Baomu closed the door smoothly, and the heavy closing sound startled Xiaolan.
It was dark inside the door.
Qin Yin took out his own flashlight and clicked it on.
They can only see themselves.
Can't see walls or floor.
Turning around, there seemed to be only one door in this space.
"The door can't be pushed open," Baomu said.
"Then why did you close the door so quickly?" Qin Yin looked disgusted, "You are moving very quickly at this time."
"Don't be afraid," the Taoist priest took Qin Yin's flashlight and walked to the front, "Let's go forward."
There was no sound of footsteps, it was like stepping on nothingness.
While walking, the Taoist leader suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?"
The orange beam of light cut through the darkness like a sharp blade, and at the end of the beam was a black figure.
Everyone gasped and froze in place without saying a word.
The Taoist priest twisted his wrist and the beam moved upward.
It's a person's back.
The man had his back to them, and the light from behind cast a long shadow in front of him.
"Holy shit..." The fool could only exclaim, "Holy shit, what the hell is this..."
February and March’s faces turned green with fear.
"Baomu," Maple Sugar said quickly, "do you smell anything?"
Baomu sniffed, "Hmm... human smell."
Human flavor?
"So he is a human being." Qin Yin let go of the Taoist priest's clothes.
"Are we going there?" The fool looked at the Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest stretched out his hand to signal them to hold still, while he took two steps forward.
When I turned around, the disobedient guys still followed me.
Everyone huddled together and moved towards the black shadow step by step, looking a little funny.
The black shadow never moved.
It was a man dressed in black, of medium height, with his head lowered.
Xiaolan frowned.
Why does this dress look familiar?
In the blink of an eye, several people had moved behind the man.
Xiaolan's heart beat wildly.
"Taoist priest," she tugged on the Taoist priest's sleeve, "I have a bad feeling."
"ah!--"
Qin Yin let out a short scream.
Several people froze again.
Kaka...kaka...
The man moved, and his stiff bones made a clear friction sound.
"Oh...ahem...here..."
The man raised his hand to rub the back of his neck and slowly turned around.
Xiaolan's head buzzed.
"Are you...eh? Aren't you Xiaohong? Or Xiaolan? Where are we? Why are we here?..."
The friends looked at the man and Xiaolan in shock.
The man blinked his eyes, looking innocent.
"You..." Xiaolan trembled and pointed at him, "You...Meng...Meng..."
"What's wrong?" The man looked around warily, "I'm Meng Zecheng."
Friends have already heard Xiaolan talk about Meng Zecheng and Meng Fuling, and this time they actually met them.
"Are you Meng Fuling?" Qin Yin had never seen him before and asked, squinting at him.
"Why are you all talking about this name? Who is this Meng Fuling?" Meng Zecheng twisted his arm a few times and looked a little uncomfortable, "Does it look like me?"
Meng Zecheng is back again.
That cold corpse came back to life.
"Meng Zecheng, what is your last memory?" Xiaolan asked hurriedly.
"The last memory?" Meng Zecheng raised his eyes and recalled, "I remember... we were looking for a way to escape from the untouchable camp. Your behavior was very strange. I was thinking about leaving you behind and running away, and then... suddenly...
...and lost consciousness.”
Xiaolan nodded.
Well, you're unconscious because you've turned into a dead person.
You still want to abandon me and run away? You deserve it.
"Have you been here since you woke up?" Xiaolan asked.
Meng Zecheng thought for a few seconds, then nodded and asked, "Who are they?"
"They are all my partners." Xiaolan pulled her behind her.
The Taoist Priest was still a little afraid of Meng Zecheng, with a dark luster shining in his eyes.
Why does Meng Zecheng appear here?
Meng Zecheng felt very insecure and always wanted to get close to them, but whenever he got closer, his companions would unconsciously move an inch back, always maintaining a safe distance.
Xiaolan looked at Meng Zecheng's depressed look and felt very conflicted in her heart.
On the one hand, Meng Zecheng does not look like a bad person, but on the other hand, he has been tricked by Meng Fuling three times. If it happens again, then he can really die.
Oh, it’s been three times already? Doesn’t that mean this time is not bad?
No, no, Xiaolan shook her head. If they were cheated this time, their entire nest would have to get involved.
"Meng Zecheng," Xiaolan calmed down and asked, "You haven't told me why you came to the royal city, and what happened to the... person you killed?"
"I……"
Meng Zecheng glanced at everyone and knew that in this case, it was obviously not wise to refuse to answer.
"They said... they said I killed a girl." He lowered his head and squeezed out blurry words through his teeth.
"A girl?" Faces flashed through Xiaolan's mind, "Which...who is it? What's her name?"
"Her name is... her name is..." Meng Zecheng's eyes began to tremble, and he grabbed his hair hard, "his name is... Chu... Chu Jing... she is just a very, very small girl... they said... about me
…”
It's Chu Jing.
Xiaolan's heart skipped a beat.
He was the first person Meng Fuling killed.
"They said I killed her..." Meng Zecheng's features wrinkled together, "They said I strangled her... and folded her up, but I didn't do it, I really didn't do it..."
That was how Chu Jing died.
"Who are they?" Xiaolan asked, "Are they the police?"
Meng Zecheng's eyes became empty and he shook his head feebly, "No, it's him. He is from the Royal City. He was summoned by me, the envoy of the Royal City."
Xiaolan was a little confused.
What is this all about?
Why is there another messenger from the King of Gods? What is this?
"He said that he can fulfill all my wishes," Meng Zecheng lowered his eyes, "I...I have forgotten what my wish is, but since he came to me, everything seems to have begun to collapse.
.”
"What does he look like?" Xiaolan first thought of Wenbro.
"He is all black," Meng Zecheng narrowed his eyes, "I have never seen any other colors on him. Except for the dark eyes, all other parts are blocked..."
Not Wemblow.
Wemblow is so confident that he can't help but show off his handsome face.
"That morning, when I woke up, I found that my hands hurt and there was blood..." Meng Zecheng raised his hands, "I don't know what happened, but the messenger told me that I... I killed someone...
…I killed that little girl on the news…”
It was already one o'clock when I woke up, it was late_(_`‖∠)_