The strategy of transcending the book

The furnishings on the second floor are roughly the same as the first floor, perhaps smaller?

Ye Senbai didn't care about these things, he saw that there was also an incense burner on this floor, and the spices in it seemed to have been put in not long ago, and the fragrance was burning little by little with sparks, which made him stunned.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that there was a rich door directly in front of him. This rich door was seriously aged, and the general details were blurred, only the remaining framework.

"It's all like this, and there is a lock." Ye Senbai reluctantly took out the key, only wishing that this time the checkpoint can torture him lightly.

The %2C outside the door is just another room.

This time, Ye Senbai did not become someone else, he was himself.

His body was a little heavy, and he struggled to get up, the quilt on his body smelled of mildew.

In the familiar bedroom, there are photos of him acting, and the trophy for Best Supporting Actor?

"Back? This is?"

Ye Senbai looked down at himself, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with him.

Going to the bathroom based on memory, Ye Senbai froze when he looked at himself in the mirror.

Joy fell, followed by great fear, panic, and inconceivableness.

The wrinkled face in the mirror, the familiar one, has all disappeared with it now.

He became so old that he even had difficulty walking.

Ye Senbai knew that this must be a dream, and all this was just a test for him.

He walked to the living room with strides. The LCD TV was covered with a white cloth, and there were three portraits placed up and down on the cabinet next to it. The top two were his parents, and the bottom one was supposed to be a man?

It was also strange, no matter how he looked, he couldn't see his face clearly.

Although I have already guessed it, but looking at these things, I still feel lonely in my heart.

There is nothing difficult about this level. Getting old is a level in life.

Ye Senbai closed his eyes silently, and gradually fell asleep.

Just like last time, when he woke up again, he was already sitting on the chair.

The incense has been burned out, leaving only the lingering fragrance.

Ye Senbai had an extra key in his hand, and the door turned into a staircase.

Going up the stairs, it's the same scene again.

"I found out, this room is just a nesting doll."

After opening the door with the key, I found that there was nothing outside the door, just a cold wall.

Ye Senbai fumbled for a long time but couldn't find any way out, "Hey, system, are you stuck with a bug?"

System: "I'm sorry for the host. Since you failed the copy, the mission was forced to end. The remaining survival time is [-] hours, [-] minutes and [-] seconds. I wish you a happy last day."

"What? What is the last day?" Ye Senbai turned pale with shock, "Please explain clearly to me, hey, I don't want to die in such a vague way..."

System: "Dear host, the system Wu Lan is here to say goodbye to you, life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, and I am exiting the mission copy for you, please wait..."

It was dark before his eyes, and he passed out again.

When he woke up again, he was awakened by the smell of tea leaves on Duan Zhifan's body. Ye Senbai turned his head and found Duan Zhifan sitting by the bed, staring blankly at him.

He shrank back in fright.

"What's the matter? Brother Senbo, what's wrong with you?"

"Where am I?" Ye Senbai looked around, this is the layout of Ye's master bedroom, it seems that all this is not a dream.

When Duan Zhifan's cold palm touched his forehead, Ye Senbai was shocked again.

"Tang Jiaxin fished you out of the ancient underground city, and it became more and more wrong. What's in there?"

"No, nothing."

Ye Senbai shook his head, with only one day left, he didn't want to waste things on such things.

What Ye Qing, what test, all are not important anymore.

Ye Senbai grabbed Duan Zhifan's cold hand and said, "Xiaofan, let me ask you."

"Ah."

"Will you want me dead?"

"What did my brother say?"

"Then you don't care about the past? Don't hold grudges, don't you want to kill me at all?"

Duan Zhifan shook his head, "I don't know, I don't even remember?"

Ye Senbai let out a long sigh of relief.

"I heard that the landscape of Dongcheng District has been repaired, so let's go to relax today, so that Brother Senbo can get better soon."

Ye Senbai didn't speak, just nodded blankly.

I don't know when there was an additional natural landscape in the outer ring of Dongcheng District, but the entrance fee was surprisingly expensive, and the number of people inside was naturally pitifully small.

A part of the ground broke, and the two stopped.

Ye Senbai probed in and saw that there was a bottomless abyss below, if he fell, he would be crushed to pieces.

"It's so deep."

"Yes."

Ye Senbai felt a chill coming from behind him, turned his head to look, only to see Duan Zhifan smiling, no different from usual.

But after living with Duan Zhifan for so long, I can still see the subtle difference.

That smile was impure and evil, which made him very uncomfortable.

But Ye Senbai pretended not to see it, and continued to lament how deep it was below.

"Brother, do you think my resentment can really be eliminated?"

"Or do you think that the ugly things you did are not deep enough?"

"I hate you Ye Senbai. I hate why you can have everything without hard work. I hate why you always get everything so easily. I hate you..."

Duan Zhifan suddenly stretched out his hand to push him down the abyss, but Ye Senbai had already expected it, and dodged to the side easily.

"Stop pretending, you're not Duan Zhifan at all." Ye Senbai narrowed his eyes and said word by word in the coldest tone of his life.

Duan Zhifan covered his face and smiled evilly, his face gradually blurred, and the surrounding scene was also changing.

It becomes like the first layer at the beginning.

In the seemingly empty hall, there was an incense burner in the middle, and some kind of blood array was drawn on the floor. The surrounding candlelight filled the entire hall.

In fact, Ye Senbai has never left here. He was just trapped in a dream, layer after layer, and almost couldn't get out.

Of course he didn't die. Everything before was an illusion created by the other side.

The fake Duan Zhifan changed, turning into a black-clothed boy.

With that look, Ye Senbo guessed that the cup would not be forgotten.

"You are the boy they mentioned? Ke Wu."

"It seems you still remember me."

"I'll never forget."

Of course, I will never forget how Bai Le was killed by you.

Ke Wu still had the same face, expressionless, without the slightest warmth, like a wooden man, unable to see through what he was thinking.

He shook his cloak, and put the corner of the cloak on the hilt of his sword, "Tell me, how did you find out?"