Shu Nong opened his eyes.

I don't know how many floors this place is the Trial Tower, and she and Yan Changan are at a banquet.

It's a fantasy.

The entire tower is full of demonic energy, but there are no demons in this layer, and the first level they face should be the illusion set by which elder.

It's a brain-testing puzzle.

When they were staggering, pushing the glasses and changing the glasses, and talking about the wine, what appeared in front of Shu Nong's eyes were four large characters written in black and rich.

"Find the murderer".

Shu Nong casually picked up a wine glass from the low table in front of him and played with it in his hand, and between the shakes, the wine poured out of the cup, leaving an obvious mark on the table.

Shu Nong tilted his head and looked at the people at the banquet.

In the illusion, except for the two of them, almost everyone had a smile on their faces, they raised their wine glasses, and laughed loudly: "Qing - a hard-won victory, Qing Demon Lord Wu Ji was killed." ”

The man in the middle was smiling a little, and people kept coming forward to congratulate him.

Thank him for protecting the safety of the people, and congratulate him for making such a contribution, the future is limitless, and the future is bright.

An old man with white hair stepped forward with a wine glass, his steps were steady, step by step, and the monks around the man looked at him in unison, the smile on his face faded, and his eyebrows were dyed a little heavy, and he tacitly made way for the old man.

"Grow old."

The man who was surrounded immediately picked up the wine glass on the table, took the initiative to step forward, and the smile on his face disappeared, and he was also dyed with a little heavy and sad expression, but after walking a few steps forward, a few tears slowly fell from his eyes.

"Look, cry what." The cup in the old man's hand gently touched the man's palm, making a crisp sound, and his wrinkled hand gently patted the man's shoulder, "You rushed into the enemy camp regardless of your own safety, and cut off Wu Jiao's head for nine deaths, eliminating evil for the world and protecting the peace of the people, which is an example for the monks of the world." ”

He tilted his head and poured a glass of sake into his mouth, and said with a smile: "I came, first, to thank you for your righteousness, and secondly, to congratulate you on earning a future." ”

The man lowered his head, and he didn't notice that the wine was pouring from the edge of the glass, he slowly raised his eyes to look at the old man, his eyes were red: "Cheng Lao, Yun Niang's business-"

"Oops—Wen Yu." The old man interrupted him, his gaze fell on Wen Yao's reddened eyes, and his smile was a little faint, "I'm not here to make you sad, today's banquet is to celebrate, and Yun Niang is dying for the common people in the world-"

"I'm not sad." He said, the old man's voice was a little hoarse, and he tilted his head and coughed lightly twice, "People in the world will remember her exploits, today's banquet is to make everyone happy, Yun Niang's matter, you will forget it for the time being today, otherwise, I should feel that I shouldn't come." ”

As soon as his voice fell, someone immediately echoed him.

"Yes." The man said, "Cheng Lao is right, the merits of Cheng Girl will be remembered by everyone in the world, and no one will forget her name for thousands of years to come." ”

"It's worthy of teaching a family with a character like Miss Cheng, and becoming a righteous boss-"

"Grow old—"

The compliments continued, and the old man seemed to be really happy, and after rubbing his eyes, he raised his wine glass, and the comers did not refuse, and the wine was drunk one after another.

Shu Nong looked at it coldly, and suddenly sneered, only to feel that this plot seemed a little familiar.

Yan Changan came over with a wine glass, sat down opposite Shu Nong, and said in a low voice: "There is no danger at this level. ”

He guessed Jing Hong's intentions, he estimated that Shu Nong was the first time to enter the trial tower, so the first level only put her into the illusion of almost only testing her brainpower, and let him also be in this layer, which was convenient to take care of, and played a role in making her adapt.

"This should be the first floor of the Tower of Trials." He continued, "After this level, you will have to face the demons. ”

Shu Nong's eyes moved to his face, the wine was spilled, only half a glass was left, she didn't pay much attention to it, took a sip, although she didn't taste anything, she still frowned, and asked casually: "Is this level easy?" ”

Yan Changan was silent for a moment: "I can't say." ”

"Huh?" Shu Nong couldn't taste the taste, and he didn't worry about the amount of wine, put down the wine glass, picked up the tea on the table, and was a little puzzled, "Isn't this just a puzzle problem?" ”

Yan Changan thought about it seriously and replied: "Because most of the monks who enter the Trial Tower are here to improve their actual combat ability and cultivation. ”

The prohibition of the first layer is not strong, they don't even need to use their brains, they can break through directly by brute force and enter the next layer.

Therefore, although the illusion of the first layer is simple, most of the monks who come here will not choose the first layer and go directly to the upper floor.

Yan Changan has never heard of anyone who is solving the first layer by solving the puzzle.

Shu Nong understood what he meant, let out an understanding "oh", put down the teacup, held his chin and looked at Wen Yu and Cheng Lao talking over there, and said with interest: "I think it's quite interesting." ”

She glanced at Yan Chang'an: "If you want to go up a few floors, you can go first." ”

She said that Yan Changan would leave if she wanted to, but where could Yan Changan really go.

Since she thinks this level is interesting, Yan Changan naturally can't directly use brute force to break through the first layer of prohibition in order to leave, otherwise the level will be forcibly broken through, she didn't see the plot later, maybe she will do something nonsensical.

Yan Chang'an is not in a hurry.

He shook his head: "No hurry. ”

The words fell, Shu Nong didn't pick up anything, there was a sudden commotion in the banquet center, the crowd dispersed, panicked discussions abounded, Shu Nong and Yan Changan looked over together, and from the panicked crowd, they saw the man who fell to the ground, rolling all over the ground, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth.

The monk who reacted quickly pushed away the crowd: "Get out of the way!" ”

A medic walked a few steps in front of the man, and as soon as he crouched down to hold the man's shoulder, stopping him from continuing to roll, the man suddenly grabbed his wrist, frightened, pleading, and pleading: "Help, save me—help me...... I don't want to—"

Die.

It's a pity that before he finished the last word, he completely lost his strength, and his right hand, which was so strong that the green muscles suddenly fell from the doctor's wrist, and his head was crooked, completely out of breath.

The crowd erupted in exclamations.

Wen Yao threw away the wine glass, quickly opened the crowd, squatted down and looked at it, his face was anxious and worried, and he called softly: "Brother Lin? ”

There was no reaction from the people on the ground.

He paused, and immediately used his spiritual power to investigate, but only found that his body was full of dead air, and his spiritual power dissipated, and there was no possibility of waking up.

The medic snapped the man's mouth open, revealing his blood-stained teeth.

Wen Yu immediately asked, "Did you find something?" ”