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He and Xing Zhao are of the same kind, and Ling Xi is the guard here. None of the three of them belong to the category of human beings.
After hearing what Fu Jingchao said, Lingxi turned her head and looked at Xing Zhao. It seemed like he wanted to ask for his thoughts.
Noticing Ling Xi's eyes, Xing Zhao looked at Fu Jingchao with a slight smile on his face: "I still don't want to be in the same room with him."
Lingxi withdrew her gaze and looked at Fu Jingchao again.
"You see it's getting dark now. If we go out, it will be difficult to find a place." Fu Jingchao looked at Ling Xi: "Jinyi, you are not really so heartless, are you?"
The expression on Lingxi's face was cold: "It's not dark yet, you just need to go out and open the door. It's very simple."
Fu Jingchao pointed to the door of the room: "But it takes time to open the door here. By the time it is opened, it will be dark."
"Don't you have any solution?" Lingxi asked.
"I don't think there's anything I can do." Fu Jingchao sat down directly next to him and looked at Lingxi with a smile, as if he didn't intend to leave.
Lingxi moved her fingers, and when she was about to do something, it suddenly turned dark.
Fu Jingchao looked at Lingxi: "There is no time now."
Lingxi put her hand away.
After dark, there is no way to open the door.
Xing Zhao sat on the bed: "There is only one bed here. Since you are stuck here, you can only sleep on the floor."
"But I don't want to sleep on the floor." Fu Jingchao looked at Lingxi with a smile: "I think this bed is quite big. It's not much for the two of us."
Lingxi looked sideways at Fu Jingchao: "I think the corridor outside is very wide, and there are not many more than the two of you."
After hearing what Lingxi said, Fu Jingchao raised his hand: "Okay, can't I sleep on the floor?"
Relying on the quilt that Zhou Miao exchanged with points, Fu Jingchao spent the night on the ground.
The next day, the bell rang.
Fu Jingchao sat up.
Then, he found Lingxi standing not far from him.
Xing Zhao and Ling Xi were standing in front of the painting in this room, apparently studying the content on the painting.
Fu Jingchao sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at Ling Xi and Xing Zhao and said, "I thought you would just open the door and go out? I didn't expect you would decrypt it bit by bit."
Xing Zhao looked at the painting: "The fun of the game itself lies in the process of cracking the game, not the result of victory."
"You see this as a game?" Fu Jingchao raised his eyebrows.
"The game of life and death, life and death is inside the game, and the game is on the outside. The outsiders are laughing, and the people inside are sad." Xing Zhao said unhurriedly: "Speaking of it, it is no different from other games."
"Haha, this is an interesting statement. So do you think you are an outsider or an insider?" Fu Jingchao asked.
"Whether they are outsiders or insiders, their eyes are all fixed on this game." Xing Zhao did not answer Fu Jingchao's words, but said this.
"Is that so?" Fu Jingchao raised his eyebrows, not knowing what he was thinking.
Xing Zhao did not continue to speak.
"Xing Zhao, thousands of years have passed, have you really never thought about going out?" Fu Jingchao looked at Xing Zhao.
There was scrutiny in his eyes.
Fu Jingchao didn¡¯t believe that Xing Zhao had never thought of leaving.
Xing Zhao was even imprisoned in front of him.
In this hell, living without seeing the light of day for thousands of years almost drove him crazy. He didn't believe that Xing Zhao could still maintain his normal mood.
"Fu Jingchao, I'm different from you." Xing Zhao turned his head and looked at Fu Jingchao.
"It's different?" The look in Fu Jingchao's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Zhou Miao looked at the two of them, frowning.
Listening to the words of the two people, she always felt that they were talking about something very important, but she couldn't understand such meaningless words.
Zhou Miao lowered her gaze to Lingxi. She wanted to see Lingxi's reaction.
Lingxi was still looking at the painting, with the expression on her face almost unchanged.
Zhou Miao suddenly remembered what Fu Jingchao said before that Lingxi was the guard of this place.
Does she really know something?
So I was the only one who was kept in the dark.
Seriously, Zhou??I don't like this feeling very much.
Since she was a child, she has always had everything in her own hands and has never experienced anything like this. She felt like everything around her was out of touch with her, like a chess piece being manipulated.
At this time, Fu Jingchao continued to speak: "No matter what you think, but I want to go out quickly, so I won't waste time here with you."
With that said, Fu Jingchao stood up: "Where is the resentful spirit here?"
After Fu Jingchao finished speaking, a female ghost suddenly crawled out of the painting.
She climbed along the wall directly in front of Fu Jingchao.
Fu Jingchao pointed to the door over there and said, "Open this door for me."
After hearing what Fu Jingchao said, the door opened immediately.
Fu Jingchao looked towards Xing Zhao: "Xing Zhao, you guys slowly look for clues here, I'm leaving first."
Xing Zhao looked at Fu Jingchao's back, turned his head and said to Ling Xi, "Let's go, let's follow him and see what he's going to do."
Lingxi nodded.
After they walked out, they saw Fu Jingchao opening a door and walking in.
Xing Zhao and Ling Xi opened the door.
The two of them walked in.
Fu Jingchao has already found the resentful spirit in this room.
Hearing the movement behind him, he turned back to look at Xing Zhao: "Didn't you say you never thought about going out?"
Xing Zhao smiled: "I never thought about going out, but I also never thought about letting you go out."
"But can you stop me?" Fu Jingchao asked.
"How will you know if you don't give it a try?" The expression on Xing Zhao's face was inappropriate.
"Okay, let's try it." Fu Jingchao said, looking at the resentful spirit on the ground: "Open the door."
The resentful spirit opened the door obediently.
After opening the door, Fu Jingchao walked directly into the door.
He thought Xing Zhao would stop him, but Xing Zhao stood still and didn't move.
It wasn¡¯t until Fu Jingchao and Zhou Miao walked in that Xing Zhao walked toward the door.
As he walked, Xing Zhao asked Lingxi: "Jinyi, do you know why Fu Jingchao and I know where the doors on each floor are?"
"Why?" Lingxi asked.
She really didn't know this.
"Each floor here is set up according to a certain rule. Although other rooms are not fixed, the directions of the room where the door is and the door of death can be inferred. If you understand the art of Xuanhuang Bagua and have read these You can also guess all the rooms." Xing Zhao replied.
These conditions are simple to say, but difficult to actually implement.
The first thing is to go to all the rooms, which is not easy to do.
Secondly, it is even more difficult to understand the art of Xuanhuang.
Even in ancient society, there were very few people who knew the art of Xuanhuang, let alone today's society. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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