Do you want to keep eating and waiting for death in the Dream Manor?

That night, he lay in bed, very confused.

"My lord! What's on your mind? Hu Shuo's voice came out.

Now Hu Shuo considers himself the steward of summer, autumn and winter, in addition to leading those thousands of undead for him, he will also help him solve a lot of troubles.

"Hey! If you fail to do anything, you just have no spring! I'm afraid I'm going to get nowhere! "Summer, autumn and winter sigh faintly.

"Haha! My lord is really worried, you are guarding a cornucopia like Lost Dream Manor, what else can't you do? Hu Shuo smiled, he thought for a while, and whispered: "There is a door of luck upstairs, there is no ancient god living there, maybe it can solve your problem!" ”

The door of luck?

As soon as I heard this, Xiaqiu and Winter came to be interested.

Whether it is in the previous life or in this life, his luck is too bad, no matter how hard he fights, he will fail, and the experience of the two lives is almost exactly the same, and he is completely "hit".

Is there a treasure in the door of luck that can change your life?

Thinking of this, his heart was pounding, Xia Qiudong turned over and got up, carefully went up to the seventh floor, removed the fake seal he made, pushed open the giant door, and the corridor was still full of light.

In every door, there were all kinds of strange noises from time to time, crackling, shouting, and screaming...... It made him tremble, thinking that the people inside were all thousand-year-old ghosts, and he hurriedly quickened his pace.

Finally came to the door of luck.

Creak!

With a strong push, a crack slowly opened through the giant door, and he was immediately stunned.

Inside that giant gate is a huge whirlpool!

In the whirlpool, a cloud of red light and a cloud of purple light staggered and tumbled, like two heavenly dragons fighting.

Woohoo!

The two "dragons" seemed to notice his presence and roared towards him, letting out an earth-shattering roar.

Bang————!

Xia Qiudong hurriedly closed the giant door, the red dragon pounced on the door, and a red light had overflowed out of the door, but fortunately, the giant door closed in time, blocking the dragon's pounce.

Hiss ————!

The overflowing red light slashed on Xia Qiudong's arm, making him tremble violently for a while, and then everything gradually calmed down.

What a hanging! What a hanging!

Xia Qiudong patted his chest and secretly rejoiced.

Suddenly, his hand stopped in mid-air, unable to put it down any longer, and there was a red lightning-like mark in his palm.

After wiping it vigorously a few times, the mark was still not gone, maybe it was injured by electricity, he comforted himself like this.

"Hu Shuo! You're talking nonsense! This door of luck almost killed me! Xia Qiudong angrily blamed.

"Your Excellency! The little one hasn't been inside the door of luck, and he doesn't know it's like this! Hu Shuo defended aggrievedly.

Now that he has come up, Xia Qiudong is a little unwilling, so he continues to search in the secluded flowers, walking, watching, looking for other opportunities.

When passing by the calligraphy gate, the red lightning in his hand suddenly emitted a ghostly light, and then a strange stream of heat filled his body.

Stimulated by the ghostly light and heat flow, Xia Qiudong's body trembled, her legs weakened, and she fell to the right side, hitting the giant gate just right.

Rumble!

The door of calligraphy was completely slammed open by him, and the whole person was planted inside.

Xia Qiudong was so frightened that he hurriedly got up and found that it was dark inside.

It was a huge room, empty, and in the misty light and shadow, it was almost impossible to see anything.

Hee-hee!

Ha ha!

A strange laugh echoed, the sound distant and subtle, as if it were a human hallucination.

"Who?!"

Xia Qiudong knew that there were ghosts here, but he couldn't help but ask in a whisper.

Boom!

Whew!

As he spoke, all kinds of strange laughter were not weak but strong, like a hornet's nest that had been blown up, and they were noisy in the empty room.

Feeling bad in his heart, Xia Qiudong decided to leave this terrifying room first.

Boom ————!

As soon as he took two steps back, there was a loud sound of the door closing behind him, and when he turned around, he saw that the huge door had closed.

Immediately, the confusion of light and shadow became intense, and the entire room was illuminated clearly.

At this time, Xia Qiudong could barely see the layout of the room, which was a huge boxy room, and the towering walls were full of calligraphy and paintings of dragons flying and phoenixes, he didn't know calligraphy, and he couldn't see good or bad.

I know that what is sealed in this is a thousand-year-old ghost, and if I am not careful, I will lose my life.

Is it to activate the seal, the bloody undead? Or do you want to find another way and wait for an opportunity to get out? Heaven and man are at war in his heart.

When I glanced at it, I found that there was a futon in the middle of the room, and I suddenly had an inspiration in Xiaqiudong.

Take a deep breath, pluck up courage, possess the essence of the play, and forcibly break through to the futon.

Righteousness, kneeling, prostration.

The heart is full of reverence and piety.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the boy has inadvertently intruded into the Holy Land and offended the Holy Spirit, so I apologize here!" Xiaqiudong said loudly and continued to say goodbye.

Strange to say, when he knelt down, the noise in the room stopped abruptly, and the whole room became deep and solemn.

And it worked!

It seemed that he was fine, he bowed a few more times in amusement, then slowly got up and slowly retreated, wanting to take the opportunity to leave.

"Boy!"

Suddenly, a voice like thunder thunderbolted down from a distant height.

The sound was so strong that it shook Summer, Autumn and Winter, and almost fell.

Miserable!

It's still a thousand-year-old ghost!

Xia Qiudong screamed in despair in his heart.

"Boy, did you bow nine times just now?" The voice rang out again.

"Yes...... Oh, yes! Xia Qiudong recalled and responded weakly.

Ha ha!

Boom!

This time, the laughter was even more surging, as if there were thousands of ghosts around.

"Old Demon Wang! People are looking at you, kneeling three times and bowing nine times, sincerely worshipping the teacher, should you show it? The hoarse voice laughed maniacally.

"Humph! Ouyang old monster! What apprenticeship, did I say yes? Another deep voice followed.

"Old Demon Wang! Such a big gift, why is it not considered an apprenticeship? We are all Witnesses! Another shrill voice followed.

"Old Ghost Yan, what are you doing again!" The old demon seemed to be very dissatisfied.

Listening to the conversation of several ghosts, Xia Qiudong was already sweating profusely.

Wang Lao Demon, Ouyang Lao Monster, Yan Lao Ghost, these are all terrorists like the "Black Mountain Old Demon", and their lives are going to be over.

Xia Qiudong once again played with the essence possessed, and said with a smile on his face: "Gods! I think you may have misunderstood, I bowed a few more times, just to express my piety! The kid is immoral and incompetent, where can he become a disciple of the great gods! ”

As he spoke, he stepped back and approached the doorway.

"Oops! Dare to love, people don't want to apprentice yet! Old Ouyang smiled.

"Haha! Wang Lao Demon is so faceless! "Old Ghost Yan is even more gloating.

"Don't want to apprentice?" The old demon seemed to love face very much, and immediately his voice sank, "I have a strange temper, the more I come to beg me, the more I don't agree!" The more you want to hide from me, the more I want to teach! Boy, you can't go! ”

Cha!

Xia Qiudong almost scolded out, what kind of is this, if you kowtow a few more times, you will be an apprentice to a thousand-year-old ghost.

Before he could react, a green light suddenly filled the empty room, drawing him into a sea of light and shadow.

For a time, there were hallucinations in Summer, Autumn and Winter.

He felt that he was in an endless field, a fairy wind and a god stood beside him, and in front of him, a peerless calligraphy and painting kept flashing.

"The way of calligraphy lies in the brushwork, structure, retraction, momentum, artistic conception, and ......verve," the god man slowly explained.

I don't know how long it took for Summer, Autumn and Winter to wake up from the hallucination.

It was still the same room, but it was quiet, the light, shadow and sound were all gone, as if nothing mysterious had happened.

Xia Qiudong rubbed his eyes suspiciously, and continued to observe the entire room.

Suddenly, his whole body shook violently, and the whole person was completely stunned.

On the walls of the room, he could understand the calligraphy and paintings.

This pair is majestic!

That one, Wen Wanjuanxiu!

Again, heaven and earth are ethereal!

……

……

In an instant, the whole room bloomed with brilliant light, every line of poetry, every word, every stroke, every painting, was emitting dazzling golden light, and the whole room became brilliant.

Summer, autumn and winter are in a turbulent mood, and I can't help myself for a long time.

When his mood calmed down, he bowed respectfully three times before quietly leaving.

This time, there was no longer any hindrance.

"My lord! My lord! It scared the hell out of me! You're so lucky to have come out alive! Hu Shuo's voice sounded outside the door.

"Thankfully! Lucky! Xia Qiudong was also in a turbulent mood, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, didn't even have the emotion to speak, and hurriedly returned to his room.

Having learned the skills of calligraphy, he already had a general understanding of these magical doors.

In addition to special types such as the Gate of Life and the Gate of Luck, each magical gate should be sealed with ghosts with corresponding abilities, and each mana is super strong, and if you want to learn their skills, you must risk your life.

Xia Qiudong secretly swore that he would never provoke these thousand-year-old ghosts again.