In this unknown place, Liu Zifeng looked at the mysterious pillar in front of him, and his mind was confused. Look at this text carefully, some are like dragons and snakes swimming, some are like splashing ink and heavy color, and the hook of the pen is quite charming, which makes people inadvertently want to ponder carefully. I just watched it for a long time, but Liu Zifeng didn't know a word.

"These words don't seem to be quite the same as what I've seen......"

Liu Zifeng racked his brains and thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't think of a big word.

The upper end of the mysterious pillar is not topped, I don't know how long it extends, only the place where one person is high below is about 30 words, these more than 30 words seem to be connected into a few sentences, as if each has its own merits, so that Liu Zifeng was confused for a while.

Liu Zifeng was a little depressed, feeling a little groggy and not very awake. But he shook his head vigorously, stood up, and looked around.

The surroundings were empty, and even the ghostly demons who had just walked were gone. In front of me, apart from this tall and mysterious pillar, there was only one door left.

An ordinary wooden door lies across the clearing. The mottled wooden door is dark and yellow, covered with traces of vicissitudes, and it seems that it has not been opened for a long time.

Liu Zifeng stared at the wooden door for a long time, but he couldn't see why. Walking around the wooden door, the back of the door is like the front of the door, but there is a big word written in the center: "Close".

Walking around to the door, Liu Zifeng just wanted to push open the wooden door, but suddenly remembered the pillar behind him, and couldn't help but stop.

He didn't recognize these wonderful words, but he felt that the fonts that appeared out of thin air seemed to be of some use. Besides, at this time, I don't know what this wooden door is for. Liu Zifeng thought for a moment, squatted in front of the pillar again, held his breath, and carefully studied the words on it.

"I don't know what this thing is for, but if I can use it, I can't say for sure, so it's better to remember it......"

However, I don't know how long it took, until his eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't leave a word in his mind. Even, he saw these words as patterns and still couldn't remember them.

He smiled wryly and sat on the ground.

"I still can't remember, my head is so stupid..."

But he wasn't discouraged, and if he couldn't remember it, he would have to use the stupidest method. The clothes on his body had long since become wisps, and there were dark black blood stains. When I fell down just now, the wound on my body cracked open again.

Liu Zifeng wiped his right hand on the wound, his eyes were fixed on the pillar, dipped in blood, and began to describe the first word on his left arm.

The first character was very sparse and concise, but it always gave him an awkward feeling of writing, as if it were the opposite of all the fonts he knew.

This strange feeling, when depicted, even the snort became a little heavy, and there was an urge to flow blood backwards. Holding back the feeling of boiling all over his body, it took him a lot of energy to write the first word on his arm.

As soon as the strange word was finished, a bright light flashed on his arm, and the word suddenly disappeared.

Liu Zifeng was stunned for a moment, and then looked at his arm carefully, it was empty, and even the blood stains were gone.

Isn't that not going to work? He was depressed, and he didn't know what to do. I just feel that I am trapped here for some reason, and my heart is depressed. That being the only way to go, he looked back at the pillar and found something unusual.

The words he had drawn on his arm in blood had disappeared from the unknown pillar.

Liu Zifeng's spirit was slightly uplifted, and although the text didn't know how to disappear, at least there was movement. This discovery seemed to breathe life into him.

For a while, my spirit also became better. He sat solemnly under the pillar again, and there was no other better way, so he could only follow this method and draw these thirty or so words on his arm one by one.

So, not long after, the words on the pillar disappeared one by one.

Liu Zifeng was also pale, his wound did not heal for a long time, and he lost too much blood, which became a huge burden for him. Feeling the dizziness in his head, he was a little black.

As a last resort, he shifted and leaned against the pillar beside him.

The surroundings suddenly became pitch black, without a glimmer of light. Liu Zifeng simply closed his eyes, and his mind was in chaos in this place that was so quiet that he could even hear his breath clearly.

Recalling what had happened in the past two days, he felt a pain in his heart for no reason.

The painful feeling made his face even more pale and miserable, but this boundless darkness quietly covered all this.

Liu Zifeng suddenly thought, if he blended into this darkness, even if he sank forever, it would have nothing to do with him.

"However, I didn't expect to die, and I didn't even die thoroughly... Eldest brother...... Liu Zikong ......"

Liu Zifeng was stunned there, and for a while there were mixed tastes.

"In the future, how will you face me? I, how should I treat you? Why?"

Thinking of the end, Liu Zifeng couldn't help but tremble in his heart, there were many doubts in his heart, but more of an invisible anger, why did that sentence roar even more loudly.

The surroundings are quiet, only echoes, which endure for a long time. It's just that this roar seems to have driven the injuries in the body, and a little blood is overflowing from the corners of the mouth.

Then he gasped for breath, feeling a lot of breath in his chest. The original reclining posture has also become a flat lying position, which seems to be a little better.

After a while, the sound of well-proportioned breathing sounded, and Liu Zifeng couldn't withstand the fatigue of many days after all, coupled with the feeling of exhaustion caused by excessive blood loss, he actually fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took to sleep. When he woke up again, there was a misty yellow light around him again, as if the sun was rising. It seems that this unknown place also has a day and night change.

At this time, Liu Zifeng saw the mysterious pillar and the wooden door mottled with time.

The pillar is still the same as before, losing the text on it, and this pillar is like an ordinary stone pillar, and there is no longer the slightest attraction in it.

And the door, still dark, stood there motionless.

Liu Zifeng moved his arms, although there was still a feeling of weakness on his body, but his spirit was much better.

He slowly got up from the ground and looked straight at the wooden door.

In this other place, apart from this pillar, there is only this door. Even the hole he had rolled into before, after he had been looking for it for a long time, seemed to disappear out of thin air.

There are no teams of ghosts, no hideous ghosts, as if it were all a dream.

He hesitated for a moment before he reached out and grabbed the yellow-mottled deadbolt and pushed it gently.

The push didn't push, he grabbed the deadbolt and pulled it out, and the wooden door remained motionless.

Liu Zifeng frowned, went around to the back of the wooden door again, and still tried pushing and pulling a few times, but the wooden door seemed to be nailed there, and it didn't move.

He reluctantly looked back and forth at the wooden door, trying to see a hint of it. I just looked around for a long time, but I didn't find a trace of suspicious signs.

After a moment, he gritted his teeth, walked to the end of the door, grabbed the deadbolt with both hands, and pushed it with all his strength.

didn't push it, but it also drove his injuries all over his body to ache faintly. The fingers that had coagulated and scabbed before, were oozing blood.

Blood flowed down his fingers and dripped onto the deadbolt.

Suddenly, Liu Zifeng's face changed suddenly.

His hands were clung to the deadbolt and he could no longer move. And the suction force caused the blood from his wound to continue to ooze out, flowing to the wooden door.

Fortunately, the suction only lasted for a moment, and the willow wind was still trying to retreat. The moment the suction disappeared suddenly, his body was the same, and he fell to the ground with a "poof", and his eyes were full of gold stars.

At this time, the wooden door also moved. He scrambled to his feet and stared ahead.

The blood stains on the wooden door flowed slowly, and they were actually glowing with blue light, outlining a wonderful pattern with a specific trajectory.

The pattern shines brightly, looking like a long and narrow leaf, in which the veins and textures are illusory, but still clearly visible, even the jagged small lines on the edges of the leaf are vivid.

"Family standard?"

Liu Zifeng was stunned, this thin leaf turned out to be a willow leaf, and it was also a family symbol that Liu Zifeng was forcibly asked to keep in his heart.

Looking at the willow leaf pattern of the blue light, the willow wind was familiar and unfamiliar, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

is familiar because the eldest brother Liu Zikong told him at this time, and let him observe it carefully and remember it in his heart. And strange, because there are only two people in the entire Liu family.

The willow is empty, the willow is windy.

He knew that this powerful family had once been prosperous and prosperous. It's just that it disappeared later, and I don't know what happened. All this was told to him by Liu Zikong, but as for the reason for his disappearance, Liu Zikong never said.

Liu Zifeng only knew that he belonged to the Liu family, but he had been living with his eldest brother since he could remember. As for the rest, I know.

The blue light on the wooden door was still flickering, faintly dazzling than the light just now.

Suddenly, the wind rose all around, and the sound of "woo" came, as if there were ghosts and gods whimpering, and as if ghosts were crying.

Suddenly, the blue light was so bright that Liu Zifeng's eyes couldn't help but squint slightly.

The next moment, the blue light suddenly dimmed and disappeared. The wind all around also stopped.

Liu Zifeng opened his eyes and looked at the wooden door again, his chest heaving. I don't know anything about what just happened.

Just when his breathing was still calming down, the deadbolt of the wooden door made a crisp "click" and fell. Immediately afterwards, a piercing "squeak" sound came, and the wooden door slowly opened inward!

The wooden door is facing inward, revealing darkness.

The black one was like the entrance of a cave, and it was like the giant mouth of a beast that chose people to devour, and a cold breath came out from within, and when he passed by the willow wind, he shivered fiercely.

In an instant, the yin wind gusted in the other place, and the yin wind, which was much more manic than before, whistled again, and the whimpering sound was endless, blowing the willow wind shaking and shaking, and even the body could not stand steadily.

And the wooden door had been silent since it was opened, revealing the black hole.

But the gusts of yin wind swirled around the willow wind, as if urging him to walk towards the hole exposed by the wooden door, like an endless abyss.