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"Flowers in the mirror, moon in the water." When Niao Niao looked at Ling Jiu, she said casually: "Since this game was designed by your friend, he must have left you a clue somewhere. Think about it carefully, is there anything abnormal along the way?"

Ling Jiushi's mind was replaying everything that happened after he entered the door. He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly stood up and said, "I have thought of it."

When they arrived, someone was already in the room. Yan Balang, holding the key in his hand, looked at the three people who came in and said sarcastically, "It doesn't matter if you designed this game, I am the final winner!"

"Don't come over! If you come over again, I will swallow the key!" Yan Balang saw Ruan Lanzhu coming over and threatened him with the key.

Ruan Lanzhu sneered and said fiercely: "I can also cut open your stomach and then take the key."

"We haven't found the door yet. How about we work together to find it first?" After failing to threaten, Yan Balang's tone softened.

"it is good."

When Ruan Lanzhu looked at Ling Jiu in confusion, the latter smiled slightly, which reassured him.

"I have always passively accepted the door purification game. This time, I want him to make the choice for me."

Ling Jiushi put his hands in his pockets and said calmly: "I don't have that much ability to save everyone. I just want to protect the people around me."

There are two doors, one for illusory life and one for real death. Combined with the clue of "two people go, one person returns", it is self-evident what this door is testing.

"I've been with you for so long and done so much. Do you think I'm only here for money? You asked me to come just to die for you?"

Sister Xia was a little upset. She had always known that Yan Balang was not a good person. But she thought she treated him differently. Unexpectedly, he only cared about himself!

"I was wrong! But now, there is nothing I can do. I have already lost everything. If I can't pass the game, I will be finished! Please help me! Help me!"

Yan Balang knelt on the ground, tearfully telling his grievances. Sister Xia wiped her tears and said with a dead heart: "Okay, I'll help you. After this, whether alive or dead, I hope we won't see each other again."

"Okay, okay." Yan Balang stood up from the ground happily, not paying any attention to what Sister Xia said.

God is fair. You have to pay the price for doing so many evil things. Sister Xia held the key tightly, and her mood could not calm down for a long time.

"It's our turn." Ling Jiushi wanted to step forward, but Ruan Lanzhu grabbed his wrist.

"Think about it again. Gao Dawei will definitely not leave you a way out." Rarely, Ruan Lanzhu showed a helpless and anxious expression on his face.

Sister Xia looked at them and said, "I'll open the door, you go through."

Passing through this door, they seemed to enter a void. Ling Jiushi used to be a man of few words, but now he kept talking about this and that.

"Reluctant?"

"If he hadn't finished speaking, would he not have to disappear?"

No. Ruan Lanzhu's figure gradually became transparent, and then disappeared completely.

After walking out the door, Ling Jiushi opened his eyes, looked at the white ceiling and frowned slightly.

Shouldn't he be back at Obsidian? Where is this?

"You finally woke up, you scared me to death!"

What he saw was Wu Qi's anxious face. Before Ling Jiushi could react, Wu Qi ran out to call for a doctor.

The person who came was Chen Fei, but not Chen Fei. After leaving the hospital, he kept trying to find traces of Ruan Lanzhu and the others, but found that what he had experienced before seemed to be just his fantasy.

Everything in the world was telling him that Ruan Lanzhu and the others did not exist.

"Hey, Jiushi."

"Niao Niao!" When Ling Jiushi heard the familiar voice, he could no longer hold back his feeling of grievance and tears poured out from his eyes.

"Jiuji, listen carefully. This door is the twelfth door. Do you remember the person you met at Obsidian? Is he the same person in the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons?"

Ling Jiushi nodded beside the computer. On the screen were the people from Obsidian.

He has made preparations to construct a spiritual realm for himself.

"I can't enter this door, so I can only guide you through my voice." The voice was a little ethereal, as if it came from a very high and far place.

"See the arrow on your wrist? Follow him."

Ling Jiushi looked at the arrow that was clearly drawn with blood and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

"If you say something like that again, you won't have to come out again."

Following the arrow, Ling Jiushi walked to the obsidian. The man who opened the door was still the same man. He said dissatisfiedly: "I've told you so many times, there is no obsidian here, and there is no Ruan Lanzhu!"

"Ignore him, go inside, to my room."

Niao Niao's room was the only place that had not changed. When Ling Jiushi saw the familiar decoration, an unknown beat surged in his heart.

"Bathroom, mirror."

After saying this, no matter what Ren Lingjiushi said, Niao Niao did not respond.

Ling Jiushi tentatively placed his hand on the mirror and was surprised to find that there seemed to be endless space inside.

"Welcome to the world of doors."