Chapter 113: The Road to Heaven 5 You are most like him

The staircase was located in the ballroom, and they were going in the opposite direction, so naturally, it was a little hard to find.

The man in white stood still and looked up at the ceiling.

Sansi saw his action and also looked up.

"Is there a monster up there?" He looked carefully, but didn't see any trace of a monster.

The man in white said nothing. After a while, he had a drill in his hand.

San Si looked at the drill that was totally inconsistent with his cold image, and almost couldn't help laughing. Why did this person always put some strange tools in the space? He held back his laughter for a while and then asked: "Do you want to drill a hole directly in the ceiling?"

Before the man in white could respond, the entire castle suddenly shook.

The sound of gunfire coming from the opposite direction was almost deafening.

Sansi's face turned cold.

The man in white raised his feet as if he wanted to walk towards the place where the sound came from.

"It looks dangerous over there. Is there a fight going on?"

The man in white looked at Sansi and put away his electric drill: "Probably."

Logically speaking, such a movement would definitely be enough to destroy the entire castle, but here it was just a vibration, without any stone chips falling. Perhaps the scene of the explosion was more important, or some unlucky monster blocked this wave of damage with its body on the spot.

"Why don't we just let them fight and we'll look for clues." Sansi advised, glancing at the wall beside him.

…

The strange scene at the party subsided. The boy who seemed to be able to walk through walls posted a note as tall as a person on the door and said, "Let's go, let's go."

Nuonuo stepped out as if she was used to it.

The young man glanced at the speech, his expression evasive, and whispered, "Follow this way out."

Zhu Ci's injuries had mostly healed, so moving was not a difficult task, but he did need to change his clothes.

"You go first."

The boy didn't say much and went out immediately. He was probably a social phobic.

Zhu Ci dusted off his body. He had put his clothes in the space and he could just change into another set.

"Who ruined my party?"

At this moment, a voice rang out in the area, startling even Zhushou.

He squinted his eyes and finally made out a hint of red in the transparent air. The red mist seeped out from the concave walls all around, becoming thicker and thicker.

After seeing Hong Wu, Zhu Ci was not particularly panicked because he realized very clearly that this person was most likely a bully who only feared the strong and bullied the weak.

I was hiding just now, but now I see that he is the only one left here, so I show up. Why? To save a little bit of my pitiful self-esteem?

Zhu Ci turned around and found that the white paper on the door was covered with a layer of red at some point, as if someone had just splashed it with red paint. It was obvious that this monster had blocked his retreat.

Although Zhu Ci was not happy about being a soft persimmon, it was a blessing in disguise as he was able to avoid teammates who could kill him at will.

"Is that you?"

A red face suddenly rushed in front of Zhu Ci, with frowning brows and raised eyes. It was much more terrifying than the facial makeup in Peking Opera. Who would not be afraid of a flying human head?

Zhu Ci stood where he was and calmly took out a few objects from the space.

He had the props, even though they were Xu An's relics. Then he didn't want to care about this inexplicable red mist anymore, and glanced towards the stairs, looking for a place to stay. These tools should be able to protect him to the second floor.

The face made of red mist didn't find any sense of existence in Zhuci, and its expression became extremely distorted. Then the scene in the dance hall changed drastically, turning into a gloomy hell. All the waiters stood up again and looked at Zhuci with a mocking look.

The head became huge, and it stretched directly in front of the speaker, even with a majestic crown and a huge beard.

"You want to reach the top in one step without considering your own limitations!" The red mist gathered into a red man. In front of him was a huge oil pot, which was steaming and bubbling.

Such a scene is really out of place with the castle.

Zhu Ci asked, "Then how much do you think I weigh?"

"People who ascend to heaven usually have nothing, and you..." The man looked at Zhu Ci with a scrutinizing look and said contemptuously, "You are too heavy. You can't even go up."

Toast: "Oh, what's the point of going to heaven when you have nothing?"

"This... this... if you can reach the sky in one step, you can get whatever you want, such as eternal life, such as power..."

Zhu Ci looked at him coldly: "Looking at you like this, I really don't think you can convince me."

The next second Zhu Ci broke out in a cold sweat, because in an instant, he was hung high up, and there was a frying pan right below him. Any normal person would probably be embarrassed.

"Damn it, people like you deserve to go to hell. Let me see what the fear deep in your heart is!"

"I'm afraid of someone as stupid as you." Zhu Ci was speechless. The last time he had such a close contact with death, he thought it was on the jumping tower in the amusement park. Fortunately, his heart was strong enough.

However, the huge head swayed in front of him for a while, and a scene sealed in the bubble floated out.

"Your fear..."

Zhu Ci suddenly raised his head and stared at the bubble. After seeing the contents inside, his expression suddenly turned ugly.

There was no one in the bubble, just blank space.

"Is this your fear?" The big empty head seemed to find it incredible that someone would be afraid of the color white.

"Haha... why don't you take a closer look?" Zhu Ci sneered a few times.

However, this fear belonged only to him, and the monster in front of him could not empathize with him.

He stared at it for a long moment, unable to comprehend what was so horrible about it.

This also gave Zhu Ci time. He used a blade to sharpen the rope and finally managed to cut it. When he fell from a high altitude, Zhu Ci suddenly had a sword in his hand, a sword that was completely useless.

This was probably another mistake, Zhu Ci had no intention of taking out this useless thing, even though it looked very sharp. So Zhu Ci simply let go of it, found the hook, and threw it out.

The hook caught the handrail of the stairs next to it, and Zhu Ci jumped over directly. Many of the wires that were previously placed on the stairs to kill people were blown off. He looked at the right position and cut off a few of them with a knife. Look, even a fruit knife is more useful than that sword.

After jumping to a safe place, Zhu Ci unexpectedly found that his escape was tacitly approved, which made him a little surprised. He turned his head to look and then found an unexpected scene.

All the mist in the dance floor began to shrink around the pan, which was bubbling rapidly, and the things soaked in it looked as appealing as fried food.

"What a nice smell." The monster sighed sincerely.

Congratulations: "..."

The Shenyin Sword is useless, but falling into the frying pan unexpectedly reminds people of the material of the sword: bones, human bones.

The aroma emitted by the sword after it fell in was indeed very appetizing. If he had known this would happen, he would have thrown it away earlier.

This is undoubtedly a great opportunity to escape.

Zhu Ci turned around and headed for the second floor. Now he had no choice but to take a gamble. He bet that there wouldn’t be any powerful monsters on the second floor.

But it doesn't matter even if there are monsters. He has to admit that his teammates who are feared by monsters are the ones he should avoid.

What Zhuci didn't notice was that the sword in the frying pan had turned red, perhaps because it was scalded, and it was even trembling slightly, as if it was crying.

…

The second floor was dark, with no visible candlelight, and was surrounded by an ominous fog.

Zhu Ci took out a flashlight, but the light from the flashlight could not penetrate the thick fog.

Zhuci took out a candle and lit it. I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but the candle can illuminate a wider area than a flashlight.

He might as well use both at the same time. After all, the light source in his hand is not like the one in the TV series, which goes out at the critical moment.

Going further inside, Zhu Ci saw a door.

There is a line of words on this door.

"When a person commits a sin, six of the six sins will condemn him to hell forever. Only one sin will prevent him from committing a sin."

"Those who enter will not be reborn, and will be fully guilty of the six sins."

I think this is not the so-called seven deadly sins. Zhu Ci looked at the information on the door and guessed what the sin outside was. It was obvious that it was life. Entering in would mean abandoning life.

Man is born with sin. Many evil religions use this as a pretext to instigate people to dedicate themselves. But since we are sinners even when we are alive, what is the point of dedicating ourselves to others? Will it allow others to continue to commit sins while they are alive?

The light moves down and there is a lock on the door.

There was strange writing on the door lock.

Zhushou finally remembered the words, and he took out the book he got from the first copy and opened it to take a look.

The text above and here are obviously from the same series.

Same evil cult.

Zhu Ci originally planned to try to unlock the door, but the evil spirit here was really strong. With warm tears falling from the corners of his eyes, he found it dangerous enough.

Since the skill upgrade, it has gradually developed in an active direction, and it is difficult for him to shed tears in time.

Of course, this is a good thing for the speech.

It seemed like there was no way out, so Zhu Ci turned around and planned to go back and look for clues.

However, when he turned around, he found that the road he came from was also covered with thick black fog.

The current situation does not seem good.

Zhuci held the candle tightly in his hand, the candle saved his life, maybe he could leave safely.

However, the sound in the air broke his happiness.

“It’s you.”

Thick black fog gradually spread over him, swallowing up the light around him and strangling the air around him, making it difficult for him to breathe.

The intense danger forced Zhu Ci to cover his neck and start struggling.

"Who?" He tried to figure it out, but tears kept flowing down.

A woman's figure slowly emerged, and she was one of the six teammates who gave the congratulatory speech.

Her face was actually not clear, but Zhuci was still able to recognize it when he got too close.

"You're really not him," she said suddenly.

"Who are you talking about?"

"The person with the same name as you. Although I don't know why, you have a mixed aura, even... there is also my aura, but you are most like him." said the man.

Zhu Ci felt that he might have to go back to the past. Although this man said that he had her aura on him, he still wanted to kill him.

He gradually closed his eyes and accepted the fact that he would have to go back and start over again.

However, a ball of light was getting closer and closer, and even the air was getting hotter.

"I take back what I said, you are more like that shady guy."