Ming Wang watched Bister walk up the stairs leading to the tenth floor, return to his rattan chair again, and drink tea leisurely, and smiled and said to himself: "I'm so happy that I almost demolished the tower. It's a sin. I hope he won't get lost on the next floor."
When Bister walked up to the tenth floor, the first thing he saw was the door. The seven different people. The tower guard was an old man, sitting cross-legged in the air, his long beard had been held onto the ground. When Bister walked up and came, the old man opened his eyes and looked at Bister.
"This is the tenth floor, called the Seventh Gate. I am the tower guard and the gatekeeper on this floor. I walked through the Seventh Gate and passed through this floor." The old man seemed not willing to say a word, and closed his eyes after he finished speaking.
Bister didn't expect such a challenge. The other party had already told him that he started with the people around him. He was curious about what was behind these doors.
Bister opened the people around him and walked in. Behind the door was a completely different world. Bister appeared in the palace, and his clothes became gorgeous, with a crown on his head and a scepter in his hand. Bister looked around in confusion. Without a single step, the scenery was changing. Guards and ministers appeared here, kneeling beside him in surrender, and the door behind him disappeared.
"I need to find the door to go back." Bister said to himself
"You can guide the emperor." The officials around Bister said collectively, but Bister looked around with annoyance. When he thought that all this was a illusion, Bister waved his hand and asked them to leave and began to search for it himself.
Bister kept running in the palace, constantly opening the door and trying, but there was no one he wanted. I don't know why he didn't want to drop the scepter in his hand and the crown on his head. Bister carefully searched in the palace and did not miss every place, but when he ran all over the palace, he did not find the door to go back.
Bister didn't think he wouldn't find it. He thought he had missed something. He looked for it in the palace again. He did find a corridor in an inconspicuous place. If he didn't pay attention, he would easily be missed. Bister happily rushed into the corridor. There were various doors everywhere in the corridor, and the corridor was long and invisible.
"The way back must be here." Bister said confidently, and then began to open the door constantly to find the door to go back.
This corridor is far more common than Bister thinks about it, and it is far more complicated than Bister thinks about it. There is a new place behind each door, just like the branches of a big tree are constantly having new branches. But Bister is not discouraged, and he doesn't know how long it has passed. He feels tired, and the scepter in his hand and the crown on his head have become heavy, but he doesn't want to throw it away.
Bister returned to the corridor again. He no longer knew how many rooms he had walked and how many doors he had opened. When he held the handle of the door again, he suddenly stopped and looked at the scepter in his hand. He was a little puzzled about what was wrong with him. Why didn't he want to throw them away? He shouldn't care about them.
Bister threw away the scepter and the crown he threw away, and he felt much more relaxed in a short time. This was the second time he noticed that there were many people around him. These people really proposed to guide him. Why didn't he see them?
"I want to find a door to go back." Bister suddenly spoke, as if asking, and he also felt that his tone seemed a little different.
"I can guide the emperor." The same voice sounded again
"Lead the way." Suddenly, many ministers turned into beggars, and their bodies were stinking, walking in front of Bister, who just followed silently.
It took him a long time to walk. Bister suddenly stopped and the beggar stopped and looked back at Bister in confusion. Bister and the beggar looked at each other for a few seconds. He suddenly realized that he had changed and became arrogant. The arrogance made him unable to see the people around him, and the arrogance made him unwilling to bow his head and question and blindly command.
"Where is the door to go back?" Bister asked with a smile, very polite.
"Behind you." The beggar also smiled and then disappeared. Bister looked back and saw that there was indeed a door. The originally simple thing became difficult because of his arrogance.
Bister walked through the door and returned to the room again. As Bister came back, the door disappeared into a step, leading to the next step.
"It seems that you should be careful, you might as well be lost in it." Bister said helplessly, then opened the second door and walked in.
When he walked in, he found himself standing on a ring, and when he became a child, he became the most depressed of himself. His opponent was Jace, the person he looked down upon the most. Jace rushed over quickly. Bister wanted to dodge, but found that this body was not so easy to use, and the speed was very slow. The heaviest thing was that the body was empty and had no energy.
Bister did not dodge Jace's attack and was knocked away directly. The pain was so clear. Bister lay on the ground blankly. Jace walked over and looked at him mockingly, and then one by one of the enemies he had squeezed into appeared in front of him, looking at him mockingly, and the unwillingness to be returned to his heart again.
No matter how much effort he put in, he would not get any reward. He hoped that he could practice, but God did not give him this opportunity. However, he was extremely depressed and even had the idea of suicide. He envied other children, even the children with the worst talent, and they could gather their hearts. Envy slowly turned into jealousy. He began to curse them that they hoped they were like himself. Although he survived that time, it was deeply imprinted in his heart and could never be forgotten. Time had passed for a long time, and Bister could no longer remember what he felt at that time, but now that feeling was back.
Bister fell to the ground and shouted unwillingly. The more he shouted Jace, the louder the ridicule. Bister tried to fight back, but he was easily knocked to the ground by the other party, and the pain calmed him down a little.
Bister looked down at his body, clenched his fists hard, looked up and smiled at Jace: "I am no longer jealous of you, I can become stronger." Jace was not laughing, slowly disappeared, Bister also returned to his normal body, and a door appeared in front of him.
When Bister stepped out of the door and saw the janitor again, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Is it jealous this time? It's really all kinds of emotions in people's hearts."
When Bister walked into the third door, he saw some unexpected scenes. He saw Lilika, four women, Meli, and even Norqi. In front of him were beautiful women, each of them was sexy and enchanting. As soon as Bister walked in, they swarmed up. There were soft mattresses everywhere around Bister. As long as Bister fell, he could enjoy the gentleness here. There was a gate a hundred meters in front of Bister.
"This time it's **, it's really a headache." Bister gritted his teeth and walked towards the door. The closer Bister got to the door, the more proactive the women were. When Bister rushed out the door, he almost dragged hundreds of women forward.
However, this time, Bister did not return to the room in his tower when he passed through the door, but a room covered with money and gems. The room was filled with various treasures, leaving only a narrow road. Bister was not very tempted by these, and Bister walked over without hesitation.
After the room full of treasures, there was a room full of food. When Bister walked in, he felt extremely hungry, and the food around him kept emitting fragrance to seduce him. Bister resisted the impulse and walked through the room. In the next room, he finally saw hope. The distance between the room was not only more than one hundred meters. He could even see the figure of the doorman through the door at the end of the room. The room was full of chairs, which made people feel comfortable to sit down.