After going around the cube and not seeing why, I wondered in my heart, and I didn't know how dangerous the things inside were.

This reminds me of cell No. 3 on the second floor, if it's a ghost, it shouldn't be able to be locked up by a cube made of metal alone, right?

But I found that there were no seals such as charms on the cube, only a layer of white paint, and rust was exposed everywhere.

If this is inferred, it is likely that what is locked in the cube is a living person.

But this explanation does not seem to make sense, living people are locked in a sealed iron box without oxygen and food, and for so long, I am afraid that they will be highly decomposed.

Anyway, let's open it up and see if it's going to happen.

Zhu Feiyue and I looked at each other: "Is there a tactic?" ”

Zhu Feiyue: "No, don't ask me about tactics in the future, I'm just a painter, I like to go straight with a single knife, I do too much, I can't do a few tricks, what kind of conspiracy and conspiracy, I can't play." ”

I said, "How did you become a painter with such a thick basket?" ”

Zhu Feiyue was not convinced: "Are you fine? ”

The muscles in my face twitched, according to the rules of the madhouse, the higher the floor, the more dangerous the lunatics will be, imagine the strength of the second floor, and you can roughly calculate what kind of things we will face.

If you want to be like the second floor, if you don't formulate tactics and do it blindly, something big will definitely happen!

I really don't want to be carried into the emergency room anymore, although practicing until I am seriously injured and fainting can maximize the potential of my physical body, but this way is really too desperate, and I can't be so lucky every time.

No, I must not die in an insane asylum.

"I'll tell the control room, let's go!" Zhu Feiyue took out the walkie-talkie with a big grin.

"Wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

I pulled Zhu Feiyue to slowly retreat, my eyes scanned the surroundings, and pointed to the corner of the wall in the distance, I said to him: "Don't show your face first, go to the corner to hide, draw something casually, and hide yourself." ”

"When the door opens, I'll play tricks with the things inside, you watch in the dark, and if the situation is not right, you will immediately come to my aid."

Zhu Feiyue nodded: "Understood, this is called a Tibetan card." ”

I smiled and encouraged him: "Yes, you are the strongest hole card, so you must hide it tightly, the third floor is not as good as the second floor, I am worried, we both died in the hands of that thing, not all blind?" ”

Zhu Feiyue saw the deep fear in my smile, his face turned cold, and his brows trembled a few times: "What's inside...... Could it be that it is not a feminine thing? ”

I shuddered: "If you care about his yin and yang, it's not wrong to keep one hand." ”

Zhu Feiyue nodded in agreement, and I said to him word by word in a terrifying tone: "Wait for you to hide and observe, if I start with it, no matter who is powerful, you can come out to help, but if you ......"

I put it in his ear and whispered, "If I am killed by him immediately, you don't dare to come out and die, hide it tightly, and then think of escaping." ”

Zhu Feiyue's head turned bald when he heard this: "Let's change, can you hide." ”

I was a little impatient and said, "What are you and me inking?" My physical body is more powerful than you, facing that thing, I have a good chance of survival, it takes time to prepare for your soul painting, if the other party rushes to attack, you will definitely suffer, so the distribution is the most reasonable. ”

"Brother Zhu, if I kill it, you must get out alive and call someone to help me avenge it."

Seeing what I said so decisively, Zhu Feiyue's pupils contracted for a while, and a smile squeezed out of his face: "Isn't it just a split personality?" It's not as serious as you say. ”

Somewhat reluctantly, he grabbed the drawing board, quietly slipped to the corner of the wall, squatted down, and traced lightly on the paper, and a white mist came out, covering him tightly.

The white mist matched the color of the wall, and Zhu Feiyue's painting skills were fine, allowing himself to blend in with the wall, and he couldn't see the clue at all.

When he was hidden, I stood alone across from the cube and took a deep breath.

Cold sweat ran down the tip of his nose.

For a long time, I have a keen sense of smell for death, and I have a hunch that the dangers of the contents of the cube will probably exceed my understanding!

This time, I might really die!

That's why I came up with a strategy of hiding cards, and it's better for me to die than for two people to die together.

If I am destined to fail the test of the madhouse and die here, it is also destined by God, which means that I am not suitable for the bowl of rice of metaphysics, Cambrian, all the grievances in the world, let others deal with it.

Death is only the beginning, and when you think about it this way, there is nothing to fear.

I clutched the razor tightly in my palm, stared at the cube with both eyes, and took out the walkie-talkie to call the control room:

"Open."

"Now?"

"Now."

After a few seconds, under the touch of a mechanism, I heard a bang, and the steel plate that the cube was facing me opened, fell to the ground, and smashed the entire third floor violently.

When the dust cleared, I saw what was going on inside the cube.

There is not much space inside, only five or seven square meters, and there is a small bench on the ground, on which a young man sits.

The young man was a few years older than me, his hair was like a layer of oil, very neatly combed, and judging from his dress, he looked like a down-and-out intellectual before liberation, with a white tunic full of patches, a pen in his breast pocket, coarse cloth trousers, and bare feet.

The young man's face was very clean, there was nothing special about his eyebrows and eyes, he wore a pair of glasses, and the lens on one side was shattered with a few cracks.

In front of him, there was a zither in place, and other than that, there was nothing else in the cube.

I looked at him warily, my eyes shifted to the zither, and I quickly saw that something was wrong.

The shape of the guzheng is sometimes blurry and distorted, sometimes clear, as if the surrounding space has produced some kind of tearing, which shows that this guzheng does not belong to the yang world.

Those who also do not belong to the yang world are still young people.

He was caressing the strings with his slender fingers, and his eyes were as calm as water, and he looked at me, and when he saw that I was clutching the arc-wrapped razor, full of vigilance, the young man chuckled:

"I've been locked up for too long, thank you for bringing the news to a breath of fresh air."

He pointed behind me and said, "In the past, there were a lot of crazy people on the third floor, all of them were despicable and vicious, and bastards with twisted hearts, but they have all been devoured by me as tribute. ”

"Later, I was the only one left here, no...... Three, to be exact. ”

The young man's voice sounded very hoarse and ethereal, and the vicissitudes of life in his tone obviously did not belong to his age.

"The three of us, imprisoned in this cube, how many years have passed, I was desperate, I couldn't have imagined that today, I finally made me wait for a new tribute."

Three? He was the only one in the cube, but where were the remaining two?

When I realized that I was facing the most terrifying split personality patient in the whole country and even in the whole world, my cold hairs immediately stood up, I gritted my teeth, and asked him with a hideous expression:

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Neither." The young man shook his head: "This question, I've been thinking hard, what am I?" Or rather, what are we? ”

"It's not a human, it's not a ghost, it's not a so-called demon, so what is it?" The young man frowned, sighed, and said:

"I really can't think of an answer, but then again, it's strange that every time you encounter a species, you have to identify what it is, as if you can't recognize it, and you want its life."

"Demons, demons, demons...... The unknown species of the world of the dead, what about these? How can you tell the difference? When you look up at the night sky, can you name each star? ”

I didn't say a word, and the young man said to himself, "This obsessive fear comes from ancient times, our ancestors. When primitive people hunted snakes and insects in the forest, and when picking fungi, they had to identify the toxicity of the species before deciding whether they could eat it. And the unknown species can always make us feel scared and afraid to approach it, don't they? ”

"But the universe itself is unknown, and for human beings, the universe is too deep. The appearance of matter, time, space, the multiverse, the origin and destination of life...... It's not that we're not smart, it's just that we have the inferior nature of animals, we are inferior species, we don't have the right to know the truth of the universe, we only deserve to be the tribute of higher species. ”