"We seem to be turning a corner." Sanyue grabbed Maple Sugar's clothes and looked around uneasily.
"We are going up," Maple Sugar smiled, "We should be almost at the first level."
A hazy white light was faintly visible ahead.
The three of them walked faster. This long corridor reached the end. As soon as they turned a corner, bright sunlight came over them.
The three of them couldn't help but cover their eyes.
"Light!" March's voice trembled with excitement, "There is light!"
This is a gallery-like passage.
Behind the three people is a flower window several meters high. The end of the passage ahead seems to be in ruins, and the sun shines in from the open hole.
"There are paintings," February walked down the corridor and looked at the oil paintings hanging on the walls, "Each one is different..."
Happy girls, happy children.
The paintings here are filled with joy.
"There should be a painting here," Maple Sugar pointed to the vacant spot, "There are still traces of the hanging painting."
Maple Sugar sighed and reached out to touch the wall. The moment his fingertips touched the wall, the sound of mechanical movement sounded from behind the wall.
The black gate appears again.
"Do you want to go in?" March looked at Maple Sugar.
A gallery of joy.
An empty black door.
Maple Sugar only thought for a moment, then led the two of them into the black door resolutely.
Palm-shaped wall sconces illuminate the darkness.
The ground beneath your feet has an obvious slope.
The three of them were confused, but they kept silent.
"There is a door ahead." February glanced at Maple Sugar.
At the end of the black path is a vermilion wooden door.
Maple Sugar tapped her finger, and the door creaked open.
Empty square house.
The room behind the curtains shimmered with light.
Maple Sugar led the two of them straight in, and immediately saw the Rubik's Cube placed under the lamp.
"This Rubik's Cube is just a little bit off." March said.
"Then let's twist it."
Maple Sugar sighed, reached out and picked up the Rubik's Cube and twisted it. The moment the cube returned to its original state, the surroundings changed instantly.
***
"Then we found ourselves at the pond in the garden," Maple Sugar looked at everyone, "Actually, we don't quite understand. Is this already the third floor?"
"It should be because we have already passed through the first two floors, so for those coming from behind, there are only empty rooms left." The Taoist Master said slowly.
"But you're a lot more energetic," the fool smiled, adjusting the atmosphere, "When you were with Pineapple, you were always as sick as a plague chicken, but now you're in better shape, you're not just pretending... …”
Maple Sugar smiled strangely and said nothing.
Tonight, they decided not to be separated anymore.
The boys sat on the floor, and the girls huddled together on the bed.
"You guys go to sleep first," the Taoist priest glanced at the wall clock, "Jiuxian and I will watch for two hours, and then wake up..."
"Let's switch between the three of us from now on," Maple Sugar and February and March looked at each other, "We can keep three hours."
"Then it's our turn next." Jasmine raised Lan and Bai Su's hands.
Jiu grinned happily, "You don't have to, girls need to have a good rest."
"No," Jasmine pointed at Lan and said, not to be outdone, "We can't let her sleep soundly. She always has nightmares and talks in her sleep. It's very scary."
Lan looked dumbfounded.
Do I have it?
Several people laughed and agreed with Jasmine's insistence.
When Lan woke up, it was already late at night.
No one woke her up, and the dream ended. Lan woke up naturally and looked next to her. Bai Su was still asleep. Jasmine's eyelashes began to tremble, and she looked like she was about to wake up.
He glanced at the wall clock and saw that his shift time was already half an hour late.
Maple Sugar didn't wake them up.
February and March were leaning against the wall, rubbing their eyes and yawning.
Maple Sugar looked out the window steadily.
"Brother Maple Sugar," Lan said softly, "You guys go to sleep, we are awake."
He shook Jasmine's arm.
"Well, yes..." Jasmine squinted her eyes and sat up, "We're awake."
February and March waved their hands sheepishly, "No, girl, you can go on sleeping, we are not sleepy."
"No, brother," Jasmine scratched her hair, "You all look like you're about to faint. You're welcome. We'll be on duty for two hours and then we'll call them."
Jasmine pointed at Fool and Baomu.
February March didn't insist anymore, closed her eyes, and soon heard the sound of even breathing.
When Lan saw Maple Sugar closing her eyes, she patted her face to cheer up, then turned sideways and rubbed Jasmine, who was drowsy, a few times.
"I...I lied..." Jasmine mumbled with her eyes half-opened, "I'm so sleepy...oh...sleepy...sleepy...sleepy..."
Jasmine losing her mind is so cute.
With Lan thinking this, he directly pulled up Jasmine's face, causing her to wake up instantly and punch Lan.
The two of them leaned against the bedside, sometimes looking out the window, sometimes looking at Bai Su who was sleeping soundly.
It seems that there is still a long way to go before dawn.
Will that rotten man appear again tonight?
Jasmine beside her suddenly started to stir.
"What's wrong?" Lan helped her lift the quilt.
Jasmine moved lightly and pointed to the bathroom, "Go to the toilet."
"Wait!" Lan grabbed Jasmine's arm, "Can you stop going to the bathroom? I have a psychological shadow."
Jasmine looked at her with a "crazy" expression, hesitated for a few seconds, and then sat back.
Time slips away little by little.
For some reason, looking at the ticking clock, Lan became more and more anxious.
Could it be that...you want to go to the toilet too?
I touched my belly and it didn't seem to be the case.
I always feel that there is some sound approaching.
Lan looked at the window warily, where the rotten monster appeared on the first night.
At that time, I thought it went to Yin's room, but now it seems that it should have found Lao Luo directly.
If it happens again...
Promote—promote—
Something is approaching.
A distant buzzing sound floated in the air.
Jasmine also heard it, and the two of them sat up with stiff expressions.
"..."
there's noise!
"...Lan..."
That voice.
Calling his name.
"Should we wake them up?" Jasmine grabbed Lan's wrist, "Someone is approaching."
Lan nodded heavily and was about to wake up the others when the voice suddenly became clear.
"Taoist Master! Lan! Luo Jiu! Come quickly!"
Everyone in the room woke up with fright.
"It's...it's Yin!" Lan shouted, "It's Yin's voice!"
Is the sound nearby?
Lan slammed his head against the window, but the sound didn't come from here.
Everyone woke up and followed Yin's call, shifting their gaze little by little.
"Lan? Can you hear me? Luo Jiu? Can't you hear me? Hello?..."
A circle of heads came close to Luo Jiu's backpack.
"It seems..." Luo Jiu tremblingly picked up the bag, "Oh my god, it seems like the sound is coming from inside."
