The scene in front of them was so weird that Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing didn't react for a while, and they didn't even speak.
"Oh, that's too damn cruel!" In the end, it was Zhou Zijing who spoke first. Although he was timid and perhaps afraid of death, he still had a necessary sense of justice.
Wu Dazhi did not speak, but walked forward slowly. Seeing the expressions on the women's faces that were either surprised, uneasy, pleading, or satisfied, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
With a long sigh, Wu Dazhi reached out and closed the wide-open eyes of these women. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand closed the women's eyes, a gust of wind came out from a mysterious place and blew the woman's body away.
It turned into a burst of starry silver powder.
Seeing this, Zhou Zijing also followed Wu Dazhi's example. Whenever they closed a woman's eyes, a gust of wind would blow by. Different from the cold wind, the wind seemed to be mixed with warmth.
After they closed the eyes of all the corpses, the terrifying corpses at the beginning were no longer in the small hall, but instead there was a pile of silver powder.
Another gust of wind blew by, and the silver powder slowly floated with the wind, and then formed a silver streak, and then slowly rotated, forming the shape of a tornado. Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing looked at each other, and they couldn't help but feel a little worried.
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In general, when a scene like this appears in a movie, some monster will come out of it. Without any time to think about it, Zhou Zijing quickly took out a charm from his pocket and handed it to Wu Dazhi.
Wu Dazhi also generously gave Zhou Zijing a Strength Talisman and a Blood Benefit Talisman. But after waiting for a few minutes, no strange creatures came out of the vortex. Instead, a light door formed, which seemed to lead to the distance.
Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing thought for a while and roughly guessed the purpose of the door. It was probably the entrance to the third floor.
But the two people hesitated, and no one dared to enter. The entrance to the third floor had just been opened, which meant that Hu Xue and Xie Rusi had not entered inside. If the two people went in now, the danger on the third floor would be based on it.
The two of them probably don't have a chance to win.
Thinking of this, the excitement that had just been felt suddenly subsided. Neither of them spoke first. It seemed that whoever spoke first would be handed an admission notice by the God of Death.
"Dazhi, don't think about it. We have reached this point, what else is there to be afraid of?"
Zhou Zijing glanced at Wu Dazhi and said softly: "If you are worried, let's take a look on the left side. If they are not there, let's go in!"
"Forget it! No need to look!" For some reason, Wu Dazhi always felt that Hu Xue and Xie Rusi were no longer on this level, and it was just a waste of time to go and see them.
"Let's go then!" With that said, Zhou Zijing took the lead and entered the light door. Wu Dazhi did not dare to delay and walked in immediately.
Just when they all stepped into the door, a female voice like a silver bell came to mind behind them: "Thank you."
Behind the light door is a long corridor of light. Every time Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing take a step, a light and shadow will flash past their eyes.
Wu Dazhi recognized that these were the women just now. Now they were no longer struggling in the dark underground, but in the mysterious zone, under the blue sky and white clouds, on the green grass, showing their youthful vitality.
girl.
The light corridor was very long. It was so long that Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing felt a little scared. Their steps became faster and faster, and in the end they were running at running speed. However, despite this, the light corridor seemed to be endless.
, always makes people confused.
"Dazhi, we won't be trapped in here, right?" It was a good thing that Zhou Zijing didn't say anything, but as soon as these words came out, the two of them couldn't help but sink.
Even though the two of them had no confidence in their hearts, they could not abandon the flame of hope. The two of them were still running desperately. After who knows how long, a door finally appeared in front of them.
"Fat man, look, it's the door!" Wu Dazhi pointed forward excitedly and shouted to Zhou Zijing.
"It's the door! It's the door!" Zhou Zijing rushed to Wu Dazhi excitedly and hugged him in his arms, as if he had won tens of millions.
Tears and snot flowed down Zhou Zijing's face. No one could tell clearly how he felt now.
Wu Dazhi silently wiped away Zhou Zijing's tears. He could understand the feeling of surviving a disaster.
The two calmed down and finally decided that Wu Dazhi would push open the door of life. The door slowly opened, and behind it was endless darkness. Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing, who were accustomed to the light, felt a little uncomfortable for a while.
adapt.
It turned out that there was a hall behind the light door, and they were on a high platform. After the two came out, the light door disappeared.
Zhou Zijing quickly took out two Lengran sticks from his backpack, handed one to Wu Dazhi, and held the other in his hand.
Wu Dazhi held the cold burning rod in his hand and looked at their location with the poor light. This was a high platform, about one to two meters high.
The area on the high platform was very large. Wu Dazhi estimated that it covered an area of 20 to 30 square meters. However, there was nothing on the high platform, which made him somewhat uneasy.
Wu Dazhi looked up and looked ahead. He saw an empty square. It was no exaggeration to say it was a square. It covered an area of several hundred square meters, enough to accommodate thousands of people gathering here.
"Dazhi, what did Xie Rusi say the third floor was for?" Just as Wu Dazhi was observing the surroundings, Zhou Zijing pushed him fiercely and asked in a low voice.
This question really stumped Wu Dazhi. Xie Rusi seemed to have mentioned the purpose of the third layer, but now he couldn't remember it at all.
"Forgot..." Wu Dazhi told the truth. Although this answer sounded a bit cruel, he couldn't make it up to fool Zhou Zijing.
Fortunately, Zhou Zijing didn't care about Wu Dazhi's answer. He poked Wu Dazhi again: "What is that thing in front of you?"
Looking in the direction of Zhou Zijing's finger, Wu Dazhi took a breath of air. He didn't see any scary monsters. To be honest, what he saw could be described as beautiful and ingenious.
It was a huge statue of a girl. Wu Dazhi, who was standing on the high platform, had to look up, which showed that the height of the statue was definitely more than three meters.
The statue was dressed in white, with just the right proportions and beautiful facial features. But what seemed a bit inappropriate was that the statue held a sharp dagger in its left hand and a skull in its right hand.
Looking further down, at the feet of the statue, there are actually a pile of vividly carved corpses. Every corpse, without exception, is a man.
"What kind of ghost statue is this? It's scary to look at!" Zhou Zijing complained.