"Okay."

The two of them turned around, and the small emerald door of the dark room was within reach.

The door may be small, but it separates two worlds.

Inside the door was dark and cold, and neither the crystal coffin nor Freud was cared for.

Outside the door, there was a thick and blurry, like a waterfall covering the doorway, and you couldn't see anything if you didn't go out.

"I don't know what happened to Lord Poker and the Chimera." Ziqi said as he walked towards the door.

"Hopefully they'll be okay already." Lingling said.

Just as Ziqi's body was about to pass through the door, he stopped.

"By the way, Lingling," Ziqi turned around and asked, "Didn't you say that you know three important things, so what is the third one?" ”

Lingling also stopped, looked at Ziqi in front of him and said, "It's about this giant beast." ”

"It's the beast again. It was as if everything had to do with the beast. Ziqi frowned slightly and said, "Then what is it?" ”

"This beast," Ling Ling said after a pause, "may be our hope of escape." ”

"What, what?" Ziqi was dumbfounded.

"Have you forgotten?"

Next, Lingling said something even more surprising.

"This beast is about to die."

"Dead?" Ziqi stood still.

"That's right." "When the death timer appeared, didn't Freud swear that it wasn't his own countdown, but the countdown of the beast?" ”

Ziqi's mouth opened, and in the end he didn't say anything.

He was constantly asking himself, did Freud really say this?

It seems that he has said it, but it seems that he has not said it, and he has no impression at all.

"So," Ziqi said back to his senses, "So, this giant beast will die?" ”

"Yes. Freud was the one who knew the beast best, and he said that if he would die, he would definitely die. After Ling Ling finished speaking, he added in a low voice, "I'm afraid, it's not long before I do." ”

"This, I don't understand, why is the death of the giant beast our hope of escape?"

"Don't you think it's weird?" Lingling asked rhetorically.

"Strange, very strange." Ziqi muttered.

"What's strange?"

"This ......"

He did find a lot of things strange, but if he was asked to say what was strange, he wouldn't be able to say it.

"There are three seemingly unrelated things that are actually the same thing described." "That's what's weird. ”

"What three things?" Ziqi immediately asked.

"First, it's the role of the behemoth." Lingling said with a finger outstretched.

"Tu, God Tu?"

"Yes." Lingling stretched out two fingers and continued, "Second, it is the death of the giant beast. ”

"Death of a Behemoth?" Ziqi finally found the conflict, and he muttered, "Yes, this is so strange, since the purpose of feeding the giant beast is to slaughter the god, then the giant beast is about to die, how to slaughter the god?" ”

"Hmm." Ling Ling nodded and stretched out a third finger, "Third, the final ceremony." ”

"Yes, the final ceremony." Ziqi's voice gradually became louder, "Everything the Wind Turbine Bureau does is for the smooth completion of the final ceremony, and we take it for granted that the final ceremony refers to the moment when the giant beast is formed. And now it seems that the death of the behemoth is the final ceremony, which is really incredible. ”

"Yes." Spirit concluded, "The purpose of feeding the giant beast is to slaughter the gods, and the final ceremony is when the giant beast is formed, and now the giant beast is about to die. These three points are almost irreconcilable. ”

"Not almost." Ziqi put his hand on the door frame and said, "These three points can't be reconciled at all. ”

"Nope." Lingling shook his head, "As long as we think about it from a different perspective, there is a way. ”

"What, what?"

"What if," Spirit looked up, "what if we didn't see the Behemoth as a brutal and evil beast?" ”

"So what is it going to look at?" Ziqi also slowly raised his head.

The moment his gaze touched the ice, Ziqi froze.

"See," the spirit, with her head held high, didn't notice Ziqi's strange appearance, and she continued, "Harvest, for example, an apple, an apple with magical powers!" ”

Although Lingling was behind him, and although Lingling's voice was clean and clear, Ziqi didn't listen to a word.

Because, he saw a string of numbers again.

The bright and dazzling countdown is here again!

"The Wind Turbine is the apple tree itself, and the Wind Harbor is the soil in which the tree takes root, providing a steady stream of nutrients to the apple tree." Ling Ling looked at the blurred figure above the ice and continued, "All of us in the Wind Turbine Bureau are hard-working fruit farmers, and they have done their best to cultivate this fruit tree, and the giant beast is the only fruit of this tree!" ”

"Ten, ten minutes." Ziqi finally spoke.

"What?" Ling Ling immediately lowered his head and looked at Ziqi, "Big brother, what did you just say?" ”

"The countdown number came again." Ziqi also lowered his head, looked at Ling Ling and said, "Ten minutes, less than ten minutes!" ”

"It seems," Ling Ling didn't panic, but smiled slightly, "this is the time for the final festival to begin." ”

"The time when the final festival begins." Ziqi repeated Lingling's words, then frowned and asked, "What is that?" ”

"Brother Ziqi," Ling Ling patiently repeated his words, and then asked, "If the giant beast is the only fruit of this tree, then what should be the final festival for the fruit grower?" ”

"Then," Ziqi said after a moment's thought, "naturally it is the day when the fruit is ripe." ”

"yes, so I think the final festival is when the behemoth takes shape." Lingling said firmly.

"But, what about death? Sigmund Freud said that behemoths die. ”

"It's the same thing." Ling Ling explained, "When the fruit is ripe, it will be plucked, and when the apple leaves the tree, it is equivalent to the death of the apple. ”

"You, you mean," Ziqi gradually understood, "because the giant beast is equal to the apple, therefore, the giant beast will also be killed after it is formed?" ”

"I think so."

"But, however, the giant beast is fed for the purpose of slaughtering the gods, how can the killed giant beasts slaughter the gods?" Ziqi asked urgently.

"Huh." Ling Ling smiled, "It's still the same thing." What are apples cultivated for? ”

"In order to eat, in order to provide nourishment for people."

"Yes, apples are cultivated to be eaten, and the moment they are picked, they are dead, but they can still provide nourishment." Ling Ling pulled his hair and continued, "I think the same is true of the giant beast, the giant beast is a special apple, and the people behind the scenes have gone to great lengths to feed it, not so that the giant beast itself can slaughter the gods, but need its nutrients. ”

"I, I've figured it out." Ziqi said, "The slaughter of the gods does not depend on the beast itself, but, but on some of its effects? Perhaps, maybe this ability is in its flesh, in its blood. A behemoth is a special fruit that, when ripe, is plucked and eaten by someone who needs its nutrients? ”

"yes, that's what it means."

"I see." Ziqi lowered his head and thought for a while, and gradually, he understood everything.

"That's amazing!" Ziqi praised, "Lingling, you are really powerful, in this way, the final ceremony, the slaughter of the gods, and the death of the giant beast are all fused." ”

"Hmm." Ling Ling smiled faintly, "Brother Ziqi, how much time do you have?" ”

"Also," Ziqi squinted his eyes over, "Also, more than six minutes." ”

"Alright, let's go, go find Master Poker and Mr. Chimera, and find a way out of here."

"Yes!" Ziqi was just about to take a step and stopped again.

"Lingling, I understand the question about the final ceremony, but you haven't said how we should escape?" Ziqi asked again.

"This," Ling Ling didn't look up, but just stretched out his finger and pointed at it, "it depends on the ability of this big guy." ”

"Look at it?" Ziqi raised his head again.

Six points full!

The bright red numbers are particularly eye-catching.

It's like a countdown to a volcanic eruption!

At this moment, Ziqi understood everything.

"Such a monster that covers the sky and the sun, and is a monster that can only be in the company of evil and dirty, must contain extremely strong destructive power." Ziqi said.

"Yes."

"This is not an ordinary fruit, and even if you are fully prepared for picking, I am afraid it will take a lot of work."

"Yes."

"So, we just have to wait for the countdown to end." Ziqi turned around and took the first step towards the door, "At that moment, something earth-shattering will definitely happen." ”

"Yes." Lingling also chased after him with light steps, "Maybe this dark house will fall apart." ”

"That's the best chance we'll have to escape this underground labyrinth."

"Hmm."

The outside of the jade door is like a curtain of light, and if you don't pass through, you can't see anything outside the door.

At this moment, Ziqi and Lingling were already in the light curtain.

Behind him, in the cold dark room, there was a huge crystal coffin lying silently, and next to the coffin, there was an old man with no hair and a long beard, and a pair of withered hands stretched forward desperately, as if to seize time and keep the years.

But sadly, he lost everything.

I didn't even have a chance to reveal the last secret.

His eyes were wide open, as if expecting people to read the last untold secret from his eyes.

That is, who is behind the scenes?

Although, there are many people who care about this issue, but only the problem itself, and no one cares about Freud anymore.

The light curtain was thin, less than a foot.

Soon, Ziqi and Lingling walked out of the dark room.