"It's the Judge Fu Gong...... Everyone, get out, this thing can't be moved, whoever touches it will die......" Someone shouted in the depths of the alley.

"There is no treasure here, there is nothing, there is only a dead end, retreat......" dozens of voices echoed.

Immediately, the sound of footsteps sounded from behind me.

I turned around, and the men under the Red Sleeves appeared at the end of the passage, but then stopped, looking this way, not daring to make a rash move.

There was only one expression on their faces, and that was that they were scattered and terrified.

It is heard that the elder is here, and this road is no longer passable. However, I remember that fifteen steps ahead and about a halfway there was a horizontal path, presumably a temporary loop path set up by the workers when they were digging the tunnel.

I silently made a "left" gesture on my chest, signaling the people to take the path.

They are innocent, and since the morale of the army has been broken, forcing them to keep them only adds to their troubles.

The men were alert, and immediately silenced them, and quietly moved forward, then turned into the path and fled as fast as they could.

Now, there are only four of us left in the passage, and we all put our personal lives and deaths on the line.

"You must understand that after the blood is confessed, only one of the two will see the sun tomorrow. The other must come in standing and go out lying down. Elder Wen reminded gloomily.

I know very well that "standing to come in, lying down to go out" can only be a red sleeve move.

Suddenly, some inexplicable sadness came to my heart.

The ancient wise man left such a life destiny motto - "one life, two luck, three feng shui, four accumulation of yin virtue, five reading, six seven phases and eight gods, nine nobles and ten health". The first thing that can determine a person's life is "life", and it is obvious that it is this "life" that determines the red sleeve move and Bing'er must die and live.

is destined, you can't change it and you can't escape, you can only accept your fate.

"Hey, maybe we can try to live in a different way? Red Sleeves, why don't we break up this rule and reformulate our own rules? Times have changed, everything has to change, right?" I reminded me.

I wanted to help Red Sleeves change my fate, and in the dark, a voice called me to do so. Otherwise, since it is a secret between the secret demon and the Heavenly Sect, and it is an internal matter of the beggar gang, what does it have to do with me?

"Needless to say. The three of them rejected me almost in unison.

I was speechless and found myself in a very awkward situation.

It turned out that not only Bing'er and Elder Wen had to stick to the old rules, but even the red sleeves were willing to abide by this unreasonable rule.

"You're here longer, why don't you take a look elsewhere?" Elder Wen said coldly.

His face was as terrible as the fire on the wall, and every time I looked at him, I felt a little more pressure on my heart.

"Yes, Elder Wen is right. Mr. Xia, you go elsewhere to take a look, and when we solve this matter, we will make up our minds to talk. Bing'er said lightly.

At this moment, her performance is no longer a timid newcomer, but a calm and powerful female overlord.

I refused to leave, just because I couldn't let go of the red sleeves.

"Go, you can keep me for a while, but you can't keep me for a hundred years. Red Sleeves said with a wry smile.

She deliberately mentioned the word "one hundred years", which reminded me again of the night in the General's Garden, and the book "One Hundred Years of Solitude" that she opened next to her sofa.

"If this is the day I die, I don't want you to watch from the sidelines, I'd rather you remember how good I used to be. She added.

"Hehe, beautiful appearance, what you have left to all the beggar disciples in the past few years is just a 'good' image of a drunkard, a prostitute, and an obscene embryo. We are a gang of beggars, not the indiscriminate Flower Willow Gang and the Pheasant Gang. Okay, let him remember what you look like, a ** ...... who can't leave a man every night" Elder Wen became angry, clenched his fist with one hand, and slammed it on the wall every time he said a word.

Under the attack of this foul language, the red sleeves did not change his expression and was calm.

I know that her various performances in the past are just a disguise to paralyze the enemy, but in essence, under the skillful protection of the "hysteria technique", she has always been like a lotus flower in Daming Lake, out of the sludge without staining.

Bing'er never spoke again, nor did she defend the Red Sleeves. Of course, she knew that the "palace guarding" of the Red Sleeve Move was still there, so she should understand that the words that Elder Wen attacked the Red Sleeve Move were all nonsense.

"I think he naturally has the best of me in his heart. Redsleeves smiled miserably.

I understand that her best times were in the "Art of Hysteria", under the red gauze lamps in the old ancient capital and Wazi Lane. This kind of subtle realm, how can an old thing like Elder Wen understand it?

"Go ahead, I'll be fine. Red Sleeves said.

Without further ado, I silently turned around and walked deeper into the alleyway.

The air was filled with dust and smoke, and pickaxes, shovels, magazines, bulletproof vests, and the like were thrown by the deserters in a panic.

I continued to walk forward and found that the chamber had collapsed in successive blasts. Probably due to a miscalculation of the amount of Demoman's potions, the entrance to the chamber was expanded to three times its original size, turning into an irregular oval.

When I walked to the front of the big hole, I immediately saw a faint golden light shining in the depths of the dark hole.

"What could it be?" I was stunned, and immediately thought of the "talisman" that those people were screaming indiscriminately.

There were a few flashlights thrown outside the hole, and half of them were not turned off. I picked one up and shone it into the hole.

The golden light meandered and stretched all the way to the dark and endless distance.

There are three golden rays, one on the left and right walls, and one on the top wall.

I tried to discern the direction, and this new endless corridor led to the southwest, that is, the area around the new school of Shandong University and Jiefang Bridge.

"Even if it's not the legendary Ancient Troop Road, it's almost nearby. I thought to myself.

There were rubble debris under his feet, and there was a loud noise when he stepped on it.

Now that the Chamber of Secrets no longer exists, so does the mysterious power that sucks human skin. So, for the time being, it's already safe here.

After the Red Sleeve Move's men broke up, I had no backup, so I simply put my heart sideways, waded through the rubble, and walked in front of the nearest golden light.

To be precise, it was not a golden light, but a script written in gold lacquer, which was different from the talismans written by warlocks on a daily basis. Warlocks draw talismans like heavenly books, and the strokes are so complex that ordinary people can't read them at all. What appears in my field of vision now is all one-foot-square authentic thin gold text, one stroke at a time, decent, and can almost be taken out as a copybook. Unfortunately, I knew every stroke, but I couldn't pronounce any of them.

"Still a talisman?" I turned and looked at the writing on the opposite wall.

As far as the eye can see, there is a text similar to "Gang", but there is an extra single person on the left and right, which has become another strange character.

I believe that even if the most authoritative version of the Kangxi dictionary is taken out, this word may not be found.

Looking up, there is also such a line of gold lacquer thin gold characters written in the center of the top wall, which extends all the way forward.

According to rough estimates, the distance between the left and right walls is fifteen steps, and the height from the ground to the top wall is about three meters and a half.

I can't explain how these words were left or what they mean.

"Go forward, or go back?" I hesitated.

Since the beggars can't be my helpers, I can only explore step by step on my own. Now that we've reached the edge of the tiger's den, why not take a step forward until we find the core of the problem?

I stomped my foot and kicked the broken bricks with my toes, and suddenly I noticed that there was a fourth line of words in the center of the ground, but the near handwriting was covered by the brick debris, and the distant handwriting was very reflective, so I ignored it.

"The four-line characters, which are arranged like four ropes, and anyone who comes in, no matter how they hide, is within the siege of the big characters. These thin gold talismans are not written here in vain, they must contain some special power......" I said to myself, trying to explain this strange phenomenon from a metaphysical point of view.

At this time, I actually missed Yue Buqun a little.

He was able to take the cherry blossom villa and the mid-mountain as the foundation, and draw on the mysterious structure of the "Hetuluo Book" to construct the "Immortal Bird" array, and give full play to the Chinese Qimen Dunjia formation, which shows that he has invested great energy in this regard. If he were here, he might be able to understand the meaning of the four golden characters. It's a pity that if he commits too much injustice, he will kill himself, and he will probably have returned to Fusang at this moment.

I paused in place for about five minutes, gritted my teeth, slumped my mind, and strode toward the end of the darkness.

This wide passage was pitch black, and the light pillars of the flashlight swayed gently, constantly slicing through the black curtain and illuminating the large gold lacquer characters on the four walls.

At first, I was silently counting my steps to gauge how far I had gone into the passage. When I counted six hundred steps, a golden shadow seemed to flash in front of my eyes, and my mind was slightly distracted, and I forgot the number of steps.

I stood firmly, holding a flashlight in both hands, and shone straight ahead.

It turned out that the direction of the text in front of it had changed, and it all rotated in a clockwise direction, turning into four spirals around the passage. Caught off guard, this change of lines gave me the illusion of a "shadow flashing".

"Does the spiral channel represent a change in force and magnetic field?" I wondered more and more.

In the field of knowledge of geometry and physics, straight lines and spirals represent completely different meanings. Once it involves invisible things such as electricity, radio waves, magnetic forces, magnetic fields, etc., concepts such as parabolas and spirals will be introduced, and the increase in complexity is like the transformation of 2D composition to 3D composition, and the difficulty has increased exponentially.

The variation of the single helix alone has changed a lot, but now I have a quadruple helix, which is beyond the limits of high-end physicists.

What is especially terrifying is that this spiral is made of thin gold lacquer runes, which combine the concepts of metaphysics, geometry, and physics. I know the limits of my knowledge, and I simply don't have enough to deal with such a complex formation.

I stood still, as if my feet had taken root, and I could no longer easily move forward and take a step beyond the thunder pool.

It's a completely unknown world, I can't blindly ask for death, that's really too easy.

"Maybe that's the end of it, let's get back. I slowly turned sideways and pointed the flashlight in the way it came.

Maybe I've been walking for too long, and I can't see the end of the road and the end of the road, and I'm completely caught in a terrible dilemma.

"Retreat...... Retreat back, and come back when the opportunity comes, and don't be greedy for merit, lest you make a big mistake. I silently admonished myself.

Of course, I have to admit that in front of the helix of the gold-lacquered thin gold body talisman, I really felt the threat of death.

Just as I was about to take a step towards the way I came, the phone in my pocket suddenly rang.

My phone rang with a pop song called "Wish to Win the Heart of One", and when the singer's voice came out at once, it immediately formed a wave of sound ripples in the empty environment, like a night owl's wail, and a layer of cold sweat immediately broke out on my back.

"Who? who?" I quickly pulled out the phone, and without even looking at the number on the screen, I immediately pressed the answer button to stop the singer's weeping voice from ringing.

Strangely, there was no one on the other end of the phone, only the noise of the radio waves.

I removed the phone from my ear, took a deep breath, and looked down at the screen.

In fact, I subconsciously thought that it would be Lianchengbi, because we had not been in touch for nearly a day since we parted from the ghost market at the south end of Shanda Road.

"What?" I saw the name of the caller on the phone display, and it was the word "Tang Wan".

For a moment, my mind froze, wondering why she was calling. It should be said that our contact has been completely cut off, and I have called her dozens of times in the past few days, but I can't get through, without exception, only I hear a busy tone.

I rubbed my eyes, making sure it was really a call from Tang Wan.

"Hey?" the other party spoke, and sure enough, it was Tang Wan's voice.

"Hey, Tang Wan, is that you? Thank God, the phone finally got through!" I was overjoyed.

"Hey, hey, hey......" Tang Wan didn't seem to hear my business, but kept saying this one word.

I was worried about the signal of the phone, so I held the phone up and looked at the signal indication on the screen. The signal was full, but Tang Wan kept saying that one word, and there was no second sentence.

"Tang Wan, I've called you hundreds of times and sent hundreds of short messages, but you just haven't heard back. I'm stuck in some other things, and I'll see you when it's over. I said hurriedly.

"Hey, Tianshi, it seems that something bad has happened on my side. However, I haven't figured out the specific situation yet, everything is different, it's really hard to understand, and I even wonder if I'm still in Jinan City. I can feel that this place is so dangerous, and I can relax more when you are not there. If you can hear me, I must tell you one thing, my consciousness has long since regained consciousness, and the reason why I continue to pretend is to cooperate with you, one in the light and the other in the dark, to figure out the strange things that are happening in the mirror room. Don't blame me, I know you're worried about me, but only by doing so can I understand what the enemy wants. So far, I can only tell you a rough meaning, that is, the shameless Japanese invaders who killed my Chinese heart will not die, and I have already done a lot of cruel methods in secret. Great people can 'study for the rise of China', and as a son and daughter of China, I can certainly 'lurk for the safety of the nation'. Don't worry about me, when I return to you, it will be the day when the enemy's tricks will disappear. ”

Tang Wan's voice was very low, and even when he said "lurking for the safety of the nation", his tone was still calm, and there was no sense of grandeur and fierceness.

I know that she is a girl with great ambitions and a very high realm, even if you look at the thaumaturgical world in the country, you can count among the best. Therefore, I don't need to worry about her, I believe that no matter what kind of difficulties she faces, she can always break through the wall and move forward.

(Here, I myself didn't realize that she was in a desperate situation, and these words were just to ease my heart.) As far as I'm concerned, even if I tried to break my head, I wouldn't have guessed that she had gone deep into the eighteenth layer of hell and became a real "lurker". From my own experience, I thought that she was only temporarily confused, and that her body was at least free, and her personal safety was always guaranteed. It's a pity that I really expected it wrong, when I called, Tang Wan's future would have long been embattled, and he would die for a lifetime. ）

"Tang Wan, listen to me, I have already been in contact with the Qin Wanghui, Zhao Wanghui, the three ghost kings of the garden dream, the Yanwang Mansion in the capital, and the people of the beggar gang, and many forces covet the mirror room, everyone hopes to be the yellow finch of 'the praying mantis catches cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind', you must hold on, and there will definitely be a big turn for the better in the future." I'm in the ancient military road under the Hongjialou Church at the moment, and the situation is also very strange—"

The phone was suddenly cut off, leaving only a busy "Di Di" busy signal.

I hurriedly dialed Tang Wan's number, but I kept busy, and I was the same as before.

"Okay, cheer up, let's put an end to the things here, that is, the mirror room is looking for Tang Wan. I whispered to myself.

The only good news on the phone was Tang Wan's "fake idiot". It was one of the thirty-six tactics, intended to paralyze the enemy and turn the tide when the enemy was no longer strictly defended.

"She's fine, I can at least rest assured, let's withdraw for the time being. "I have a heart for myself.

I walked back slowly, but kept my guard on the side of danger coming from behind me.

Ahead, I had already seen the lights in the secret room, and I couldn't help but speed up and hurry. No matter how far Bing'er and Red Sleeves' "blood confession" goes, I have to explain the situation to them to see if everyone can reach a shelving agreement and get through the current crisis first.

"May the heart of one person be separated...... "My phone rang again, and it remained in my left hand all the time.

Fortunately, the call came from Tang Wan again.

"Hey, Tianshi, are you still listening? Although I can't hear your echo, as long as the phone is connected, I can feel that these words will definitely reach your ears...... "Since it was Tang Wan's call, I naturally heard her voice, which is not surprising." However, I distinctly heard two voices, one coming from the receiver of the phone and one from behind me.

(Tianjin)