Walking further, still less than thirty paces, I saw another iron door. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I stopped and turned my head to look at Wu Yiling, who was still a little sluggish, "You said that there weren't so many doors here when you came out?" ”

She nodded again and again, and added, "And I can't go that far, just a few steps out of my room is just a corner, and when you turn the corner, you can see the door out." ”

"And how do you explain the situation?"

"I..." Wu Yiling was speechless.

I inserted the key into the keyhole, and with a slight turn, there was a click, and the door opened again.

It's really a master key.

Hehe... They clearly did it on purpose.

There is a high probability that Wu Yiling is not lying, so the problem can only be with me, assuming that the terrain here can be adjusted at any time, then it can explain why the corridor we are in now is different from the corridor that Wu Yiling walked when he went out - I made the adjustment because of me.

The master key is circumstantial evidence, they want me to keep opening the door, so they arranged such a road for me.

The deeper reasons are not known for the time being.

These thoughts flashed away, and my thoughts returned to reality, and I stood at the door, and very wittily did not choose to walk in directly, but shouted at the door: "Is there anyone inside?" We're here to rob the Hell! ”

There was no one inside to reply, Wu Yiling weakly pulled my sleeve and said, "Isn't it good to say this, there is surveillance here..."

I didn't have the slightest idea of talking to her after realizing that she was a completely boring burden, so I didn't answer her low-level questions and walked straight in.

Then I saw a painting style that was surprisingly inconsistent with mine... Middle-aged old man?

Why call a middle-aged old man? Seeing that he was no more than 50 years old, 45 at most, but the almost overwhelming sense of decadence that made me decide to force his age to be 20 years old in my mind.

He sat on the toilet, crossed Erlang's legs, holding a newspaper in one hand, picking his nose in the other, after seeing me come in, he slowly raised his head, his eyes that were smaller than me (unmistakable) lit up, his white clothes were full of pale yellow dirty marks, and if you looked closely, there were still some food residues, his hair was very greasy, probably not washed since birth, the middle-aged man's face was dark yellow, his face was scruffy, and the whole was a mess of the image of an old man, and I don't know what made him decadent like this.

"You... Is it the one who caught me here? ”

The middle-aged old man opened his mouth and said, if it weren't for the fact that his fingers were still in his nostrils, his face would still have an inexplicable deterrent power - I mean for Lori under the age of fifteen, his face is a proper strange image.

"It's not." I replied succinctly and clearly.

"You just said that you came to rob the prison? Are you going to get me out? The old man continued.

"No, I lied to you, I just wanted to know if it was a person or a ghost, and now it seems that it should be a person... Right? I said disdainfully in a very flat tone, this kind of person who looks decadent, if it is really decadent, then it probably will not have any reaction to my words, if it is fake decadence, then it is estimated that there will be a very interesting reaction, the former situation will turn around and leave, decadent people are not interesting, if the latter situation happens... Depending on the situation, decide whether to go or not.

I was very pleased with his response.

"I'm not a human being now, in fact, I don't know, when I was a human before, I was indeed a human being, but I don't know when others didn't treat me as a human being." The bad old man put down the newspaper, and his fingers came out of his nostrils, and he said as he flicked.

"Huh? Why? Wu Yiling stood outside the door, cautiously stuck her head in, and interjected.

"Because—" the bad old man said slowly, accompanied by...

"Ahh Wu Yiling exclaimed in surprise and immediately retreated, don't think about it, it's not caused by some aura/coercion/domineering/spiritual pressure, it's purely because...

He stood up without lifting his pants.

...

Well, I guess I don't need to describe how he wiped his ass after this, right?

Anyway, he finished the gasp before he officially lifted his pants.

"Because, I'm too good to fight, no one is my opponent, and now everyone else calls me..."

"Fire Cloud Evil God? /。 I said at the same time as him, but in a questioning tone, and he said in an affirmative tone.

... MMP, it's really him, I have a familiar feeling when I first see him, okay, the question is, how did he get here?

... I don't seem to be qualified to ask this question, because, in essence, I'm a dead man who ran out of the movies!

"It seems that you are also a person in the rivers and lakes, not many people know my name, everyone who knows is either afraid of me or hates me, but you..." The smile on his face became more and more peaceful, as if this would make me feel a little more relaxed when he killed me later.

Actually, no, because I don't know what ease is.

But I know he did have murderous intentions - after this guy shows enough interest in the movie, he will go on a killing spree, no way, this guy is crazy.

Although I feel like I'm not quite normal myself...

Well, regardless of how this guy ended up in the real world, this guy now clearly wants to fight me.

Really.

After a big breath, he finally finished: "But you are different, I don't feel fear and hatred, you seem... It's like a passer-by who doesn't know me at all, but you can call me by name... This means..."

I opened my mouth and answered: "This shows that I am not a general, the kind of outsider who hides in the city, or simply a fool, but since I can say this, you must think that I am the former." ”

The old man nodded slowly with a smile that was dozens of times more peaceful, and I estimated that within five seconds he would burst out and hurt people.

So I chose to react in advance.

I couldn't help but look at the door but didn't dare (or shy...?) Wu Yiling, who looked at her again, pulled in, pointed at her, and said, "How do you feel about this little girl?" Isn't it a thief pretty? I've sent you, no thanks, I still have something to do, so I'll go first. ”

With that, I pushed her straight over, and she looked confused at the moment, not realizing that I had sold her in a few words.

It's not out of malice (unmistakable) or whatever, it's purely because I think that if I am beaten by the old man of Huoyun, I may not be able to stand up, this corridor is obviously still growing, I can't fall here, I chose to come out when I meet a shy ghost who can't communicate, and being unable to communicate means boredom, who would be interested in a stone? That ghost is actually the same as a stone, at least for me, and in the face of a monster whose force value has opened the fourth-order genetic lock, I obviously can't satisfy my curiosity by being beaten.

This guy doesn't give me any experience that I think is positive.

However, the degree of his drilling was obviously what I expected, and it seemed to be flawed, but it was actually not.

I'm just making a compromise gesture, and I'm ready for anything.

Feeling a huge force coming from my shoulder, I chose to raise my hand and surrender: "I have expressed my position for the two of us to go down the stairs, wouldn't it be good if you obediently accepted her?" Do you find it rewarding to beat an ordinary person? ”

"It's true, but you're not."

I turned my head to look at him, and after realizing that compromise was useless, I put down my hand in the air and gave him a backhand, saying, "If I were a master, I would have killed you a long time ago, what is the value of communication in your mind thinking about how to kill someone else?" I'd rather let this silly girl follow me than see you again. ”

"You say... Am I worthless? The old man tilted his head, a dangerous smile on his face.

I looked at Wu Yiling, who was gradually recovering from a state of confusion and was about to turn into a state of grievance, and then sighed at her and said, "See? This guy has a better brain than you, I explained to him why I wanted to go, but he directly omitted the intermediate process and directly thought that I looked down on him, don't you say this is nonsense? It's like I said, your mother is dead, I'll report to you, I saw your mother hit by a car on the side of the road, but the family of the deceased directly pressed me to the ground and beat me, saying that I killed it, do you think it's annoying? Doesn't it make people angry? ”

"But... I didn't feel like you were angry—" She looked at me in a daze.

The hand that was thrown on the face of the old man in Huoyun was retracted, and he slapped himself in the face silently, what did I want to explain to her? Why is her focus always a little skewed?

Yes, I really didn't feel angry, I just expressed my thoughts, without any emotion, although I brought some words to express feelings, but I actually deduced it myself in combination with the context.

Am I actually normal? Someone else but me is mentally ill? Now that I think about it, I seem to be relatively normal except for amnesia.

"Where do you look, boy?" The force on my shoulders grew stronger, and I realized that I might really have to take a beating today, that...

"I say, this Uncle Huoyun? Do you have to beat me up today? ”

"What do you say?"

The smile on his face grew brighter, and if I were a young and beautiful girl, I would definitely think that she liked me.

I didn't say a word, I just slapped a few times, so that maybe I could still retain some dignity when I was hung and beaten.

I can sum it up a little bit, you can't be too normal when dealing with mental illness, you sometimes have to follow him, for example, if I praised his martial arts just now, I would definitely go out now, and besides, you can't be irritable, you have to get along with him with the mentality of raising a stupid son, so maybe I can find some fun in his peculiar worldview.

It's too late to say anything...