"Who is it?" The fat man directly shone the flashlight, and it shone out at once, and something rose on the bronze ground on one side.

It was like a pillar, about the thickness of a bowl, and more than half a man high, and it was carved with very, very intricate patterns, and the lines on this pillar were a hundred times more delicate than those on the surrounding walls.

On either side of the pillar, there are two wing-like things, which hang from the top of the pillar, also bronze.

"Flying sticks?" said the fat man.

"Is there a mechanism down there?" I tapped on the ground, and the fat man walked over to the stick. After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, pointing the flashlight in a different direction.

In the direction of his light, another pillar of the same kind appeared.

Little by little, he turned the flashlight, and we found that with this corpse as the center, every four or five steps, a pillar rose up and formed a circle around the corpse.

"What the hell are these?" the three of them were silent for a moment, and the fat man muttered to himself again, "I have to say, it's a bit boring. ”

"It's a bracket. Zhang Haixing said, "Originally, this corpse should have been covered with something like a lid, it should have been something we triggered, these pillars rose and pushed the lid up." But where does this lid go?"

"Yes, it's empty here, fat man, I'm most afraid of an empty place, and I can't even pick it up. ”

"What did we trigger?" I was still concerned about this, "was it our weight that triggered?"

"Maybe the disc under our feet has a design that feels the weight change, and then we walk up and the mechanism is activated. ”

"Try it. I said, making a gesture to them, and all three of us exited the disc.

Sure enough, after hesitating for a moment, the surrounding pillars slowly and silently descended to the ground.

Zhang Haixing squatted down, looked at the edges of the combination of the pillars and the ground, and said, "The gap is cleverly hidden in the pattern. You say, will there be a lot of such mechanisms in this room?"

"You mean, there's something in these walls?"

"Otherwise, don't you think this place is particularly empty?" Zhang Haixing said.

I sighed, if a place seemed empty, it meant that there was something hidden in the walls. This statement seems a bit self-defeating.

But if there is really nothing, then after the little brother enters the bronze door, is it also like this? Then doesn't he look at these bronze walls every day in a daze?

What a horrible way of life.

Maybe. That's really it, the so-called ultimate, is nothing. An empty room represents the end of everything, which is nothing. So everything we conceived before was nothing more than our own delusions.

All things return to yin and yang, yin and yang return to chaos, and chaos finally returns to absolute nothingness.

I took a deep breath, and if that was the case, we were losing to a philosophical concept.

No, it can't be like this, so much has happened, it can't be like this, and the stuffy oil bottle is not such a squeamish person.

The fat man said at this time: "Naive, I remember you told me that your grandfather has a prerequisite for considering the problem, that is, a purpose, and everyone does a thing with a purpose. ”

I nodded, which was a phrase my grandfather used to say.

"Then what do you say, what is the purpose of this place?" said the fat man.

"Don't listen to some unfounded truths, many ancients did things without a purpose. Zhang Haixing said, "Everything here may be completely capricious or even superstitious." ”

"The so-called willfulness and superstition will have a cause, and this reason is the end itself. This is not unfounded. I said, "The fat man is right, especially such a complex pattern carving, there must be a reason, we can think in this direction." "I touched these patterns, and suddenly my mind flashed, remembering my previous experience in Qinling.

"Direction thinking, direction, direction. I turned to the fat man and asked, "Did I just say those four words?"

"Yes. The fat man said, "What's the matter, have an idea?"

"Is there a kettle?" I asked the fat man.

The fat man handed me his kettle, and I unscrewed it and poured all the water on the ground, and the fat man screamed that there was only so much left. I didn't have time to pay attention to him, so I lay on the ground and shone my flashlight, watching all the water seep into the cracks, and began to flow down the cracks little by little, like a flower blooming on the floor full of cracks.

The fat man looked at me in surprise and asked, "How did you come up with that?"

"I've seen things like this. "The water will spread out in this fine line, preferably in a pattern." ”

The three of us stood in a triangle and watched as the water was directed around by a strange force, and the patterns became more and more complex and weird.

After ten minutes, the direction of the water flow gradually stopped, and an indescribable complex pattern appeared in front of us.

The three of us stood at the three corners of the pattern, looked down at the shape, and were silent for half an hour, and then the fat man said, "Is this a grass mud horse?"

I looked at it, my eyes were about to fly, and then I sighed in frustration, indeed, this shape is nothing, but it really looks very much like an alpaca.

If this shape is the answer, then we are not getting any hints, and the problem is more complicated.

If we're talking to God, it's clear that we're disturbing God's nap. I said.

"One more time, in the same place. Zhang Haixing said, "I see that the trajectory of these water movements is very smooth, I think it is not accidental, your method should be correct, we do it again in the same place, if such a pattern is formed in the end, then the grass and mud horse must also be meaningful." Doesn't matter. ”

We waited for the water in the lines on the ground to slowly dry up, and when the water was completely dry, Zhang Haixing took out her kettle and poured it again in the place where I had just poured the water.

The water was still in the same condition as before, and it began to spread in all directions like flowers.

This time, it is shaped like an upside-down egg with a lot of hair.

"God slept again, and he told us to. The fat man said, "Why don't we wait until he wakes up." ”

A completely different pattern indicates that the direction of the water flow is random. I pinched my eyebrows, squatted down and smoked, and said that it was a shame to be a dog day.

This place is like a completely incomprehensible riddle, the riddle only has the ultimate two words, there is no direction to think about, there is no hint, and there is not even any connection.

It's like leading people to a beach and telling them two words: boil. And walked away. People here are either looking for braised boiled food on the beach, or they will think about a lot of advanced but Shinto conclusions: for example, there is nothing on the beach, but I have braised in my heart, so it is the same as if I have braised stew.

Zhang Haixing still didn't believe in evil, she said: "It's strange, but the water flows very smoothly in these patterns, and it must be set up to guide the liquid." ”

"Maybe it's not water, maybe you have to pour wine, so the fat man said that it was wise to bring some burning knives at that time, you pedantic people, regret it." The fat man said and poured his kettle: "Don't pour it, naïve, we have no water." When the time comes, there will be some changes, only to drink urine from each other. ”

"It's not water. I frowned, and suddenly remembered the analysis after seeing those patterns in Qinling, and took a breath of cold air.

"It's not water. I pulled out the dagger from my waist, "with blood." ”

I moved very quickly, and before the fat man could even reflect on himself, I had already cut my hand.

I have seen the little brother cut his hand, I am already very experienced in this, the place where the little brother cut the palm of the hand, is the part where the snow flows the fastest and the most, but it is easy to stop the bleeding.

I paddled down. It took two or three minutes before I felt the pain, by which time the blood had already dripped to the ground and began to spread along the lines like water.

Moreover, this time, the speed was much faster than the flow of water, and the blood seeped out quickly in the pattern, like tiny tentacles, reaching outward.

"The density of blood is different, and these patterns are specifically designed for blood conduction. I said, "I can't go wrong this time." ”

"Holy shit, go to the wall. The fat man said, the flashlight shone on the wall, and countless blood threads began to climb up along the wall, with me as the center, these blood continued to find their own paths, forming a variety of different paths in these patterns, drawing a huge pattern.

"That's right, that's right!" I said to myself, squeezing my palms hard to squeeze the blood out.

"Do you want to stop the bleeding first?" asked Zhang Haixing, looking at my hand.

I felt a little chilly and didn't know how much blood I was shedding, but I shook my head because I didn't want to fall short. Although the blood streaks are very thin, there is a lot of space here, and I don't know if there is enough blood to be shed now.

To my limits. I thought to myself.

"There are a lot of boxes. The fat man said, "Your blood has drawn a lot of doors." ”

I looked in the direction that the fat man was pointing, and as soon as my feet moved, my eyes suddenly went dark, and I fainted.