"Duran really, right?" the man guarding the passage looked at the jade slip in her hand and told her to go inside, "Go to the end and pick a room to live in." ”

"Thank you. Duran nodded slightly at him and walked down the passage.

This is a passage about 100 zhang long, closed on all sides, and a lamp is hung on the wall every three zhang, and the light in the passage is dim, just visible.

Walking through this hundred-zhang long passage, she turned into a small building - she paid attention to it, the small building was equipped with an extremely sophisticated formation, and it was almost impossible for most people to break in or out, and the only entrance and exit was the one connected to the passage.

Du Lanzhen slowed down and observed for a moment, and then walked quickly into the small building.

Unlike what she had observed from the outside, when she walked in, she realized that it was not a beautiful building at all.

Diametrically opposed to the appearance of the painting, is the design of the interior of the small building like a prison, each small room is a square zhang, not spacious, but for one person, more than enough. There is no door in each room, but there is a formation, as long as someone steps in, it will be automatically activated, and you can only enter and not go out.

Duran really suspected that the dungeon where the Forgiveness Sect had locked people up for twenty years was not as tight as it was here.

Her face couldn't help but show a hint of displeasure - this was completely in line with the identity of "Du Lanzhen", no matter who was so suspicious and guarded, she would always instinctively show displeasure, no matter whether she was innocent or not, and whether she could understand what the Decay Pavilion was doing.

For a moment, she was thinking about which of the two methods of "turning around and leaving, asking what the Guishui Pavilion means" and "honestly finding a room to squat" which was more in line with the image and which would be more likely to get the opportunity, but she couldn't think about it for a moment, and finally chose the latter.

The former may certainly be more in line with the character of a relative who has just been infected as an evil god believer and an emotionally unstable girl, but since the Guishui Pavilion has been placed here by the Weidao Alliance as the last line of defense, it is impossible to make an exception for her so childishly. Improving the personality is to get more opportunities, and it is too much to improve the opportunities and benefits that cannot be obtained.

What's more, she was going to break into the Guardian Alliance, and she acted like a thorn in the pang before she entered Huaicheng, which was really useless.

Duran really thought like this, and made a look of displeasure, but his footsteps did not stop, and he walked all the way inside.

The entire ground floor is empty.

The building had only two floors, and according to the monk who received her, there were three people in it. According to her observations, the monk had been trying to lead her to the left-hand passage, but when she found out that she was too suspicious, she was allowed to go to the right-hand passage, and she walked through the passage and found no fork in the road, so most of the three people were also in this small building.

Duran Zhen walked to the back half and found the stairs to the second floor, where he could already faintly hear human voices. It seems that there is no soundproofing in the room.

She walked up the stairs slowly, without deliberately hiding her tracks, and the people on the second floor heard her footsteps, and by the time she walked up to the second floor, the people upstairs had already set their eyes on the staircase.

Duran Zhen looked at them, swept his eyes inside, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "I said why is there no one in this building, it turns out that everyone is on the second floor." ”

The three people on this floor are all non-Crane Tower contestants!

The monk closest to the staircase who looked like a handsome son, Cheng Muyi, and Shen Huaiyan were the only contestants with no defeat in a row of 28 consecutive victories, and the mid-foundation building monk of Biluo Sect.

The beautiful woman next door to Cheng Muyi, with a plain look and calm eyes, but her waist is straight, not revealing or showing, it is Gu Niyun who was rated by Shen Huaiyan as "a violent woman who seems to be rough, but is actually very scheming", from the Gu family, a family of cultivating immortals, who was divorced because of his lack of talent, and won seven wins and one loss in the first round.

As for the heroic and graceful young man opposite Cheng Muyi, it is natural that Du Lan is really small, from the Extreme Dust Sect, with seven wins and one loss in the first round, and only has a losing title because he bumped into Huo Zhongyu and Shen Huaiyan in two consecutive games.

Everyone has their own personality and way of doing things, and among all the contestants, there are not many who take the route of scheming.

But these three geniuses who are already squatting in prison are all human spirits among human spirits, plus Du Lanzhen, who has just walked up to the second floor and is about to experience a seven-day solitary confinement package, a whole round of byes, and has more eyes than a sieve, this temporary prison life is simply a scheming man/woman drama.

"Where did the Daoists come from?" Du Lan smiled, first walked around the second floor to make sure that there was no one else, and then walked towards the room opposite Gu Niyun, and as soon as she stepped in, an invisible barrier rose behind her, sealing her into the room. "My name is Du Lanzhen, and I'm from Asahi. ”

She wasn't sure if anyone was watching them - Duran was inclined to do, they had never seen each other in the eyes of the people watching, and calling them by name as soon as they said hello would only make them more suspicious in their already suspicious state.

After all, four very suspicious people actually know each other, which makes it difficult not to make people suspect that "they are actually in the same group".

"Hello Du Daoyou. I'm Cheng Muyi, from Fancheng. The one opposite me is a Daoist friend from Qincheng, and the one next door is a Daoist friend Gu Niyun from Fengcheng. Cheng Muyi nodded gracefully at her.

"Is Du Daoyou also suspected by the Guishui Pavilion?" The guard rank is next door to Du Lan, and the two are separated by the wall and can't see each other, but with the tacit understanding that the two have grown up together since childhood, Du Lan can almost imagine the current expression of the guard title-he must be very, very, very uninterested in Cheng Muyi.

Du Lanzhen stood at the door of her room, looking at Gu Niyun and Cheng Muyi, who were sitting in the two rooms opposite, and from her current angle, she could observe the staircase on the second floor very clearly.

"If it weren't for that, how would I have come in?" said Duran quietly, never forgetting his own character, "Fortunately, it's only seven days, otherwise I can't stand to survive here like a prisoner." ”

"Yes, we were still talking about it just now, if another Taoist friend comes, we can have a table of mahjong. Gu Niyun just stood up and glanced at her, and now leaned against the wall, took out the futon and sat down, lazily looking at Du Lanzhen in the opposite room, "It's okay now, everyone is together, are you coming?"

Du Lanzhen looked at Gu Niyun, who looked back lazily, Du Lanzhen turned his gaze, and suddenly sighed at Cheng Muyi's gaze, "Daoyou, this is really kind, you still have the heart to play mahjong here, and you are not afraid of what will be found out in the Guishui Pavilion?"

The three of them must have communicated before she came, but it seems that Gu Niyun and Wei Rank are not very fond of Cheng Muyi, and the communication is estimated to be limited......

But everyone at least has to explain their identities to each other clearly and give her a little reference, otherwise Duran can really only act as a cold king without self-knowledge, constantly exploding, throwing out dangerous topics to make the monitor who has a high probability of existence suspicious.

If all the people here were sluggish, it would be in vain for her to do so.

But who calls everyone to be smart and suspicious, doesn't they?

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