The lights flickered, and the mottled light and shadow and the faint blue lightning outside the window crisscrossed, weaving into a broken picture of light and shadow.
"Boom"
"Boom"
"Boom"
There was a sudden thunder outside the window, and raindrops as big as beans hit the window in a disorderly and impatient manner.
The wind was whistling, and the willow branches outside the window were like snakes coiled around the roots of trees, twisting their sticky bodies and making a constant rustling sound in the wind and rain.
The window was swaying in the wind, and it seemed like it would be shattered in the next second.
At twelve o'clock in the morning, in the library on the third floor, an ancient and vicissitudes of life bell sounded suddenly from somewhere.
The Taoist priest put away the indifferent expression he had at the beginning of the conversation, and his facial features became serious.
The storm is coming.
The flickering kerosene lamp flickered stubbornly against the backdrop of lightning outside the window.
The room darkened for a second and then quickly lit up again.
On the long table next to the library's bookshelf, the originally empty table suddenly had an extra book.
The Taoist priest had arranged the table neatly, and the bell started to think of itself.
s419: Ah, there is a ghost!
Escape system: Books, books, books, there is one more book, I am scared, brother, woooo.
s419: Tongmei, I am also scared at this time.
Escape System: Ahhh.
Xin frowned and rubbed his head, his eyes falling on the extra book.
The library fell into darkness again, and when it lit up again, the closed book had been opened.
There was no one in front of the book controlling it, but the pages began to flip out of control, as if there was really someone they couldn't see flipping the pages in front of them.
Xin's eyes fell on the book, and no expression or emotional change could be seen on his calm face.
A slight force hit his shoulder at this moment. Xin turned his head and saw the Taoist holding the peach wood sword with a trembling hand, staring at the book in front of him as if facing a great enemy. He could hear the trembling and fear in his deliberately lowered voice: "Don't be afraid, leave it to me."
Xin glanced at the Taoist's hand with blue veins: "."
You're the one who's afraid, right
After the Taoist said this, he bravely grabbed a handful of yellow millet from the prepared bowl, muttered an obscure sentence, and took two tentative steps forward.
When the sentence was finished, the Taoist threw the millet in his hand towards the book, and an outline instantly appeared in the empty air.
The millet flew into the air and seemed to hit something. Some of it fell freely to the ground, while some of it formed a human figure with the yellow millet grains.
The silhouette seemed to be sitting on a chair, with one arm supporting his chin, as if watching them silently.
Xin heard the Taoist priest beside him gasp.
Xiaomi held the people in the air for two seconds, and then they all fell to the ground.
The silhouette disappeared again.
The overhead lights went out again.
In the darkness, Xin heard the rustling of the Taoist's clothes beside him.
When the lights came on again, the ground in front of them was already covered with flour. The Taoist priest did not stop his actions at this time. He still quickly grabbed a handful of flour from the bowl and sprinkled it directly behind them. In a short while, the ground around Xin and the Taoist priest was covered with flour.
The Taoist priest stopped his actions only after he was sure that the surrounding area was covered with starch.
Then, Xin saw the Taoist priest take out a yellow talisman from his arms.
The Taoist held the yellow talisman between his index and middle fingers, muttered a few difficult-to-pronounce spells, and then inserted the yellow talisman into the peach wood sword, embedding it in the peach wood sword.
Xin watched the Taoist's actions silently. After a few seconds, he quickly understood why the Taoist sprinkled flour on the ground.
A footprint suddenly appeared on the ground, which was as fine and soft as snowflakes.
One footprint was followed by another.
The left and right feet alternated and slowly approached their position.
The Taoist priest raised the peach wood sword and made a sword flower in the air. He stared at the approaching footsteps with sharp eyes, and with an angry shout, he suddenly stabbed out with the peach wood sword.
Bright red blood suddenly spurted out from the front end of the peach wood sword, as if the peach wood sword had pierced an invisible body.
The yellow talisman burned instantly, and the Taoist priest took back the peach wood sword only after it burned out.
He swung the peach wood sword in his hand hard towards the ground, and bright red blood splashed on the flour behind the two people, leaving a glaring blood line.
The bell on the table that had been ringing incessantly finally stopped, and the kerosene lamp above the head stopped shaking. The gentle dim light illuminated this quaint library, as gentle as a graceful girl standing on the bridge in a water village holding an umbrella.
When he saw the bell stop ringing, the Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief and his tense shoulders relaxed.
He threw the burning yellow talisman into the yellow cloth he had prepared in advance, and then used a red thread to tightly wrap the yellow cloth. After tying a knot, he was done and threw it into the backpack behind him.
The Taoist priest's movements were smooth and smooth. After he threw the yellow cloth into his backpack, he let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead and panted, "Huh, it's over. I caught him."
Xin observed the package behind the Taoist priest: "What did you catch?"
The Taoist opened his eyes slightly, and said in a surprised tone: "We have caught the ghost that was haunting the third floor. Didn't you see the ghost in the millet circle and the ghost in the flour? And this blood also belongs to that ghost."
He patted the package behind him mysteriously, like a treasure. "It's not easy to deal with, but fortunately I made preparations in advance, so it's foolproof. Now that the matter is settled, shall we go?"
Xin: "You go first. My job requires me to stay here until tomorrow morning. It's only past 12 o'clock now. I can't leave yet."
"Is that so?" The Taoist priest who was about to pack up and leave stopped moving. He turned around and sat down next to Xin again. "I don't have anything else to do anyway, and I feel like we get along pretty well when chatting. I'll stay here with you until dawn."
There was white flour all around. Xin stood in the middle and turned around, looking towards the end of the hall on the third floor. "Did you hear the bell at 12 o'clock just now?"
The Taoist priest was carefully putting millet and flour into a plastic bag. His attention was now on the table in front of him, so he replied absentmindedly, "I heard it. What's wrong?"
Xin: "There doesn't seem to be a clock on the third floor. Where do you think this clock would be?"
The Taoist bent down and poured the last of the rainwater into the plastic bottle, and replied casually: "Who cares where it is? The school can put it wherever they want. It's a broken clock. It can't be found anywhere. Even if we find it, we can't take it away."
"But this school is also amazing. Wow, the bell rings at twelve o'clock in the morning. In our circle, this is called 'midnight funeral'. This library is really weird."
Xin saw the Taoist packing up his things and suggested, "Master, now that I'm here, I plan to visit all five floors of the library. Do you want to come with me or wait here? Or do you want to leave on your own?"
The Taoist's shoulders stiffened for a second, but he quickly replied, "How about... not going up? The third floor is pretty safe now, and there might be something on the other floors."
"Well then," the handsome young man stood up from his chair, stepped on the flour to walk around the haunted desk, took a look, and walked straight to the door: "I'll go there by myself."
Seeing the young man's figure getting farther and farther away, the Taoist gritted his teeth and followed the young man in two steps: "Forget it, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll sacrifice my life to accompany you."
Xin just smiled politely and didn't say anything else.
Instead of taking the stairs, they took the elevator.
The elevator reached the fourth floor and slowly stopped. Xin turned on the flashlight and scanned the fourth floor.
The fourth floor is the multimedia area, with computers placed on each table.
Xin looked around the fourth floor and found nothing special.
When he turned around, he saw the Taoist priest standing in front of the computer desk, tapping the desktop with his fingers, his eyes blank.
Xin: "What's wrong?"
The Taoist priest was in a trance for a moment and then retracted his gaze. He gently stroked the tabletop under his palm, and his brows gathered to form a capital "Chuan". "I know a little about wood. I don't know if I'm overthinking it, but the wood here is all made of willow."
Xin: "I remember you said that willow trees attract shade, but they also nourish shade."
Taoist: "When I was on the first floor, I only noticed the willow tree outside, and didn't pay much attention to the table on the first floor. But I noticed the table and bookshelf on the third floor, which are also made of willow wood."
"Do you suspect that all the wooden products in this library are made of willow wood?" Xin imitated the Taoist's movements and stroked the table. The overly cold touch instantly made his fingertips tremble slightly.
The Taoist's eyes flickered: "I hope I am just wrong."
Xin: "What if you're not mistaken? Willow trees are elegant. The willow trees outside can be explained by ignorance, but if all the wood in this building is willow, isn't it a bit deliberate?"
"If that's the case, shouldn't we go back and think about whether these willow trees outside were really planted out of ignorance? Or was it intentional?"
There was a window next to the two of them. When they reached the fourth floor, no matter how tall the willow tree grew, it was under their feet.
The two looked outside through the window. Under the faint light of lightning, the densely packed willow trees looked like a rugged piece of soil, burying half of the library in the soil made of willow trees.
There was no strange scenery, but the Taoist felt a chill on his back and his whole body was chilly.
He suppressed his uneasiness and swallowed hard, "Go to the fifth floor?"
Xin: "Okay."
In the elevator, Xin took out the outdated little cell phone from his backpack.
The message from the mysterious man on the other side was still sent on time.
—You went to the library of x university, didn’t you? I can see it, I really can see it, I can see everything!
Can you see everything
Xin stared at the last sentence, lost in thought.
Of course, we see things with our eyes.
And "eyes" seem to be related to their mission.
Although he was a little curious, Xin still did not respond to the other party, but just hung up the phone coldly.
"I can't believe that you, such a young and fashionable person, are using such an old phone."
The Taoist stared at the phone in Xin's hand and laughed twice, "You really impressed me."
Xin calmly put the phone into his pocket, and then stuffed it into his backpack from the Taoist's blind spot. He then took out two yellow talismans he had collected from the backpack and said, "I have a lot of things that will impress you."
"I usually like to collect weird old things. This mobile phone is one," Xin spread out his palm, "and these two yellow talismans are also. Master, do you recognize these two yellow talismans?"
The Taoist took the two yellow talismans from Xin's hand and examined them. He looked at Xin with a scrutinizing look: "Where did you get these things from?"
Xin: "I found it in the room during the previous work. Do you know where it came from?"
The Taoist stared at the yellow talisman for a long time before he slowly said, "These are two ordinary yellow talismans. Judging from the writing on them, these two talismans should be used to imprison souls."
"After death, the souls of living beings in the world can wander around. But if you place a talisman like this at the place where the deceased was before death, you can confine the soul to the place where the deceased was before death."
"I just said that these are two ordinary yellow talismans. Although I say they are ordinary, they are not ordinary. Because in our Taoism, this kind of talisman is very despised. This is a very overbearing and vicious talisman. It confines the soul of the deceased to the place where he died, which means that the soul will experience the pain before death over and over again."
"People who use this kind of spell must hate the dead very much."
The Taoist priest returned the yellow talisman to Xin: "You just said that you found these two talismans at your previous workplace?"
Xin took the yellow talisman and folded it carefully, "They are all haunted houses."
"It's no wonder. Being trapped in the place where you died and experiencing death over and over again every day, it would be strange if it didn't become a haunted house."
Xin: "Then do you have any clues about the source of these two yellow talismans?"
"Although the handwriting on the two yellow talismans you got seems to be different, if I am not mistaken, they should be from the same hand."
The Taoist priest looked at the metal door in front of him, his eyes gradually falling into deep thought: "I once had a sister who knew how to make this kind of spell. But because my sister was too eccentric and her style of doing things was extremely cruel, she was expelled from the sect when I was very young. Now, after so many years, she has long disappeared."
"To be honest, your two yellow talismans look very much like the ones she drew."
We arrived at the fifth floor and the elevator door slowly opened.
As the two of them walked out, Xin asked the Taoist priest, "What's your sister's name?"
Taoist priest: "Her name is Miao Pan'er."
"Miao Pan'er..." Xin repeated the name, "How old is she this year?"
Taoist priest: "I don't know exactly how old she is, because she seems to never age. She has always looked the same since I can remember, very young and beautiful. Oh, my sister loves beauty."
Xin took the information the Taoist said into his mind bit by bit: "Then do you have a photo of her?"
Taoist priest: "Yes, I do, but they are all stuffed in the photo album at home. I can't carry the photo album with me every day. How about this, let's leave our phone numbers, and I will take a photo of my sister and send it to you when I get back."
Xin: "That's a good idea. Thank you for your help."
After the two exchanged phone numbers, they finally had time to observe the scene on the fifth floor.
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Studio.
Family members, I declare that Miao Paner is a strong suspect in the crime.
So, you should find this person.
Could it be that Miao Paner is Lady Yuexian
Oh, this possibility is very high.
This Taoist NPC is pretty good. You can tell at a glance that he is an important NPC. He is also quite smart and knows to stand on the side of Xin Shen.
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The fifth floor is very empty. Each floor downstairs is clearly divided, but the fifth floor seems to have nothing.
After getting out of the elevator, they walked around the fifth floor and finally found a floor clock at the end of the corridor around the corner.
The clock has a very retro look, with intricate and delicate wood carvings and the enamel design that was very popular some time ago.
"Click," "click," "click," the large ornament inside the clock shakes left and right at the same frequency, working diligently day and night.
Even if no one is checking the time, it never stops moving.
Just like the long river of time, it will never slow down because of someone or something.
Xin glanced at the dial of the clock and suddenly found something wrong.
"What time is it now?"
The Taoist priest checked the time on his phone: "It's almost two in the morning, what's going on?"
Xin: "Look at the time on this clock. Why is it half past eleven?"
The Taoist was stunned for a moment, and his eyes quickly fell in the direction of Xin's finger. He hesitated for two seconds, "This winning bid looks quite old, so the time should be out of date, right?"
The young man thought for a moment, "Inaccurate? But just now at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, it struck the time very accurately. If the clock in front of us is inaccurate, then the only explanation is that there is another clock inside this building."
"So the question is, where is it hidden?"
The Taoist stared at the clock for a while and said, "Well, it's normal that we can't find it. We are not the designers of this building, nor are we from the school. Some buildings have hidden spaces. Why do you insist on finding this clock? It's not a good thing. Let's just stay here for one night and stop looking for it."
He casually pointed to the other side of the corridor and said, "Look, we haven't visited that place yet. Maybe the clock you're looking for is there? Shall we go over and take a look?"
The young man pondered for two seconds and nodded obediently.
The Taoist took two steps toward the corridor. Suddenly, he seemed to see something. He stopped abruptly and looked down with a surprised expression.
Xin came up to him and looked down along the direction of his gaze.
The corridor they were passing through now was a long hollow hallway with walls on one side and glass windows on the other. Looking down from the glass windows, they could just take in an unobstructed view of the entire scene below the library.
The design of this library is a winding corridor with a suspended area in the middle, which is hollowed out from the first floor to the top of the fifth floor.
Around the hollow, there are several intersecting corridors.
Xin followed the Taoist's gaze downwards and his eyes suddenly stopped.
From this bird's eye view, the hollow area in the middle is exactly a square, which is integrated with the stairs and corridors on both sides. From a distance, it looks like a huge "copper coin" with a round sky and a square earth.
Xin instantly thought of the "copper coin" mark engraved on the waist of the dead man in the crew.
"You seem surprised, Master. What's the significance of this copper coin?"
"Well," the Taoist hesitated and looked away, "How should I put it? Sometimes people use buildings to create so-called meanings. For example, in the exhibition hall of the emperor's mausoleum, with the help of light and materials, a lightsaber shaped like a bronze sword will be created in the hall of the exhibition hall to achieve the purpose of deterring all directions and calming the soul."
Xin: "Then this copper coin also has a calming effect?"
"Uh, this copper coin..." The Taoist priest laughed dryly, "Have you ever heard of burial objects?"
pungent:"… "
Others' souls are being buried with it
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Studio.
Hahahaha, "Funerary Objects".
To be honest, is it okay to bury copper coins? At least it should be ingots.
But this copper coin is very big, and it has a good meaning, representing a round sky and a square earth, and a peaceful country and a prosperous people.
I remember seeing a copper coin on the dead body. Could this copper coin have something to do with that copper coin
It definitely has something to do with it, since he appears so frequently.
God Xin had a great harvest tonight.
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"Tell me," the Taoist looked at Xin uncertainly, "Am I thinking too much?"
Xin: "Master, what we are saying is that the willow tree, the willow wood, the copper coin... there are so many coincidences that it's not possible to even think about it with your feet. Are you trying to say that the more you look at this place, the more it looks like a tomb?"
Taoist priest: “…”
Numb.
Why say it out loud!
The Taoist's mouth twitched, "Well, well, how about we go down?"
He wants to escape, and he wants to escape now!
Xin: "If this is really a natural tomb, there should be a super ghost here, right? Want to catch it, Master?"
The veins on the Taoist's scalp jumped twice, and finally squeezed out two words from his mouth: "No catch."
Damn, do you just want to watch the fun and not mind the trouble? !
Such a big tombstone, I want to grab it? Or I should kowtow to it twice! I am here to make money, not to sell my life!
Xin didn't force it, but just shrugged casually, "Okay, let's go down then."
If you want to go down, an elevator that only goes up but not down won't work.
Only by taking the stairs.
Before leaving the corridor, Xin looked down at the huge copper coin sign again.
The stairs were dark. When he was almost there, the Taoist priest suddenly stopped and looked at Xin with a pale face: "I suddenly remembered something scary. Do you want to hear it?"
I can't be afraid alone.
Xin: "I'll listen to whatever you want to say."
Taoist priest: "It is this library. I walked in directly without thinking much. Can you imagine the shape of this library in your mind now?"
"Shape?" Xin thought for two seconds, then placed his finger on the cold glass and slowly drew a rectangular block: "Is it about like this?"
There happened to be a layer of white mist on the glass, and when Xin pulled back his finger, a very regular rectangle was left on it.
The Taoist priest extended his index finger and then added a stroke to Xin's painting. "It's a rectangle, but don't forget, there is an extended canopy on the roof of this library. Damn, I thought it was a canopy at first. Now think about it, who the hell would put a canopy on the fifth floor."
The man cursed as he extended a little from the top of the rectangle, "Fuck it, this is just a coffin! Damn it, which idiot designed this library?! Damn it."
s419: Ah! It’s a coffin, host, are we inside the coffin now
Escape system: Wow, so thrilling and exciting!
Xin sighed and rubbed his noisy temple.
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Studio.
Fuck, that scared me, guys.
This is the first time I have seen such a big coffin.
I put myself in the shoes of the students who study here, and the thought of entering a coffin to study every day... well, I felt terrible.
Do you remember the water fountain that Xin Shen saw when he entered the campus? At that time, I wondered why the three water columns were tilted. Think about it, is the fountain facing the library? Three water columns, three incense sticks, and the pool is an incense burner.
…Then the library is the coffin. Every day the fountain burns incense on time for the coffin. . .
…
Help, I'm numb, woooo, woooo, I suddenly feel so evil.
In today's live broadcast, ghosts did not appear, but I already felt the oppressive feeling that even ghosts could not bring.
I silently retracted my feet into my little quilt. Hey, quilt sealing technique!
Wow, the plot suddenly becomes interesting. This is so exciting.
Brother, there is something I don’t know whether I should say or not.
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The Taoist suddenly felt dizzy for a moment, and he tried hard to hold on to the wall to prevent himself from falling to the ground in a mess.
Glancing at the staircase, the Taoist wanted to cry but had no tears: "If I'm not mistaken, the handrails of the stairs are also made of willow wood. Could it be that my compass was fine from the beginning, and it got confused because there are too many giaogiao here?"
"Are you sure we want to go down the stairs? The compass pointed to the stairs twice."
Xin was silent for a moment, then said seriously, "How about I go down by myself? You stay until tomorrow morning?"
The Taoist's eyes widened: "You want to leave me alone in this damn place? I don't agree!"
Xin glanced towards the stairs and saw cool wind blowing towards them from the spiral staircase.
The Taoist swallowed hard, took the backpack off his shoulder tremblingly, and frantically rummaged through it for a long time before he pulled out two wrinkled yellow talismans.
He held a yellow talisman in his hand, and the Taoist handed the other one to Xin.
Glancing at the stairs again, the Taoist priest said, "We have no choice but to go ahead. Hold the yellow talisman and don't look back. No matter who is calling you from behind, you must not look back. Do you understand?"
Xin looked at the yellow talisman carefully and nodded seriously.
The Taoist took a deep breath and said, "Okay, charge!"
After saying this, he dived into the stairs.
Xin followed closely behind, but when he stepped on the stairs, he could no longer see the Taoist priest.
It was pitch black in front of him and he could only hear some messy footsteps.
I turned on the flashlight and shone it forward. There were steps in front of me, but there was no sign of the Taoist priest at all.
But logically speaking, he entered the stairs right behind the Taoist priest, so he should be able to see the Taoist priest.
Just as Xin was walking down the stairs and looking around in confusion, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind him.
Along with the footsteps, there was the Taoist priest's panting and trembling voice: "So you are here, I just sprained my ankle, and when I looked up you disappeared. It hurts so much, can you help me up?"
A somewhat cold hand slowly climbed up Xin's shoulder.
pungent:"."
Although I'm not very smart, I don't like others treating me as a fool.
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Studio.
Damn it, God Xin, don’t look back!!! Run forward quickly!!!
I am blind, I am blind. If anyone can give me a pair of eyes that do not see giaogiao, I will thank all my ancestors.
Through the screen, the audience could clearly see the "thing" behind Xin.
It was a group of people whose boundaries could not be seen at all. Countless ugly shadows with distorted expressions, facial features and limbs opened their bloody mouths. They were closely attached to Xin, with their faces only a few centimeters away from Xin.
In the picture, Xin's neck twisted slightly.
The audience held their breath instantly and cold sweat broke out on their palms.
Don't look back, don't look back, never look back.
The next second, Xin Zheng passed by and ran towards the stairs below at full speed.
The group of indecipherable creatures behind him followed closely behind him, chasing after him like mad.
With every floor Xin went down, the number of creatures following him doubled. In a moment, he was followed by a terrifying creature that looked like a flooded river with no end in sight.
Every time those terrifying groups were about to hit Xin, Xin always managed to dodge them.
The players in the live broadcast room held their breath and dared not make a sound.
Until Xin's feet were firmly on the ground, the monsters behind him seemed to be blocked by some barrier. They all piled up on an invisible barrier and tumbled down the stairs like carps crossing the river.
Seeing that Xin was safe, the players secretly loosened their clenched fists.
Phew, I was so scared. I thought God Xin was going to kill again.
Yes, it’s another day for Giaogiao to live well.
That’s right, hahaha, I was just worried about the giaogiao, I was afraid that they would be killed by God Xin.
One after another, comments of relaxation scrolled by, but only they themselves knew that what they were worried about just now was not Giaogiao, but Xin.
Unconsciously, Xin has become their spiritual pillar. In this live broadcast room, the atmosphere of the audience is always relaxed and happy, which is very different from other live broadcast rooms. And Xin's fans also tacitly never express their worries to create anxiety and fear.
They defend the atmosphere of this live broadcast room in their own way.
Giaogiao is a monster in the horror game that killed many players. How could they really be worried about those ugly and scary things
Even though Xin was able to escape danger every time, they were still worried that their sun would be in danger.
Something is not right. Look, this doesn't seem to be the first floor.
One sentence in the comment attracted the attention of many people in the live broadcast room, and soon more and more viewers noticed something wrong.
The first floor is tiled, and this floor is cement. Damn, where is this
Has God Xin found the hidden scene again
Wow!
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The moment Xin's feet touched the ground, he realized something was wrong.
concrete floor.
The first to fifth floors all have tiled floors. Although I haven't been to the second floor, it should be no exception.
The staircase is a spiral staircase, and it is difficult to distinguish the floors.
If I'm not mistaken, the place where he is standing now should be below one floor, that is, underground.
As for how many floors underground there were, he was not sure.
Even when he reached the ground and felt that the pursuit behind him had disappeared, he had no intention of looking back.
The monsters that had been lurking at the stairs saw that Xin never turned back, and finally dispersed in disappointment.
Xin held up a flashlight and walked forward while looking around.
On the way down the stairs, he never saw the Taoist priest. Now that he was here, he still didn't see the Taoist priest.
It seems that he had lost contact with the Taoist priest.
He took out his cell phone from his pocket, intending to call the Taoist priest, but after turning on the phone, Xin discovered that the signal area of the phone had turned into a big x.
There is no signal here.
The space here is huge. The ground underfoot is paved with cement, and the walls on both sides are made of marble blocks.
Marble is very hard and, accordingly, difficult to polish.
But the marble on the wall is shiny enough to reflect a mirror.
In the middle of the marble wall, there is a hollow rectangle at regular intervals, with stone statues placed inside.
Some have ghost faces and fangs, while others have kind faces.
s419: My Lord Host, this place looks very much like an area for offering sacrifices.
Xin shone his light into the depths and saw that the road was very long.
At the end of the road is a towering and huge glazed stone arch.
s419: The deity worshipped here is most likely an old god.
Escape System: Although I am a little scared, it is very exciting. Brother, are you scared
s419: …I’m not afraid!
No way!
Xin held the flashlight and walked forward steadily: Go and see for yourself.