Oh no, it's time to encounter another ghost hitting the wall. I cried out in my heart. Without hesitation, I immediately ran to the room where I had first arrived, only to find that this room was the first time I had gone with the fat man to find Shirley Young.

Damn, it looks like a ghost hit the wall. I remembered that the fat man and I had just gone separately to find Shirley Yang, and there were many strange things on my side, and I didn't know what was going on with him. So I shouted, "Chubby! Chubby! There was no answer at all. I couldn't help but panic a little. Shirley Yang and Chubby didn't respond, they shouldn't have encountered any danger.

Originally, this trip to find the tomb of the Chen family was full of dangers, and the three of us suffered a lot, and we worked together to overcome all the difficulties of the Dust Washing Temple. Now the fat man and Shirley Yang are not by my side, if they are both in danger, I am afraid that they will be more than lucky on their own. The thought that Fat Man and Shirley Yang might be being attacked by danger somewhere, made me frightened. How many times during the Vietnam War did I watch my comrades-in-arms die in front of me, unable to move, unable to speak, and turning into a corpse from a tough guy, my heart shuddered, and I really couldn't bear the feeling of loss anymore.

I ran desperately to another passageway, and the room I entered was still not the one I had just seen, as if there were countless different rooms underground, and they were moving in circles around me like marquees. I ran from room to room like crazy in this great underground labyrinth, and I couldn't count how many rooms I saw, but I still didn't see a trace of Fat Man and Shirley Young, and almost every time I walked I saw a new room that I hadn't been to.

I shouted the names of Fat Man and Shirley Young, and still no one answered me. No, I can't run around like this without a purpose, I have to think about how I can get through this ghost guò.

Some people explain that this situation is because the strength of people's legs is different, and if you close your eyes and walk by feeling, you think you are walking in a straight line, but in fact you are walking in a big circle. Because any object that does it without interference from the outside world is moving in a circular motion. There is some truth to this statement, but there is no way to explain why it is okay to walk in the same place, and it is okay to walk once. Some of the ghosts hit the wall are naturally formed, and it is not clear why it is explained, and human cognition has still reached a certain height. Some were deliberately artificially created in order to trap trespassers, as in the current castle tower. But where it is man-made, there must be flaws, and the wisdom of human beings is always inferior to the magic of nature.

The clue of the old dragon's head is called "100,000 unjust souls paving the long road", could it be that the unjustly killed ghosts are really giving us problems and want to kill us? It's the first time the three of us have lost touch with each other after so many times we've fought together. Don't panic, you have to keep your composure, I said to myself in my heart. I would never allow either of them to leave me in the wrong fate.

Since we climbed the Chenghai Tower, there has been a mysterious feeling lingering around. This old dragon head was built by Qi Jiguang to resist the Japanese invaders, and perhaps these ghost walls were specially designed to resist the attack of the Japanese invaders. I don't believe it's really a ghost to hit the wall in Chenghai Building this time, and the fights we have stolen are all mysterious and difficult to find, and mysterious things are one after another, but none of them are caused by ghosts.

I sat against the wall on the stone bench and carefully recalled the situation just now: suppose the room where I sat and talked with the fat man was A, the room where I first went to Shirley Yang was B, the table with the stone kang after returning was C, the room that changed again after returning was Ding, the one with the scattered stone benches was E, and the one with the stove was Ji. I ran back and forth several times in these rooms, and these six rooms were on the same aisle.

First, I was chatting with the fat man in A, then I went to room B on the right side of A, and when I returned to A, I found that A had become C, and when I returned to B, I found that B had become D. He returned to C from D, and then went through C to room E on the left, and when he returned to C from E, he found that C had become himself, and when he ran to his right, he found that he had come to B. It is almost certain that B and D are on the right, A, C and F are in the middle, and E is on the left. Why do I find that A has become C when I return to A from B? Could it be that this stone house can move on its own? I shook my head, Qi Jiguang probably didn't have such advanced technology during his time. Then there must have been some clever design that fooled my eyes and made me think that I was going back the way I came, when in fact I had taken a different fork in the road.

I looked around carefully, and there was a stone kang in my current room, which meant that I was in Bingli. According to what I just guessed, my right-hand side should be B and D. I took the wolf's eye and looked carefully at the wall, slowly walking to the right to see if there was anything out of the ordinary. The whole house is made of identical bluestone, and the walls are stacked into more than two meters high. I am about 1.82 meters tall, because the frame of this house is not high, and I feel a little depressed in this room. The light of the wolf's eyes was faint in the dark basement where no light had penetrated, and I struggled to make out the marks on the walls and on the floor. But when I got out, there was still a wide passage, and I walked slowly along the right side of the passage. That's when I suddenly noticed something wrong. The bluestone in this passage is not like the bluestone in the house, which is a horizontal and vertical cuboid, but a shape with a narrow front end and a wide back end! I hurriedly took a few steps back, and found that from the moment I went out, the bluestone had changed, no longer a rectangle, but all of it had become trapezoidal.