faint light of the torches, and he couldn't see anything unusual, but his senses clearly hinted at him.

Something has been destroyed.

Yue Qiang put the longbow behind him again, then stood in front of the door of the hut for the third time and entered the house for the third time.

He passed by the mirror that he had shattered. The broken mirror intermittently reflected Yue Qiang's portrait, and his movements followed suit, without any deviation.

Yue Qiang didn't even look at it.

He knew he didn't have to look at the mirror anymore.

Step forward and push the door open.

Outside is the night sky.

I heard the cicadas chirping at night.

The skin felt the night breeze.

Finally came out, well, nice night view.

It's a good feeling too.

He looked around and saw a wide range of views. Directly south, the gate of the courtyard of the sacrificial house is closed, and there is a gatekeeper who is about to fall asleep next to it. On the side, in the distance, is the crooked neck tree that I borrowed when I came in, and from here, the shape of this tree is eerie. Further out, there are dense bungalows and alleys. Under the moonlight, it is very quiet, and the farthest point of view can faintly see the city wall.

The area at the top of the tower is five or six zhang square, go out of the door, you can see a desk in the center of the front, there is a candle flame flickering on it, emitting a faint light, and a book is placed on the desktop reflected by the candle flame.

Yue Qiang stepped forward and picked up the book. Immediately afterward, there was a look of joy in his eyes.

This trip was not in vain.

……

……

In the dark, there was a sudden sound of questioning.

The voice was very ordinary, the kind that was still unrecognizable when it was still in the crowd.

"Didn't you say he was stupid?"

There was no answer.

"Didn't you say he had no brains?

There was no answer.

"Didn't you say he had a problem with IQ and EQ?"

This time, there was a voice of answer. It's just that the voice is extremely hoarse and old, and it seems that the owner of the voice has lived for countless years, and is already dying, waiting for death. His words are not complicated, just four words, concise and to the point:

"It was an accident."

Hearing this answer, the ordinary voice was silent for a while, as if it had some sense of the word "accident". Suddenly, he asked again: "Zhao Yuan climbed the tower back then, how many times did he walk?" ”

The hoarse voice was silent for a long time, and replied: "Zhao Yuan stepped on all the quicksand back then, and he didn't come out, so I let him out." ”

This time, neither of them spoke anymore.

The ordinary voice was so shocked that it didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he asked again: "I want to know what words were written on the chai door when Zhao Yuan climbed the tower back then." ”

The hoarse voice didn't think that there was a need to answer this question, so he didn't answer anymore, but refocused his gaze on Yue Qiang.

I saw Yue Qiang put the book into the cloth bag. Then, instead of going back through the door, he jumped straight down the tower, jumped onto the crooked-necked tree, and then slid down the trunk to the wall, disappearing into the night. (To be continued.) )