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Chapter 166 The Gate of Life and the Gate of Death

In any case, at this time, there must be a part of Jasmine in her spirit body.

Therefore, I want to continue to call her "Jasmine" in the future. After all, I have been calling her "Jasmine" for so long and I am used to it.

I said to her, I will call you Jasmine from now on, is that okay?

After hearing this, she nodded and smiled, seemingly not objecting.

It turns out that the reason why Jasmine looked so beautiful at this time was because she had the advantages of two women in one.

Jasmine, the real estate agent, had a very good figure, and the woman who hanged herself to death must also be very beautiful.

If she wasn't beautiful, Li wouldn't be able to hide her beauty in a golden house.

Moreover, Jasmine also explained one thing to me, that is, the form of Jasmine I see with my eyes is mainly related to my subjective consciousness...

What does it mean?

In other words, the Jasmine I saw at this time was, to a large extent, what I wanted to see.

Because a spirit body itself has no specific shape. You can imagine it as a drop of water or a cloud. Therefore, the spirit body can change its shape and color at will.

Why the jasmine floating in front of me now looks so uneven is entirely due to my first look and impression of jasmine.

In fact, I am subconsciously interested in her figure, and personally I also like and prefer women of this type and figure.

Therefore, Jasmine's spirit body made me have a favorable impression of her in order to cater to my perception.

So every time she appears in front of me, her appearance and body shape will change according to my preferences, and will gradually become stronger based on my points of interest.

This is why every time Jasmine appears in front of me, her figure is getting better and better and she looks more and more beautiful!

As for the piece of delicate and smooth red silk wrapped around her body, it was not Nezha's Huntian Ling, but the spiritual body's protective divine light.

I don’t know why it looks like a piece of red cloth to me?

Ahem...

It seems that my level is too low, and my aesthetic appreciation is limited to the surface of physical objects...

There is indeed a lack of in-depth understanding of her, but we may have the opportunity to understand her more deeply in the future...

Anyway...

This time I met Jasmine in the small western-style building. She actually said so many words to me, and I could understand every word she said.

Unconsciously, the time we communicated became a little longer, and she also answered many puzzles that had troubled me for a long time.

Because I was too immersed in my energy, I completely forgot one thing, the most important thing, which is that I am still in extreme danger at this time.

When she said this, Jasmine also realized this, her face suddenly darkened, and she emphasized to me: "Now is not the time to talk about this. You have to leave this barrier as soon as possible. As soon as daybreak, you will never leave again."

Can't get out..."

I woke up from a dream and asked Jasmine nervously: "Then how can I escape from this barrier?!"

When I asked her how to get out, Jasmine didn't hide anything.

She pointed to the half candle next to the mirror and said to me: "I will use the last bit of my strength to lead the evil spirit in the wheelchair to the bottom floor. You take the candle to light it up and go to the 2nd and 3rd floors to find two windows.

Doors, one is the door of life and the other is the door of death. You have to enter the door of death first and then the door of life. The order must not be wrong..."

When I heard this, I was even more confused???

"How can I distinguish between the door of life and the door of death?" I quickly asked Jasmine.

Jasmine explained patiently: "As long as you have a candle in your hand, when you approach the two doors, you can see the air of life and death from the cracks in the door. It is not difficult to distinguish. The red door is the living door, and the blue door is the door.

It’s the door of death, but remember, you only have one chance, so don’t make the wrong choice!!!”

Since there are color distinctions and I am not color blind, it seems that it is not difficult to distinguish between the door of death and the door of life!

"You don't have much time, start taking action now!" Jasmine asked again.

I nodded: "Yeah, I'm ready!"

Jasmine turned around and disappeared up the small wooden stairs.

Soon I heard the strange scream of the mummy evil spirit coming from the corridor on the third floor again!

It seemed that Jasmine was right. She used the little spiritual power she had left to attract the evil old man blocking the place below.

I can't waste any more time!

He turned around and walked to the wooden table with a mirror, and looked at the half-length white candle standing on the table.

At this time, the candle's flame was still blue-green, and the flame was very slender, like a slender willow leaf.

Especially the tip of the flame was still shaking, showing a hint of weirdness.

At this time, I suddenly recalled something...

I was tricked by that weird text message into going to the attic to light a candle. After lighting the candle, at first, the flame of the candle was a normal orange color.

However, when I smashed the mirror with my mobile phone, the candle's flame turned blue-green.

This shows that the moment the mirror was smashed, I had already entered the enchantment of the mirror...

At this moment, I seem to want to understand one more thing!

If the candle's flame returns to its original color, I will be back in the real world.

Perhaps, this is the real reason why Jasmine asked me to take the candle and find the way!

After thinking about this, I quickly went to get the candle.

Since the candle oil had dripped on the table and was almost stuck to the table, it was very strong. It took me some effort to take the candle off.

Holding the candle in both hands, I was afraid that the only little light of life would be extinguished.

With nervous yet numb steps, I slowly walked down the small wooden stairs and arrived at the corridor on the third floor.

Before taking action, I checked around and found that there was nothing in the corridor.

So, I walked along the corridor towards the stairs.

As he walked, he checked the doors on both sides of the corridor.

The doors on the third floor were all open in the real world, but at this time, they were all closed. I had to hold a candle and approach each door to check the smell emanating from the cracks in the door.

After passing through two doors, unfortunately, no breath was found.

I think if you check them one by one, you won't waste a lot of time.

And what I lack now is time!

what to do?!

At this time, I suddenly realized a possibility...

Could it be that the two doors that couldn't be opened before were the door of life and the door of death that Jasmine mentioned?

yes!!!

When Ermiao and I visited the building for the first time, we found on the 2nd and 3rd floors respectively that there was a door in the corridor that could not be pushed open.

You know, the barrier is just like the formation, there will be some flaws.
Chapter completed!
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