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Chapter 55: The mountain of swords and the sea ([-])

When Qin Jian and He Si spent time under the moonlight, Jiang Huai was fighting hard in the sea.

When Jiang Huai entered the barrier, he didn't feel anything. He thought he was still in the same place. When he looked back, he could no longer see the figures of Lao Chaofeng and He Si.

From now on, you can only rely on yourself.

Jiang Huai tried to cheer himself up while feeling guilty - fortunately, this was my dream. At most, it was mixed with those reality show escape room scripts, so it shouldn't be too outrageous.

He calmed down his emotions and focused his attention on the front again.There was something ominous in the closed door, the bright red word "Happy" was full of weirdness, and a voice echoed in my ears, "Go in, your bride is inside."

——My bride, could it be Brother Fan?
——Actually, Brother Fan is okay, at least he's an acquaintance, I'm afraid it's something else.

Jiang Huai shuddered and forced himself to walk towards the door. He didn't stop until he could see the title on the door.

The voice in his ears was still nagging, and Jiang Huai realized that he didn't actually want to walk into that door, but he wanted to solve the problem.

There are nine holes on the dark door, arranged neatly in three rows and three columns, forming a square array.There was a wooden box beside the door. Jiang Huai leaned over and picked up the box, only to see nine round glass balls hidden inside, with a number appearing in each ball.Jiang Huai already knew it in his heart, so he counted it just to be on the safe side, and it happened to be from one to nine.

"Hey, my terrible obsessive-compulsive disorder may really kill me this time." Jiang Huai sighed. It was too simple and he couldn't find any reason not to come in. He resigned to his fate and began to solve the problem.

There are nine holes and nine numbers. There is no title, but it is obviously to make the horizontal, vertical and diagonal addition of the third-order square matrix equal.

Unexpectedly, the first question turned out to be the magic square in Luo Shu - Fuxi drew Bagua based on the river map, and Dayu divided the nine states based on Luo Shu. Although it is simple, it is indeed the origin of numbers. It seems that my dream is quite meaningful. Tasteful.

Jiang Huai was secretly happy.

The first number is Kanxi, the second number is Kun, the three shocks and four sunda numbers are the middle points, the fifth number is the middle palace, the sixth number is the stem, the seventh number is the eight gens and the nine are the left gates.

Jiang Huai was complacent while placing the numbers in the corresponding places.

The last five characters in the box were placed in the middle of the nine-square grid, and there was a "click" in my ears. The dark door automatically opened a crack without any wind.

A ray of light came out quietly. Jiang Huai's fear was mixed with expectation, and he gently pushed the door in like watching a horror movie.Before he could clearly see what was inside the house, everything around him suddenly turned into dust and fell like quicksand at his feet. A second door appeared in front of him.

It was still a dark door. Jiang Huai looked at the square array of four rows and four columns above and knew that it was still the same set of questions.

Is this a test of my ability to draw inferences from one example or to allow me to review the past and learn something new?

Jiang Huai smiled mockingly to himself and began to distribute the sixteen newly-appeared glazed beads.

"This time, not only the horizontal, vertical and diagonal lines, but the sum of the numbers in each two-by-two small square must also be equal." The voice seemed to be afraid that Jiang Huai would simplify a complex problem, and reminded him kindly.

"This is too disrespectful." Jiang Huai was not grateful for the reminder, but was a little unhappy because of it. "Am I going to give a non-perfect magic square?"

I saw that he was flying, and the fourth-order square formation was filled up in an instant.

Then he clapped his hands with satisfaction, listened to the expected "click" sound, and watched the door open a crack like last time.

Jiang Huai's heartbeat was speeding up. He didn't know whether he was expecting more or resisting more about everything inside the door. He pushed open the door with mixed feelings.But he was still disappointed. Everything around him collapsed silently before his eyes again. Jiang Huai suddenly realized that he seemed to want to see what was behind the door more than fear and escape.

"The next one shouldn't be the fifth level, right?" Jiang Huai murmured in his heart. If this continues, there will be endless overlaps. When will I be able to open this door?

The dark door did not give an answer. It was reconstructed amidst Jiang Huai's muttering, and then 81 holes appeared.

It turned out to be a ninth-order phalanx. Jiang Huai's eyesight went dark. This was just a waste of time. He wanted to drag him here. Even if it was his own dream, it was a bit too deceptive.

Jiang Huai gritted his teeth and prepared to challenge, but then, the door panel made a "click" sound, like a crack, and fold lines of various shapes appeared on the door, dividing the square array in front of him into pieces that looked like Tetris pieces. Dots of light also appeared in the square array. Jiang Huai took a closer look and found that those light dots were all numbers.

——This is... Sudoku?
Jiang Huai felt ecstatic in his heart, and his previous complaints disappeared. He usually likes to do Sudoku to relax when he is stressed, and now it is really a God-given opportunity.

——As expected of my dream, she still knows how to feel sorry for me.He thought, biting his fingers and began to lay out a new digital matrix.

While Jiang Huai was happily solving math problems, Fan Yu was alone in the wedding room wearing a red hijab and happily facing off against his enemies.

Unlike Jiang Huai, after Fan Yu stepped into the barrier, the scene he saw was exactly the same as what He Si had encountered before, which was a square wedding room.At this moment, he was sitting upright on the ominous wedding bed where He Si had also sat.

He remained motionless, not because of fear. Firstly, the wedding dress, which was obviously a few sizes too small, restricted his movements. Secondly, he was afraid that if he moved, the abnormal bride's body would scare the things hiding in the illusion. , lost the clue in vain.

I won't move, don't be afraid, come out and hurt me.

Fan Yu thought silently in his mind and noticed that the sweet smell in the room was getting stronger and stronger.

This smell didn't feel right. He was alert, but still made no move.

The room was eerily quiet, as both parties seemed to be waiting and watching.

I don’t know how Jiang Huai’s equations are being solved. That guy is a top student at Western University. I’m afraid he will be able to pass the test soon. I can’t wait for him to push the door in and find me sitting on the bed in my wedding dress like a fool. There is no progress, so where can I put this old face?

Fan Yu thought about it and decided to ignore the obviously faulty incense burner. He held his breath and concentrated, pretending to be poisoned, sacrificing himself, luring the snake out of its hole, and speeding up the progress.

Silence is still spreading, more powerful than the sweet poison, and the swaying faint red light is always destroying Fan Yu's determination to cope with the ever-changing changes.He tried hard to maintain his shy daughterlike state. Half of his body was numb, but he remained motionless. He even adjusted his breathing to the gentlest frequency.

I don't know how long this went on, but just when Fan Yu couldn't bear it anymore, there was finally a rustling sound under the bed.

Baby, finally come to hurt me!

Fan Yu's eyes covered by the hijab were revealed, and his face was filled with red for a moment.But there was a rustling sound for a while, and it came to the bedside several times, but it just retracted, not showing its head.Fan Yu lowered his head and looked at his size 44 big yellow boots. They were stained and stained, and the color could hardly be seen. They did not look like a woman.

Fan Yu, who felt that he had found the crux of the problem, held his breath, raised his feet very gently, then lowered his head and stared at the place where his feet had just stopped with wide eyes.

Sure enough, the rustling sounded again, and he groped towards the bed.Moreover, this time the source of the sound did not stop at the edge of the bed, but gradually crawled out of the edge of the bed.

A pair of hands appeared in Fan Yu's sight, with waxy-yellow fingers and sharp nails, slowly moving along the edge of the bed.Although only half of it was exposed, it could already be seen that it was definitely not a living thing.

What a pair of hands, Doctor Guan will definitely like them.

Fan Yu thought, feeling overjoyed and decided not to wait any longer. He immediately bent down and took action like lightning, one in each hand, just in time to hold the withered hands that were still groping under the bed.

The withered hand was also stunned. It had lived for so long and had never seen such a battle. It forgot to resist for a moment and just stayed in Fan Yu's hand, letting it be manipulated.

Of course, Fan Yu couldn't let go of this opportunity. He threw his left hand and took both withered hands into his right hand. Then he took off the long bridal gloves wrapped around his wrists and moved them with lightning speed. The pair of withered hands were tied together.

A set of work had just been completed, and before I could take a breath, there was another rustling sound under the bed, and the pair of withered hands began to struggle.

Why, there is a chicken feet chain company under this bed?

Fan Yu frowned, simply spread his legs, pressed his right hand tightly against the frantically scratching withered hand, and bent down again in a sitting position, with his head hanging upside down and looking under the bed from between his legs.

Total darkness.

He thought it was the bed curtains that blocked the light, so he stood still and waited for his eyes to adjust to the dim light for a while, but it was still pitch black before his eyes. Only then did he realize that it was not the light.There was a human head about three centimeters away from his eyes, with a ball of black hair attached to it. It was stopping motionless in front of Fan Yu.

"Oh my God, what is it?" Even Fan Yu was startled by the sudden close contact. He jumped up and muttered, "I'm in shock, I really got a work-related injury this time."

After saying that, he waited for a while. Whether he was frightened or waiting for an opportunity to counterattack, the object under the bed made no sound again. Fan Yu felt itchy and opened the bed board - no chicken feet chain company, no duck neck. , of course there is no head, nothing.

Could it be that he was really poisoned? Fan Yu looked at the pair of withered claws. Since he already had the trophy, he didn't want to take any more risks and walked towards the dressing table.

After just one step, rustling sounds came from all directions. Even though Fan Yu couldn't see the actual situation because he was covered with a red cloth, he still felt hairy on his back.He placed his hand on his waist, holding the completely nonexistent dagger.

The dark water poured in from outside the house, and soon occupied the area next to the door, and naturally surrounded the dressing table.Fan Yu played with his most familiar weapon, held his breath and looked in the direction of the surging black water.Sure enough, the head of the person who looked at him was floating in the water, motionless.

"The hair quality is good." Fan Yu then realized that it was not black water at all, but long black hair.

"Hey, what about you, what shampoo do you usually use?"

tear-

There was a sound of cloth tearing behind him, and Fan Yu did not look back. He knew that most of his captives had broken free and merged into the army of withered claws that made a rustling sound around him.And at this moment, the black hair also changed his previous tentative attitude and swept towards him.

"Hey! What is this for?"

Unexpectedly, the illusion couldn't stand his mouth. When he opened his mouth, it gave up its original attack route. When it was about to approach his feet, it suddenly rose into the air, as if it wanted to get under the red hijab and go straight to Fan Yu's mouth.He didn't even have time to finish his words and immediately closed his mouth.

Against the background of red, black met black. The cold light of the dagger flashed, and the hair that struck Fan Yu was like lifeless earthworms, falling limply and exploding on the ground, leaving sticky yellow traces.Frightened by the sharp weapon in his hand, his hair retracted obediently to the wooden table, and the withered claws around him also stopped moving.

"You dare to shut my mouth." Fan Yu stepped on the winding stains on the ground and pressed the dagger back to his waist, still not uncovering the red cloth.Within the limited visual space, another step forward.

He saw a wet footprint on his side, but there was only a footprint, and he didn't see the legs.

Fan Yu just pretended not to know and continued walking towards the incense burner, the footprints following him like a shadow.With every step he took, the feeling of his legs being submerged in the water became heavier, and it was bitingly cold, as if he was wading through water.

This is an illusion, Fan Yu reminded himself, but the closer he got to the sweet smell, the less control his thinking became.

There was a constant sound of rustling in the room. Accompanied by the water-stained footprints, Fan Yu struggled to reach the dressing table surrounded by black hair. He could hardly lift his legs.

There was a voice in his head shouting, asking him to throw the dagger out and knock down the incense burner, but Fan Yu didn't move at all.

There was a stalemate like this for a long time. The dagger hadn't moved yet, but the sound of cracking air was heard. Fan Yu's jaw lines tightened. He knew that this time it was the hand that was coming, and the target was the dagger in his hand.

With his legs nailed in place, he instantly pulled out the weapon from his waist, and the momentum all over his body exploded at this moment. The blade swung between his sharp claws, weaving an airtight blade network, accompanied by a clanging sound. There were sparks flying everywhere, as if an ancient ritual was being performed.

This ceremony eventually evolved into a protracted battle. In the high-intensity attack and defense, Fan Yu's physical strength gradually became exhausted, while his claws became more and more fierce, and every attack was carried with the determination to kill.

There was another attack that reached the throat. Fan Yu blocked it with the blade of his knife. Unexpectedly, the tiger's mouth was numb and the dagger actually dropped from his hand and fell to the ground.

The pair of withered hands that had been watching the battle by the bed finally moved and rushed towards the dagger. Seeing that the weapon was about to fall into the enemy's hands, this was the moment Fan Yu was waiting for.

He concentrated all his strength on his toes, struggled to lift his frozen left foot, twisted his waist, and kicked the withered hands suddenly.

With a ding-dong sound, the incense burner tumbled and ashes were scattered all over the table. The sweet smell that hit his forehead became farther and farther away, but Fan Yu didn't stop.

The stagnation in his feet was dissipating, and the illusion around him was getting weaker and weaker. He took advantage of the dizzy situation with dead claws all over the wall, picked up the dagger, and threw it at the surging black-haired afterimage without hesitation, and aimed at the head. Raising his hand to chop, he used a jet black dagger with the momentum of beheading a general and scratching his flag.

"what!"

Countless screams from men, women, children, and old people rang in their ears, and it seemed like there was only one scream, and then everything in front of them turned into yellow mucus.

Fan Yu then got up from the ground, wiped the sweat mixed with mucus on his face, and proudly announced: "I am the golden left foot, Fan Yu!"

(End of this chapter)