Luo Jian continues to take the clown down the stairs. Even if she doesn't want to light the fire lamp, no ghosts will disturb them. This time, Luo Jian realizes a problem. He finds that the ghosts are not afraid of the ghost lamp, but Luo Jian himself.

Because I am? Luo Jian frowned and thought about this problem, but he quickly shook his head and denied his guess. It was not a terrible thing, not even worse than a hunter. In addition, Luo Jian's identity was very special, and even the secret room could not involve in and interfere with his behavior. It was impossible for the storyteller or the monster in the chamber to recognize his identity, Of course, there is no possibility of fear of him.

At this time, the clown beside said a sentence carelessly: "Yuan children's shoes are really powerful."

Luo Jian looked up at him and asked, "which one makes you feel strong?"

"When you don't hide yourself, you smell like blood all over your body." The clown sucked his nose and sniffed at Luo Jian intentionally or unintentionally. "The smell of just coming out of the battlefield is always mixed with blood and strong killing intention."

"It makes me sometimes think you shouldn't be a child at all. How old are you?" The clown asked him curiously.

Jane was silent for a moment and replied, "you can guess, but I won't tell you."

"Oh, how could it be so!" The clown was so curious that she reached out and touched Luo Jian's head again. Luojian clapped the clown's paw and pulled his sleeve down again.

Each staircase is almost of the same structure. Occasionally, there are several staircases. Inside the black door, something is pounding hard. It seems that the things inside smell the smell of living people. They can't wait to break through the shackles of the threshold and break the railing.

They started from the minus 20 floors and went down 30 stairs. Now, on the 56th floor, Luo Jian thought of the words that the ghosts had said before. So he put up his soul calling flag again, and let the red flag flutter with the weak wind. This time, Luo Jian attracted more souls.

's as like as two peas, but several different lines, but unlike some of the previous ghosts, there are several ghosts who are not as afraid as Luo Jian. They are all almost identical to their souls before their lives. They have pale faces and grim expressions. Some of them are bold enough to approach Luo Jian and ask him, "what's the matter?" My Lord. "

Luo Jian wanted to ask about the story teller, but the words changed again. He asked the ghost, "why do you call me adult?"

The ghost hesitated for a moment and said, "in this place of ghosts with endless steps, we are all so respectful to the powerful spirit Lord."

"Soul Lord?" Luo Jian can't help frowning when she hears a new term coming up here.

"There are strong and weak souls, and I think you can see them." The ghost answered Luo Jian's question and said respectfully, "in this endless space of stairs, there are a total of 1012 ghosts, but there are only a few powerful ones. I don't know when this rule came into being and called the powerful soul the" soul master. "

"But we don't know why we appear in this strange place. We can't get out of this strange place anyway. Sometimes a group of people will come in. Some of them will become our companions, and some will go to places we don't know."

When Luo Jian heard this, she suddenly felt strange. He asked the ghost, "do you think I am a ghost?"

The ghost stopped for a moment, raised his head and looked at Luo Jian carefully. He also looked at Luo Jian for a long time. It seemed to be certain and uncertain. He said, "you look It should be a ghost, no doubt. You are no different from us, but you have a body, maybe Did you take it from you? "

Luo Jian did not continue to listen to the ghost. He fell into his own meditation. He thought of some problems that could not be ignored by him. Just like the eagle once said to him in the Shura field, he said that after going out of the Shura field, Luo Jian would become a ghost without a home, and he would never return to his body, because he had no body 。

"I forget that Luo Jian is indeed dead."

Luo Jane took a deep breath to calm herself. He continued to the ghost: "I came here to ask you something. Did the last person who came to this endless ladder open a door? Is that man still here? "

"The last one who came here..." The ghost heard Luo Jian's words, thought for a moment, and then he turned and looked at the ghosts behind him. Those ghosts had a tacit understanding to get out of the way and gave up a small, translucent soul that looked very ordinary and fragile. That should be the soul of the storyteller. No doubt, he looked weak and weak, and would disappear at any time.

As Luo Jian goes by, he changes the spirit flag in his hand and turns it into a dark fire lamp. Although the ghost light can absorb the Yin Qi of the surrounding ghosts, it can actually enhance the spirit of a ghost. Therefore, Luo Jian can also enhance some weak ghosts to a certain extent, and it does not need to disappear at any time.

"What's your name?" Jane asked the ghost of the lover of the play.The semi transparent body of the plot man looks very vague. He seems to be a young man born in the 1970s and 1980s, wearing an air style shirt, and his expression is a little confused.

Luo Jian knew that some weak ghosts would be weak to forget many things, and they became weaker, and gradually forgot their past, their origin, age, name, and even gender.

This soul seemed to be like this in front of Luo Jane. He was not as scared as other ghosts. He might forget what fear was.

"The ghost is particularly weak." At this time, the powerful ghost who spoke to Luo Jane said: "it should not be the same according to the principle. There are many souls and heavy Yin Qi here, but it is a nourishment for the soul, and there will be no more and more weak examples."

"In that way, he should have forgotten a lot." Looking at the poor soul of the lover, Luo Jian sighed, and he could not take him to the door he had opened.

Nevertheless, Jane had a little hope, and he asked the lover, "do you remember how you died?"

The lover finally got a reaction, raised her head and replied to Jane, "I have been walking in the dark, the heartless beast killed me, and I want to find my heart."

A heartless beast.

Looking at this, it seems that this is the key. But the secret room seems to be surprisingly simple.

Luo Jane thought, looking back at the clown with a daze, because the eyes can not be seen, the clown also appears to be very confused, dragging Luo Jane's hand to death I don't know when he took his hand. This guy also poked Jane's little hand in his hand and poked it in his heart, and then he made a dirty laugh.

Can't bear it! With her angry hand drawn back, the weapon suddenly turned into a stick, and then she gave the clown a hard knock on his head. The clown's forehead suddenly swollen, sobbing a hand covered his head.

Then rowjane said to the lover, "can you take us to the heartless beast?"

The plot man raised his pale face and looked vague in the dark stairwell, and he said, "I can't find it, but I know it's there Two more floors down, I opened the black door. It's been there all the time in the door, and it hasn't left. "

After finishing these plots, the man stopped talking. No matter how asked by Luo Jane, he was a trance and a God-free appearance. So he didn't do any work. He relieved his soul, dragged the clown down and went down. After two steps, he saw a black door that had been opened.

The black door was in a semi open state. The black paint was in it, and even the night vision effect of rojan did not work. He could not see the deep darkness inside, as if there was nothing behind the black door.

Luo Jian was not afraid. He pushed the black door open boldly, and took the clown in and walked into the dark place. The darkness swallowed the shadow of two people and showed the deep and quiet in front of Jane.

"This darkness has not been experienced for a long time." Luo Jian said to herself that the scene is very familiar to him. He met such an enemy in Shura field, taking darkness as an enemy of weapons. Before he was defeated by the enemy, he also got the ability to watch at night. In the dark, he could not really see things. He was only relying on hearing, smell, and all kinds of creatures and objects A message that is not known to the general public is used to identify objects in the dark.

But after the enemy was able to overcome him in the later period, he found new tricks repeatedly to challenge the strength of rojan. He remembered that the enemy showed him such darkness, the real darkness, the body and soul as if they had fallen into endless darkness. At that time, he could not feel the passage of time, and he could not see anything, and he could not see anything I can't feel it, I have been wandering in the dark all the time.

He sometimes guessed that he would think of the inflammation, and he remembered that it had said, "he was the soul born from the infinite darkness and chaos.". So rojan would think, is the criminal inflammation also born in this kind of darkness that almost drives people crazy? Why did he come into being? Why does it appear? Because of the intention of the secret room, or the coincidence of the bad and wrong.

But here, in this deep endless ladder, Luo Jane once again realized this feeling, when he came in, he even felt the existence of clown, looking back, the door behind also disappeared, front and left are dark. Then, he changed her weapon into a lamp of the underworld, and he found that the light of the lamp could not reveal the darkness.

"It's a lot of fun." Rojan was waving the lamp of the dark fire in her hand, and he could not see the light.

In fact, the darkness that the player showed to Luo Jane is a magic. He can not really move rojan into a completely dark fear. He uses this magic to force other people's psychological collapse. All the players have fought with are killed by crazy suicide, even if the resurrection in the Shura field can not completely eliminate the sequelae caused by the darkness."So, is this a kind of magic or a real scene?" Luo Jian said to herself, "the real darkness can only be revealed by death. All the other" darkness "is just the adjustment of the environment and psychological misjudgment. In fact, there is light in this place. However, I was enchanted at the moment I entered the door. It made my brain think that I could not see, hear or feel anything, Closing my senses in this way prevents me from correctly understanding and reading my surroundings Human beings, in the final analysis, understand the world through all kinds of senses. "

Rojan shook her head. "But it doesn't affect me."

When he said this, the world came to light.

The darkness suddenly retreated clean, and the surrounding scenes clearly showed that behind the terrible black door was a small narrow room, dirty, empty, without windows and nothing. There was only a pair of corpses against the wall in the room, which was rotten to the white bone.

There is a clown standing behind Luo Jian. He stands motionless. Luo Jian holds the lamp of the underworld in his hand and shakes in front of him. The clown does not respond. It is estimated that he has not been separated from the magic of darkness. However, luojian is not in a hurry. Let him stay.

Luo Jian went to check the skeleton, which was supposed to be the plot man's body. Because it had become a bone, she went to touch his clothes, and found a letter from his pocket, which was crumpled into a ball of paper.

Luo Jian opened the paper, and the letter was short:

[I thought you shouldn't be so vulnerable, but I'm still disappointed, so this is the last letter, please don't contact me again, I don't want to see you again. 】

there is no signature. It's just a line of words. It feels like a couple will say when they break up. The paper seems to have been repeatedly kneaded by its owner. It seems that he wants to tear up the letter paper at any time, but he is reluctant to give up anyway.

"Careless beast." Luo Jian stared at the handwriting on the letter and said to herself.