The open door rushed in with the wind dragon, which kept moving forward in the air. It was a bit strange, not only did it come straight towards Xia Xiao and Shu Shuang, but it also wanted to keep them. Xia Xiao felt something was wrong. Could it be that the woman was really here and wanted to kill him? But he came in only because he saw that Tao Huaban had no reaction, otherwise he would not have taken such a risk.

He handed the machete in his right hand to Ah Zhu, but she didn't take it for a long time. Xia Xiao sighed that there was no tacit understanding, loosened his palm, and let it fall to the ground with a very low sound.

When his head moved, the flame on his left hand did not go out, and the power of Xia Xiao's wood wind had been activated, causing the wind that raised dust to stop in mid-air, unable to get close to Xia Xiao. The wind was not very strong, but Xia Xiao stared, because a light lit up behind him. This light seemed to have produced offspring in the darkness, and it was a little... strange.

His heart sank, and before Xia Xiao turned around, he saw a black light. The darkness in the tower was different from this black light. The former was dead, just filling the old tower, but this black light could change its direction like a living thing, a bit like the color of darkness when Shu Shuang left him.

Xia Xiao glanced back, and when he waved his right hand, the door closed again with an extremely unpleasant creaking sound. The door closed, adding another layer of dust to the air.

Darkness returned to the scene, and Feng Long successfully kept Xia Xiao and Shu Shuang. In the gray old tower, Ah Zhu covered his mouth and nose, squinted his eyes, and felt a little choked. Xia Xiao held his breath and turned to look at the wall that he had scraped off before.

The wall that was previously blackened by smoke now had an extremely exaggerated pattern on it, like a smooth triangle. Because the black was too thick, it left several traces that spread to the corners of the wall, like words written in blood. Because of the falling and winding bloodstains, it looked even more horrifying.

There was a wave in the air, and it seemed like notes were jumping, playing a long and sad tune, which made Ah Zhu feel like he was listening to a ghost story. The dust and waves behind him hit him, and even though Xia Xiao had his vitality to block it, he still stumbled a few steps and fell to the ground. Ah Zhu fell even worse, and his cry of "ouch" made Xia Xiao release his vitality, as if he wanted to suppress the dust in the tower.

The door was closed, and logically there should have been no wind, but where did the wind come from? Xia Xiao couldn't figure it out, but when the dust and wind around him gradually settled, the melody that echoed in his mind became louder.

The dust on the ground piled up and Ah Zhu left a few footprints. She grabbed Xia Xiao's arm, almost begging.

"Let's go back!"

"Give me two minutes."

Xia Xiao did not try to be brave. In two minutes, he would definitely turn around and leave without hesitation. Even if there was wind, he would be torn to pieces by it. But now, he was being guided, like a game that had entered a difficult moment. He could only use the mouse to keep shaking on the map to see where the mouse changed from an arrow to a finger, which was the entrance to the next level.

His eyes kept swaying, but Xia Xiao didn't feel any special fluctuations in his vitality. The arrow of the mouse never turned into a finger. However, under the broken wall on the left, there was also a black light similar to that on the right, but it was blocked by the wall, like white clouds blocking the black sun.

The vitality attacked, knocking off the wall. Underneath, there was a pattern that was almost the same as the one on the right. The pattern was ancient, and it echoed in an instant, gradually coming together from opposite sides, giving Xia Xiao a sense of tears. Ah Zhu, who was beside him, had already hugged his arm and dared not move.

The pair of eyes seemed to be peeking out from the underworld to spy on the situation in the human world. Xia Xiao stared at them for just a few seconds before he began to feel dizzy and felt that everything around him was spinning. Xia Xiao subconsciously grabbed Ah Zhu, as if he was drunk, but the bewildered eyes were still staring at the two ancient patterns in front of him.

Xia Xiao tried his best to remember these two lines so that he could find the meaning behind them. In this important place of the country, there is such an old tower standing, and there is another world inside, which makes people wonder.

"Xia Xiao?"

Azhu was supporting Xia Xiao's body and was about to be crushed. Why was this guy so heavy? Was he a pig?

Two small hands supported him, but Xia Xiao's eyes were just looking forward. There was nothing there, but his eyes were dull, as if his mind was drawn away.

"Hey, I can't hold on any longer!"

Ah Zhu slapped Xia Xiao in the face, and the slight pain only made Xia Xiao blink. This subtle reaction made Ah Zhu think that he was possessed, so he slapped him again.

"Please, please leave quickly, it's so scary!"

The slap was quite powerful, and when Xia Xiao was distracted, he bit his finger, leaving a line on Azhu's cheek.

"What are you doing?"

She grumbled, as if about to get angry. The warm feeling and the smell of blood made her hair stand on end. But Xia Xiao was like a wild beast, speaking in a cold and threatening tone:

"Don't move!"

If Xia Xiao didn't need to hold the torch in his left hand and had paper in front of him, why would he paint on Ah Zhu's face? But they were all wearing black clothes, so this was the fastest way. Ah Zhu didn't have the baby fat of a book starver, so he wasn't so elastic, so he painted quite happily.

"You're disgusting."

Ah Zhu closed her eyes and could only endure it. After all, this was part of the plan. Soon, she understood why Xia Xiao wanted to draw it instead of remembering it in her mind.

The ancient text was not invisible. She had a general impression of it at first glance, but then, like Xia Xiao before, Shu Shuang's eyes seemed to be controlled and could not focus easily. The ancient lines then became blurred, like a black halo, like several piles of ink gathered together on paper.

By this time, Shu Shuang had completely forgotten what the lines looked like. The lines in her eyes began to change, gathering from the walls on both sides to the center of the old tower, like a pair of eyes, shedding tears, as if they had something on their mind that was difficult to express. Shu Shuang was obsessed with watching, and thought she had entered some profound realm, but she was just leaning sideways, held in Xia Xiao's arms.

Xia Xiao did not wake Ah Zhu up immediately. This girl with a slightly stern face was rarely so serious. She had walked straight up the mountain road and had not lost herself in the thousands of alleys. Xia Xiao had never thought of relying on her, but at this moment he was still waiting, waiting for her to see the mystery that he could not see.

In the darkness, Xia Xiao raised his left arm high and held Azhu in his right hand, waiting for her to wake up.

After waiting for a long time, when Xia Xiao thought that people outside would notice the noise and rush over, Ju Mang still didn't send out the alarm. Before the alarm sounded, they could stay inside with peace of mind.

Another half hour passed, and Shu Shuang took a deep breath and cried out. Ignoring the dust at his feet, Xia Xiao gently placed him on the ground and asked expectantly:

"What do you see?"

Ah Zhu was still in shock and kept shaking his head.

"I didn't see anything."

Ah Zhu burst into tears, as if she had seen some horrible scene, but she couldn't remember it. She was just afraid, like one night when the sky collapsed and she sat alone in a room without even a candle, huddled in the corner, hugging her knees and crying. But her crying was drowned out by the heavy rain outside the window, which tore her window apart and hit her in a cold chill.

Ah Zhu broke out in a cold sweat, his hair was wet, and the ancient lines drawn with blood on his face gradually blurred. Xia Xiao reached out and washed it off with water, because he had already made one with ice.

"Don't be bitter, don't cry, don't be afraid."

Xia Xiao knelt on one knee, put his palm on Ah Zhu's head, pulled him to his chest, and looked around while comforting him. He had no reason to blame Ah Zhu this time, because he himself almost collapsed. If he was the only one here, he would definitely panic and lose his mind. This is not a problem that can be solved by calmness and stubbornness in one's bones, but a mental breakdown.

"let's go."

Ah Zhu grabbed Xia Xiao's wrist, still frightened. When the latter nodded, he turned and walked towards the door against the wind. Xia Xiao gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed fiercely, and the way he moved forward in the wind was like a giant ship pushing up the waves and breaking the ice. His steps suddenly stopped, because at the door, it was himself and Ah Zhu who were making gestures to push the door open.

On the way against the wind, Xia Xiao's scalp was numb, and Ah Zhu even covered his mouth with a horrified look, as if he had experienced a scene from a horror story. They seemed to be separated from each other by a mirror, and they seemed to be replacing themselves, but there was no unnatural expression on their faces. They stood in place, maintaining their rigor, as if time had stopped, like themselves a long time ago.

Xia Xiao stopped where he was, and Ah Zhu didn't dare to move forward either. But in an instant, their eyes went dark, the tower door in front of them closed, and the light of the torch disappeared into the night. Xia Xiao touched the rusty lock with his palm, ready to split it, but he hesitated and took a step back, amazed at the magic of this tower.

Their clothes were clean and dry, without a speck of dust, and Ah Zhu's hair was neatly combed, as if they had never been in the old tower. There was no trace of decay on them.

Ah Zhu kept saying it was strange, but Xia Xiao remembered what Qing Ye'er said.

"In the west of Yu Valley, there is a tower that no one has ever entered."

No one has ever been in there, so does that count as me? Probably not.

"What are you mumbling about?"

"We have to go to Liuxianju again."

"As long as I can get away from here, I can go anywhere!"