That's what it is...... Is this the so-called "temple of the mind"?

Although she was sleeping on the sofa last night, Du Shiyue had imagined many scenes that she might encounter today.

But when she actually saw the huge castle that seemed to be made of ice and snow, everything seemed to be dimmed by comparison.

In addition to its sharp shape, the biggest impression of this whole castle is that it is murderous.

It stands to reason that castles made of ice and snow combined with dazzling purple light usually give people a strong sense of colorful fantasy.

The ice castle in Du Shiyue's fantasy is a product of this dream.

The exterior of the castle glows with starry light, and the fragrance wafts from the inside.

As you climb the steps of the castle gates, the adorable Ice Elves dance lightly in the air.

It's hard to walk and jump as you play, play a princess from a Disney animated movie, and enjoy a girl's gorgeous time.

But in fact, there is obviously no dreamy atmosphere in such a cold, sharp, and murderous castle.

As for the ice and snow elves, you don't have a single hair, and you have to watch out for whether the Grim Reaper squatting in the corner will cut off your head.

After watching with bated breath for a while, Du Shiyue turned her head to look at Jiang Zheng and said with a smile:

"It's a terrible castle, but I'm much calmer when you showed that hand."

Even though she was shocked by the temple of the soul in front of her, Du Shiyue didn't forget the scene where Jiang Zheng took herself over the fence just now.

Jiang Zheng didn't explain how he took her to transfer over instantly, and Du Shiyue wouldn't take the initiative to ask.

After all, even if you are a companion, there are some things that you can't talk about freely, and you still have to keep some secrets.

Regarding Du Shiyue's intimate actions, Jiang Zheng could only shrug his shoulders.

Then he led her towards the main entrance of the ice castle.

The open front entrance was not locked, and there were no monsters like the Ice Maid or the Grim Reaper that I had encountered last time on the way in.

Soon, the two of them walked slowly up the stairs to the familiar and large hall.

According to Jiang Zheng's last investigation, this hall should be the core location of the entire Soul Palace.

The hall is surrounded by four corridors, each connecting the ice and snow passages that lead to the four trials.

In the center of the huge ice and snow door in front of the hall, there is the strange "Painting of the Virgin Holding the Baby".

When I came to this portrait for the second time and stopped to look up, Jiang Zheng had a completely different perception from the last time.

Last time, he just thought that this portrait was very weird, it looked very sacred and elegant, but there were a lot of dark things hidden, which made people uncomfortable to look at.

But now after knowing the background of the Mi'er family, he can recognize many familiar objects from the "Painting of the Virgin Holding the Baby".

For example, the dagger held by the Virgin in the hand holding the child should be the murder weapon that Liu Songwen used to assassinate Shen Yunyi back then.

The blood-stained brick that fell on the ground was the one that young Jiang was smashing into the back of the murderer's head.

Jiang Zheng never imagined that he would one day be able to see these things with his own eyes.

The cause ten years ago and the effect ten years later, the two crossed the long river of time and space and were entangled in front of him.

In addition to this, the background of the painting is littered with various syringes, medicine jars, torn strips of cloth, and circular hanging ropes.

The last time he looked at it, Jiang Zheng only felt that these things were not very lucky, and he turned around and left without looking closely.

In retrospect, these objects should symbolize the struggle and pain behind the Virgin.

It shows that she has not only used drugs to anesthetize herself in the past ten years, but has even thought about suicide.

If Jiang Zheng guessed correctly, the baby in the painting held by the Virgin in her arms should be Mi'er.

The Virgin is naturally her mother, the woman at the center of all events, gentle.

“.......”

Looking at this portrait at this time, Jiang Zheng only felt like a fish in his throat, and he could only be silent.

Of course, he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did to Liu Songwen back then.

If you want to kill others, you must have the consciousness of being killed by others.

Since that guy wanted to kill Shen Yunyi, Jiang Zheng would definitely not be soft on him.

But Liu Songwen really deserves to die, but what about Wen Ya and Mi'er's mother and son? Do they deserve to be treated later?

Originally, Jiang Zheng had never thought about this kind of problem, and he would not think about this kind of problem.

As a traverser, the world is more like a game for him.

If an enemy comes out, you can kill it if you can beat it, run away if you can't beat it, and play how you want.

But this is not a game world after all, let alone a novel world, but a naked reality.

Real-world humans are not procedurally generated NPCs, and they don't become points of light and dissipate after death.

is like Liu Songwen, although others die, hatred will not disappear.

It will only accumulate more and more in the hearts of the inheritors as time passes, until hatred gushes out like hot magma.

So whether Jiang Zheng wants it or not, he has become the object of resentment of others and has become the person who has been added to magma.

Although Jiang Zheng is often hated, hatred and resentment are different emotions, and the intensity contained in them is completely incomparable.

And for this strong emotion that sends chills down the spine, Jiang Zheng must admit it...... I'm not used to it yet.

It seemed that seeing that this companion's expression was a little complicated, Du Shiyue, who probably understood what he was thinking, also hurriedly comforted:

"Don't think too much, it's not your fault, don't blame yourself for it."

"Feeling guilty?" Jiang Zheng smiled when he heard this, and quipped: "Do you think I'm that kind of boring saint?" What does it matter to me whether someone else lives or dies? ”

Originally, Jiang Zheng wanted to use daily gags to fool the past.

Who knew that Du Shiyue looked at his eyes and said seriously:

"You are not a saint, but you are a good man with a good conscience, I can guarantee that."

"Hmph...... I don't know what you're talking about, let's go, it's nothing to see. ”

It seemed that he didn't want to entangle with Du Shiyue about this kind of thing, Jiang Zheng took the lead and walked in the direction of "Xia Ji".

Along the way, the two were relatively silent until they pushed open the door that said "Xia Ma".

It's still the familiar square room, or the huge TV screen on the front wall.

On the huge wall-mounted TV screen, the familiar explanation of the rules of the trial still appeared.

Everything seems to be the same as the last time Jiang Zheng came, the difference is that he is not alone.

【Trial of the Temple: Between Summers】

[Trial Name: Three Centimeters per Second]

【Trial Difficulty:★】

[Trial rules: Questions will quickly appear on the screen in front of you, please answer them within three seconds, answer three questions in a row will be regarded as clearing, and if you fail, you will be punished]

.......

It should be noted in advance that Jiang Zheng was not able to modify the rules of these palace trials.

Because these words that expound the rules are something that has been formed on the screen for a long time, they belong to the "past tense" rather than the "ongoing tense".

If it is described as a book, it means that Jiang Zheng can modify "the words on the book that is in the process of printing".

But if it is a book that has been printed and lies in his hand, it will naturally not be able to be modified.

In other words, if the interior of the temple uses these kinds of screens to set the transmission rules.

Then Jiang Zheng can't do anything about the rules, so he can only find another way...... For example, flipping the table and breaking the door or something.

Just as Jiang was thinking so, Du Shiyue looked up at the ceiling above, raised her eyebrows and said:

"If I get it wrong, this thing will come down in a moment?"

"Well, but it's okay, it's okay to keep it down, we can escape at any time anyway."

Because he had already had the experience of the last time, Jiang Zheng was familiar with the situation between trials.

Although he would be worried about his life if he lost in this trial of "three centimeters per second", Jiang Zheng had the confidence to wait for Du Shiyue to leave.

Then this trial is not difficult in nature, anyway, just try it again and again, and you can pass it.

Since this is the case, Jiang Zheng also casually said to the screen: "Okay, let's start the trial." ”

The next moment he chose to start right away, the first question immediately appeared on the screen.