Chapter 22 True and False Money Eight or Nine
Qian Bajiu pulled Zhao Fengdemon to the first floor, only to find that the scene on the entire first floor had changed, where was the cloakroom I saw before, as far as the eye could see, except for the brown wall, it was a wooden door, which was more like a huge basement warehouse.
"What's going on?" Zhao Fengyou asked breathlessly.
"Found by a mirage." Qian Bajiu's answer was concise, "I wanted to run out with you for help, but I didn't expect the mirage to move so fast that it replaced the scene on the first floor in advance." ”
"What's next?" Zhao Fengdemon stood up straight and asked.
"Find the door to get out." Qian Bajiu said.
"There are at least twenty doors here, just open one by one?" Zhao Fengdemon glanced around and said.
"There's no other way." Qian Bajiu said, "I'll stop that strong man, you find the exit, remember, when you open the door, you must not say that the gap in the door is too big." ”
"You mean you're afraid there's something behind these doors?" Zhao Fengyou asked.
"It's better to be careful in everything." Qian Bajiu, who encountered things, was completely opposite to his previous personality, and his thinking became quicker.
"Okay, I see, be careful here."
Zhao Fengdemon quickly ran to the first door, this is a stone door, he dragged it back hard, the door did not move, the door was locked, the door was carved with some messy lines, Zhao Fengdemon had no design for art, he couldn't understand what was painted on it, shook his head, and rushed to the next door.
On Qian Bajiu's side, the strong man with the axe also rushed downstairs, and as soon as he appeared in front of the door, he was frozen in place by Qian Bajiu using the compass in his hand.
Zhao Fengdemon saw that there was no movement on Qian Bajiu's side, and peeked at this side, only to know that Qian Bajiu was not so easy as it seemed on the surface, the beads of sweat were falling like rain from Qian Bajiu's forehead, and Qian Bajiu's hands were crossed with sword fingers supporting the compass, Zhao Fengdemon knew that this was a spiritual seal, a very common one-handed feng shui warlock's technique, which could enhance the power of the magic weapon in his hand.
As soon as he came up, Qian Bajiu worked so hard, Zhao Fengdemon didn't dare to delay in his heart, and quickly opened the second door, this door was unlocked, and it was easy to open, but as soon as the door opened, Zhao Fengdemon heard a piercing scream, which made him dizzy.
"What's that?" Zhao Fengyou felt in a daze that a hand was groping around on his hand, which woke him up from his dizziness.
A wizened, turquoise seaweed hand was clutching his left hand.
Only then did Zhao Fengdemon understand the meaning of what Qian Bajiu told him before, and quickly closed the door with the strength of breastfeeding, and there was another piercing scream, but at this time, Zhao Fengdemon already had resistance in his heart, and his teeth gently bit the tip of his tongue to keep himself awake, ignoring the withered arm that was still in his hand, and pushed the door slammed shut.
There was a sound of bones shattering, and the withered arm lost its strength and fell to the ground.
Zhao Fengdemon didn't have the heart to care about the withered arm on the ground, and quickly rushed to the next door, this is another stone door, very similar to the stone door of the first one, the only difference is that the messy lines on the door are in different directions.
Zhao Fengdemon just glanced at it, and then came to the fourth door, which was the same as the second door, it was also a simple wooden door.
"There's not going to be something as strange behind this door as the second one, is it?" Zhao Fengdemon thought in his heart, opened the door a small crack, there was no sound, he curiously widened the crack in the door, and looked inside.
This look is terrible, almost made Zhao Fengdemon jump up, there is also a person inside the door who is looking at him like this, Zhao Fengdemon quickly turned around and closed the door, leaning against the door, panting, his body gradually slid to the ground because he had no strength to support.
After a few big mouthfuls of breath, Zhao Fengdemon eased up, because the person he saw in the door just now was himself, just like looking in a mirror, but Zhao Fengdemon knew that there was not a mirror behind the door, which was also the reason for his fear, what was the self behind the door?
From the back of the fourth door to the end of the corridor, there were such wooden doors, and Zhao Fengdemon didn't dare to look inside, for fear of seeing one of himself behind each wooden door.
The strong man with the axe seemed to be a parallel commodity, and in just a moment, it turned into a cloud of flying ash under the light of the compass in Qian Bajiu's hand.
"What's wrong?" Qian Bajiu noticed Zhao Fengyou's strange appearance and ran over to ask.
"I just saw another me behind the door." Zhao Fengyou said with a face.
"Behind this door?" Qian Bajiu pointed to the door behind Zhao Fengdemon and asked.
"Yes." Zhao Fengyou said.
"Nothing else?" Qian Bajiu continued to ask.
"No, the second door that can be opened, there seems to be a moving corpse behind it, and I just broke one of his arms when I was in a hurry to close the door." Zhao Fengyou said.
"Where's the arm?" Qian Bajiu asked.
"It's on the ground in front of the door." Zhao Fengyou replied.
Qian Bajiu looked towards the second door, it was empty, there was no arm, "Are you sure you saw that arm fall to the ground?" ”
"I'm sure, a wizened arm covered in green moss." Zhao Fengyou said.
After speaking, Zhao Fengyou looked at Qian Bajiu, who was frowning, and asked, "That arm won't disappear, right?" ”
Qian Bajiu didn't speak, but turned his head to look at the doors behind him and nodded.
Zhao Fengyou also followed him to look over there, only to see a broken arm swaying back and forth on the handle of a wooden door, and the arm was the arm he had broken, and the wooden door was actually opened by this broken arm.
Zhao Fengyou didn't know when the door was opened by that arm, and he didn't know what was coming out from behind the door, the reason why he knew that something came out of the door was because of a dark footprint left on the ground in front of the door, and the last place where this footprint stopped was the location of Qian Bajiu in front of him.
Zhao Fengdemon tilted his head slightly, and looked in the direction where Qian Bajiu was before, where there was a Qian Bajiu holding a compass to fix the strong man with an axe as before.
Qian Bajiu saw that Zhao Fengdemon's face became a little abnormal, and he also looked in the direction where he was before, only then did he realize the seriousness of the matter, he quickly pulled up Zhao Fengdemon, who was still sitting on the ground, and said: "Feng Demon, you believe me, that is not me, I have already solved the strong man who chased us." ”
Zhao Fengdemon stretched out his hand and slapped Qian Bajiu to take his hand, pointed to the dark footprints on the ground and said, "How do you explain this, what are you?" ”
"How do I explain what?" Qian Bajiu looked in the direction of Zhao Fengdemon's finger, how could there be anything.
"Can't you see?" Zhao Fengyou looked at Qian Bajiu suspiciously and asked.
"There's nothing here, what should I see?" Qian Bajiu said earnestly, "Feng Demon, the purpose of this mirage is to make the two of us fight, you have to believe me, I am real, and that one is fake." ”