When I went to the show for an interview for the first time, I knew that there were many floors underground in this building, but for various reasons, I had never seen it deeper underground, and I didn't expect this live broadcast to have this opportunity in a deep dream.

I went from room to room and saw that the interior was pretty much the same, and soon I lost interest and walked to the staircase.

"Are you leaving?" Truman was behind me, and the place was strange to him.

"There's no hurry." I went down the stairs to the fifth floor, where I had never been before.

The long corridor seemed to have no end, and the creaking sound of wooden planks was very eerie.

"What the hell?" Standing at the corner of the staircase on the fifth basement floor, the passage leading to the sixth basement floor is locked by an iron door, and the only area I can explore is the top five floors.

"How many floors are there in this building?" I looked down through the gap in the handrail, and I couldn't see the bottom at a glance, "Conservatively estimated to be more than ten floors, is this building structure for the legendary eighteen-story hell?" ”

Deeper, there was a faint shadow shaking, and I didn't know what it was, the iron door was locked, the passage was sealed, and I couldn't get down at all.

"The biggest secret of the show is estimated to be deeper underground, forget it, it's not easy to have the opportunity to explore the top five floors this time." I have a good mentality and will never let something that cannot be changed affect me.

Retreating to the fifth basement floor, I prepared to go from room to room.

"Room 451?" The decaying wooden door was still clearly numbered, and I pushed it in.

A musty smell poured into the nasal cavity, probably because it had been closed underground for a long time, and the room was damp and stuffy, and when you slammed it in, it would produce a feeling of suffocation.

"Anchor, be careful, there's something wrong with how you look at this room." Truman seems particularly resistant to these rooms.

"You stay out and I'll be out soon." It's been a long time since I searched all the rooms on the fourth floor, and I've been looking for number 44 on the way here, and there's no trace of it, so those two nightmares are likely to chase them all the way.

Stepping on the thick carpet into the house, there are more things left in the room on the fifth floor, there are some blank books, pens that can't be written, etc., this place seems to be frequented by very few "people", and the "thoughts" that chased us when Truman and I came didn't dare to enter this neighborhood, only nightmares dared to come in, and even nightmares, after coming in, they all hid their figures, as if they were afraid of alarming something terrifying.

"What is this?"

I rummaged through the cabinets and suddenly saw a torn paper mask under the table.

"It's not the same as the show examiner." The mask was full of cracks, and as soon as I touched it, it shattered, and I couldn't look at it a few more times: "It's a pity ......"

As I sighed, my eyes swept and I suddenly noticed a pale green in the area covered by the mask under the table.

Green means life in dreams, a rare color, and I crouched down, burrowed under the table, and filmed with my phone.

Under the table, next to the mask of the paper man, was a strange little grass.

It's so small, about the size of a baby's little finger, and the solitary blades of grass spiral inward, a bit like a real-life mimosa.

"Are you kidding? I actually found a grass in a deep dream? And it's in a building that is suspected to be the lair of the underworld show! If I hadn't had the judgment eye, if someone else came in, I guess I would have ignored it directly: "Do you want to ask Truman, he has studied dreams more deeply than me, but ...... Forget it. ”

I thought of an incident that happened before, and I didn't inform Truman outside the door: "More things are better than less, let's hurry up and find something useful." ”

Just as I was about to get up, a faint consciousness suddenly appeared in my liver, as if to tell me something.

"From within?" I look at myself inwardly, the only living thing in the liver is the Dream Wing Gu, it is said that I can go in and out at least in the middle dream realm, the key is that when I fight against the Three Yin Sect, the contemporary Meng Po wants to hook my soul, and in the end, the Dream Wing Gu fought hard to protect me, and the thousand-year-old locust tree flower consumed most of it, and it also fell into a deep sleep.

I looked at the grass under the table, full of life, not like a poisonous weed: "If Dream Wing Gu needs ......"

My eyes lit up, and I suddenly thought of a possibility, the small grass under the table was most likely the Dream Wing Gu's favorite food, the Dream Lingering Grass.

Reach out and grab the grass root, it grows from under the carpet and looks incredible.

The glowing green light swept away the vitality, and the moment my fingers touched it, the leaf veins that had been rotating inward instantly wrapped around my fingers, and then a little bit of green poured into my body, running directly to the liver, and then it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no movement.

"It should be Dream Lingering Grass, it's just that the number is too small, and it's not enough for Dream Wing Gu to recover." I looked at my palm, and the dream grass in my hand had withered, and its color had changed from emerald green to gray yellow.

"If I can find a large amount of Dream Lingering Grass to recover Dream Wing Gu, then my hope of escaping will be greatly increased!" Dream Wing Gu can't be cultivated artificially, it is naturally raised, it is an extremely rare wild Gu, I can become the owner of this Gu worm, it's really a coincidence, I have to thank that blood fox, in the face of the life and death crisis, Dream Wing Gu bowed his head and was willing to leave with me.

Although I didn't find any clues about the underworld show, I was quite happy that I had a chance to escape.

"Look again." Leaving room 451, I went into the other rooms on the fifth basement floor to check, and soon found a pattern, but wherever there is a paper mask, there must be a dream grass growing around.

"This dream haunting grass is only in dreams, and there must be a paper mask next to it, what is the relationship between the two?" Plants need nutrients to grow, and this is the first time I've seen a plant growing in a dream, "Could it be that it draws nutrients from a paper mask?" No, what nutrition can a mask have? ”

Thinking of this, I suddenly froze: "The paper man mask has no nutrition, but the person or memory who wears the paper man mask is gone, is it possible that this dream grass grows by absorbing the vitality and memory of the mask wearer?" ”

I don't know enough about the Nightmare Grass, so I can only guess out of thin air.

After absorbing six strains of Dream Grass in a row, the vitality contained in the liver orifice is more intense, and the liver is wood, and the more herbs and trees there are, it will also help me to open the liver orifice lock.

The only pity is that even after swallowing so much Dream Lingering Grass, the Dream Wing Gu still hasn't changed, and it is still asleep.

"At the beginning, the product information given to me by the Netherworld Show said that Dream Lingering Grass is Dream Wing Gu's favorite food, and taking a large amount may make Dream Wing Gu break through, could it be that I was deceived by the show? Or is the volume not large enough? "Just to find these six Dream Grasses, I searched through most of the rooms on the fifth floor, and wasted a lot of time.

"Anchor, it's time to go, right? You have run blindly in and out, and I haven't seen any substantial gains from you, so I think we should get out of here quickly. "Truman was urging in the hallway, he had never stepped into the house, so he didn't know about me picking the dream grass in the house.

"Wait." Steady Truman, I conducted a carpet search, not sparing a single room, all the way to the end of the hallway.

I had nothing to gain except the six, and standing in front of the last door, I didn't have much hope.

Stretched out my hand and pushed the door, but the wooden door did not move, and I was a little surprised: "It's actually locked?" ”

I didn't care at first, I kicked my feet with all my might, and the wooden door didn't move, so I cheered up: "It's weird, the other wooden doors have long been rotten, and they can be kicked open with one kick." ”

With the help of the phone's light source, I looked at the lock, which was a very strange composite lock, and the lock cylinder was in the shape of a plum blossom.

"Plum blossoms? Kind of familiar. I compared the wound on my wrist, this lock cylinder is exactly the same as the wound bitten by the plum blossom Gu: "This composite lock must find something close to the lock cylinder to open, and it will definitely not be able to open if you find two pieces of wire." ”

I just unconsciously muttered to myself, and after finishing speaking, my eyes suddenly swept to the pendant hanging on the mobile phone of the underworld show, this little gift from Xia Qingzhi to me happened to be the shape of a plum blossom!

"The key was given to me a long time ago......"