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Chapter 221 The Dagger Revealed (Part )

Two voices sounded almost at the same time. While the voices were echoing, Fan Yu rolled down and dodged from in front of Qin Jian. He squatted with his back against the wall to the other side of the Buddhist cave. Before Qin Jian could make any move, the Buddhist cave, which had originally had a glimmer of light, suddenly fell into complete darkness.

Different from the deep night at twelve o'clock in the morning, it is an absolute darkness, all the media that carry light have disappeared, all colors, shapes, space and even time begin to dissolve. The Buddhist caves are getting smaller and smaller, so small that it is hard to breathe, but the Buddhist caves are getting bigger and bigger, so big that it seems like an endless void, swallowing up all meaning.

When vision is deprived to the extreme, hearing inevitably becomes sensitive. Fan Yu squatted on the spot and held his breath.

"I didn't expect that Director Fan had such a rare item in his hands."

In the darkness, Qin Jian's voice came faintly, lingering in the already small room. It was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry, nor could one tell the direction. Fan Yu tightened the dagger in his hand and said nothing.

It's not that he hadn't anticipated this situation. Although his initial idea was to leave Cave 444 under the pretext of taking the amplifier, and then take away the light in the room to trap Qin Jian, he also considered the possibility that if the arrangement was discovered or he couldn't leave due to an emergency, he would have to start the lights-out plan in advance and be trapped here with Qin Jian. But his expectations stopped at this moment. He had no time and no way to think about how to deal with it afterwards. Facing Qin Jian's true face alone in this narrow and vast space beyond ordinary perception was an indescribable oppression. Fan Yu suddenly lost his usual ease.

"Why are you silent? Isn't Director Fan always good at speaking?"

Fan Yu still didn't speak, but apart from the sound of Qin Jian's voice, he couldn't hear any sound of Qin Jian moving. He didn't know whether it was because Qin Jian was still in the same place without moving, or he already had the ability to move silently - maybe Qin Jian was already standing beside him at this moment, staring at him covetously. This uncertainty made Fan Yu sweat on his forehead.

"Fortunately, this place has fallen into complete darkness, otherwise this little drop of sweat might have become a mirror for Qin Jian to escape." Fan Yu thought to himself with self-mockery.

The solid wall behind him was his only support at the moment. The cold and loneliness magnified his inner uneasiness. Fan Yu tried to recall some beautiful scenes, the freshness of spring or the intensity of summer, but in the end he could not get away from work. For some reason, Jun Jiuzi's sunny face appeared in his dark sight, and he couldn't help shaking his head.

"Ah."

Fan Yu heard Qin Jian's chuckle. He knew his position was exposed, but Qin Jian still didn't do anything. He just asked patiently, "What is it?"

This time, Fan Yu finally answered: "Uncle Qin is asking about the thing on the top of the eaves cave or the thing that devours the light."

"Let's talk about the latter first. I really can't imagine what kind of dark and evil object it must be to have such power."

"On the contrary, the antique outside the house is something that brings light to people." Perhaps because he talked about Qin Jian's unknown field, or perhaps because he accepted the worst outcome, Fan Yu gradually regained his composure, "It's a human-shaped bronze lamp."

"Oh, is it the bronze lamp from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period?"

"As expected of Uncle Qin," Fan Yu simply leaned against the wall to relax, his tone even a little proud, "The little warrior figurine has illuminated so many dark nights with the fire it held up, and has witnessed so many dark nights. During the long years of being buried, he was always longing for light, so..."

Before Fan Yu finished speaking, Qin Jian's voice, full of interest, rang out in the darkness: "So, when the lights are turned on again, he cannot accept falling into darkness again. If someone gives the order to turn off the lights, forcing him to fall into darkness again, the little warrior figurine will retaliate and instantly grab all the light around the person who gave the order."

"I still can't defeat Uncle Qin," Fan Yu said with some regret, "but it's not just the person who gave the order. The place where Xiao Lin was just now is also dark now."

"Interesting." "And it works," Fan Yu stretched. "Director Deng and I were just guessing. The rock caves don't have the conditions for mirrors to form. Now it seems that without light, your mirror gallery is indeed ineffective."

"Unfortunately, sealing off my Mirror Hall cannot really trap me. After all, none of you can rival me. So, you placed the chessboard on the top of the eaves cave."

"Yes, the earliest chessboard with 19 lines unearthed from Zhang Sheng's tomb in the Sui Dynasty is an old friend of Uncle Qin. I just didn't expect that I would use myself as bait to invite Uncle Qin to join the game this time."

"Is this another chess game designed by Deng Yizhi?"

"Director Deng said that no one can solve this chess game. Actually, I don't care about the difficulty of this game. It's pitch black here. Without the mirror corridor, Uncle Qin naturally can't solve this game. If he can't solve the game, then he can only be trapped here."

"how about you?"

"Me?" Fan Yu couldn't understand Qin Jian's meaning for a moment.

"The original plan was to turn off the lights after you left, but now you and I are trapped here together. If I use you as a bargaining chip, for example... give away your right hand first, what do you think Deng Yizhi will choose?"

"I don't know chess," Fan Yu smiled, "but I love to read Jin Yong's novels. There is a chess game in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils that has stumped countless chess fans. No one has been able to solve it in 30 years, but Xu Zhu solved it with a random move with his eyes closed."

"Are you trying to say... to beat the master with random punches?" This time, it was Qin Jian who failed to understand what Fan Yu meant.

"No," Fan Yu shook his head, "Xu Zhu's next move is called self-fulfillment."

Qin Jian seemed to have thought of something, his face changed slightly: "Kill yourself first, then attack the enemy."

"Yes, at the critical moment, I'm afraid I can only sacrifice myself."

Before he finished speaking, Fan Yu had already attacked Qin Jian. He couldn't see, but the conversation just now allowed him to completely lock onto Qin Jian's position. The already dark dagger in his hand became a part of his body, blending into the darkness at this moment, and stabbed Qin Jian's throat with the force of thunder. He knew that he only had this chance to strike.

Unfortunately, Qin Jian seemed to have anticipated the opponent's attack. Amid the whistling sound of the air being torn apart, he only took a step slightly to the left to avoid the fatal blow. At the same time, he quickly raised his right foot and tried to stop Fan Yu with a side kick. Fan Yu reacted very quickly. With a twist of his wrist, the dagger went down and blocked the attack. Unexpectedly, Qin Jian was even faster. He turned a semicircle with his left foot as a fulcrum, and instantly came behind Fan Yu and slapped him on his defenseless back.

A fishy and sweet taste rose up his throat, and Fan Yu could not stop his forward momentum, allowing himself to crash into an invisible wall, with the dagger in his hand inserted straight into the cave.

But before he could calm down his surging blood, the sound of breaking air came from behind his head. He barely turned his head to avoid the attack, pulled out the dagger with all his strength, and turned around to stab. But Qin Jian's robe was like a green vine wrapped around a tree, dissolving all his fine blades. Fan Yu's attack gradually stagnated. He leaned against the wall and forced himself to attack. He gasped and asked, "Uncle Qin is curious about what we are going to say when we take He Si to the dark room? She is our ultimate weapon."

Qin Jian was stunned when he heard this, and before he could respond, a heavy punch had already hit him in the chest and abdomen. Even Qin Jian could not help but step back two or three steps under this blow, then wiped the blood from his lips and said happily: "In this case, I will grant your wish."