Mental calculation: It is possible that the gossip chart is misaligned at the beginning. Therefore, every time you can only find the door of death, but you can't find the door of life. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance sideways at Liu Zimo, snorted coldly, and a happy smile appeared on his face. Thankfully, this kid woke me up. Otherwise, I might not even know what was wrong now.

On the dimly lit platform, urine shimmered. Gradually encroaching on the entire platform, like an endless trickle, slowly expanding the territory of the territory.

The two stood silently side by side on the high stairs, watching the urine slowly drip down the stairs.

Liu Zimo suddenly looked up. A strange sound of "hiss~" came out of his mouth.

Lin Qiuzheng felt strange, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?" What's there to see on it? ”

"Master, I'm thinking. It's not an infinite loop. Below the stairs is the equivalent of above us. I'm looking to see if my urine will drip from above. If it drops, I'll avoid it. Otherwise, how dirty it will be to be dripped. ”

Lin Qiuzheng thought to himself, so he followed his gaze and looked up, but after a while, he didn't see any urine dripping from above. Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind.

Just listen to Lin Qiuzheng: "Ah! "Really! A sentence to wake up the dreamer! He slapped his head again, obviously excited, and shouted, "That's right! That's right! Life is death, death is life! What a lucky boy you are! The previous depression was swept away at this time. I was excited at the moment and wanted to kiss him, but in the end I restrained myself rationally.

Lin Qiuzheng's excitement was not unreasonable. He had already understood that there was nothing wrong with the Bagua diagram that had just been arranged, but what was wrong was that he had inadvertently ignored the existence of the three-dimensional Bagua diagram.

The ancestors often said that the sky is round and the place is round, but the sky is round and the movement changes, and the place converges and is static. Everything is inseparable from the three-dimensional plane, which is the so-called circle of the sky.

The door of death that you find is the door of death that extends horizontally, and the door of life extends up and down. Although they are the same side, they are facing completely different directions. The urine dripped downward, but did not drip from above. That means that you have found the door of life and broken this formation.

If you use your feet to go up and down the stairs, it is equivalent to a flat extension, so you will be trapped. And the dripping of urine, straight up and straight down, directly skips the plane extension and extends from the top to the bottom. All the mysteries are in the words 'point' and 'surface'. To crack it, you can only use 'falling', not 'walking'.

He was excited and seemed to feel that if there was heavenly help in the dark, the place where the birth gate was located was found by a bubble of urine by chance, and woke himself up.

He happily looked at the urine all over the ground, and his heart was even more indescribably happy.

Liu Zimo next to him didn't know what he was talking about, but listening to his extremely excited tone, he knew that this matter was saved. However, he did not dare to look down, still looking upward, for fear that urine would drip from the top of his head.

Suddenly, I felt a tightness in my chest, and a backward force suddenly came. Unsuspecting, he instinctively exclaimed, "Ah! An exclamation.

The whole body took a sharp step back with a backward thrust, and the back of the waist leaned against the armrest. The handrails of the stairs instinctively stop the retreat and prevent falling. But because the thrust behind is both urgent and heavy, it can't be stopped at all. I saw him heel, head on his feet, over the handrail, and fell downstairs.

The last thing he saw in his eyes was Lin Qiu smiling at him, his expression was extremely weird.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, Liu Zimo shook his body quickly, the back of his head hit the wall, and he felt a burst of pain and numbness.

He gradually woke up, squinted and opened, and it was dark in front of him, and he didn't know where he was. Turning his head, Lin Qiu was tilting his head, leaning on his shoulder sideways and not saying a word, as if he was asleep.

"Huh? What's going on? What was sent? How did you end up here? Didn't you fall downstairs? He didn't understand what had happened, and his mind was full of questions.

After waking Lin Qiuzheng up, the two found that they were asleep. The place is still the previous F19 mid-level platform. Even the cigarette butt on the ground was still there, but only one.

Lin Qiuzheng looked around and saw that there was only one cigarette butt, and he understood in an instant. snorted coldly and said hatefully: "It's amazing." Even I was tricked. ”

"Master, what's going on? I remember being pushed downstairs by you. His eyes were full of doubts waiting for him to answer.

Lin Qiuzheng stretched out his hand and pointed at the cigarette butt and said, "Judging from the fact that there is only one cigarette butt on the ground, we should have fallen into some kind of illusion just now." If my guess is correct, this should be a long-lost spell of Qimen. In other words, everything that happens after that should be in a vague dream. Naturally, there are other cigarette butts on the ground. There are no urine stains anymore. ”

As soon as the words fell, Liu Zimo hurriedly looked at the crotch of his pants and found that it was not wet. patted his little chest with a happy face: "It's okay, it's okay~" Then asked: "Master, when did we get recruited?" ”

"I think it was when I saw this." Lin Qiuzheng raised his hand and pointed at the words F19 on the wall, and his tone was quite affirmative. continued, "We hadn't been to the floor before. Only one glance here, and then he was hit. If I'm not mistaken, she's sure she's hallucinating on the walls of every floor, and anyone who looks at it will be caught in the way without even realizing it. It's really ruthless! ”

"Lost spells, too?" Liu Zimo touched the back of his head with a faint pain and asked puzzled. While speaking, Lin Qiuzheng reached out and grabbed a piece of red paint on the wall, rubbed it with his fingertips, and sniffed it under his nose, only to feel that the front taste was spicy and pungent, the middle taste was sour and bitter, and the aftertaste was accompanied by a strange fragrance. If one of the three flavors is taken and placed outside, it will definitely be smelled. But when they are mixed together, the smell masks each other, making it difficult to detect.

"Yes! This is the smell of cinnabar, absinthe, hemp stamens. These are neurohallucinogenic plants. After the mixture of the three powders, if people inhale them for a long time, they will cause people to hallucinate or fall asleep unconsciously. The doubts in my heart have been solved by now. It doesn't seem that it was only after taking a look at this layer of F19 red paint that it was tricked. Instead, upon entering the staircase hallway, all floors are painted in red letters, emitting a scent. As a result of non-stop breathing, as long as a certain dose is reached, it will become chronic poisoning, inducing hallucinations or lethargy. Eventually, it was only on the 19th floor.

Thinking about this, Lin Qiuzheng was even more deeply afraid of her in his heart. admires her ability and fears her cunning. Sniffing for a short period of time does not induce hallucinations, let alone any notice. However, after a long time, such as climbing up and down the stairs, you will be hit after a certain amount of time. People in modern society are accustomed to taking elevators every day, and no one chooses a tiring and long staircase. If a person chooses to walk the stairs for a long time, then the person who comes must have no good intentions.