Zhao Er told Ning Qiushui that in his eighth blood gate, the living would be more dangerous than the dead.
In fact, behind the Blood Gate, living people have never been safe.
However, the insecurity mentioned by Zhao Er seems to have a different meaning.
"Can it be more detailed?"
Ning Qiushui actually had no hope anymore and asked casually.
Zhao Er shrugged, narrowed his eyes and smiled:
"The more prompts there are, the more 'taboos' you will touch, and the less 'protection' you will receive. Are you sure you want to listen?"
Ning Qiushui thought for a while:
"Does the 'protection' you talk about come from the Blood Gate?"
Zhao Er thought for a while.
"Hmm...an interesting guess, but unfounded."
"The Blood Gate will not protect anyone. Its function is probably to 'screen', but I'm not sure. This is just my guess. We know very little about the Blood Gate."
"As for protection, it comes from the temple."
shrine.
The last time I heard this term was from Liu Chengfeng's mouth.
He clearly told Ning Qiushui that only people in the Blood Sect world would call Gushe a shrine.
Just now Zhao Er was talking about the Gushe, but now he was talking about the shrine.
Ning Qiushui captured this detail keenly.
"Shrine... very few people here use this word. It seems that you do not belong to our world."
"Is it true that there are people in the Blood Sect world who have sneaked into this world?"
The smile on Zhao Er's face became even weirder.
"It's all your guess."
Ning Qiushui looked at Zhao Er, always feeling that the other party seemed to be revealing some information to him intentionally or unintentionally.
"Okay...that's my guess."
"Now let me ask you an important question. If you are not a trickster, then I will not be able to sign a contract with you. How can I enter the door where you are?"
Zhao Er replied:
"It's very simple. Come to me before 10 a.m. tomorrow... Also, send me a text message or call me in advance before you come, and I will come to pick you up."
Ning Qiushui nodded.
"good."
They added each other's contact information.
In fact, Ning Qiushui was quite surprised that Zhao Er actually had a mobile phone of his own.
When leaving, Ning Qiushui asked Zhao Er another question:
"By the way, about Rashomon...can you tell me some news?"
Zhao Er and Ning Qiushui looked at each other for a while and said only seven words.
"Not a good thing."
Ning Qiushui laughed.
From Zhao Er's tone, he could even hear some disgust.
This was the first time that Zhao Er showed such clear emotions in front of him. It seemed that there was some inexplicable grudge between the two.
After sending Ning Qiushui into the elevator, Zhao Er watched the elevator close before slowly turning around.
Behind him... countless black shadows appeared, which were exactly the same as those Ning Qiushui had encountered before.
"What are you looking at? Get out of the way."
Zhao Erdao.
Then, these black shadows actually slowly made way for him.
Zhao Er held the boiled water in his hand and walked back to his room. His thin and frail figure swayed on the way, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.
boom--
He closed the door.
…
Ning Qiushui and Bai Xiaoxiao had a brief chat about Zhao Er. That night, he stayed at Bai Xiaoxiao's house again. Bai Xiaoxiao drank some wine with him and prepared to transfer the special ghost weapon (the dagger engraved with gardenia) Lend it to Ning Qiushui.
Normal ghost weapons cannot be given away. If its owner dies, the ghost weapon will also lose its corresponding effect.
Except for this dagger.
It is related to the puzzle pieces. Even though Gardenia has disappeared or is even suspected of being dead, Bai Xiaoxiao can still use this ghost weapon.
Moreover, the number of times this ghost weapon can be used is limited to more than three times.
Something that Mang can give to his lover as a token is certainly not ordinary.
Bai Xiaoxiao didn't fully understand some of its effects. Gardenia didn't tell her. Bai Xiaoxiao only knew that this dagger was very strong. All the evil spirits she had ever encountered would be afraid of her dagger.
However, Ning Qiushui rejected Bai Xiaoxiao.
He chose to take the cigarettes given to him by San Xiaozhi.
There is one stick left in it.
He had used the second one in the filthy soil.
The next morning, Ning Qiushui said goodbye to Bai Xiaoxiao and drove directly to Xiangchun Mental Sanatorium.
He didn't tell anyone except Bai Xiaoxiao about entering the eighth door.
Just as Ning Qiushui said, he had already been prepared to say goodbye to the people around him at any time.
Arriving under the building where Zhao Er was, he sent a message to Zhao Er.
The latter quickly replied to him.
"Come right up, I'll wait for you outside the elevator."
Ning Qiushui went upstairs.
This time nothing strange happened.
After the elevator door opened, Zhao Er's pale face came into view.
He smiled slightly, and Ning Qiushui felt goosebumps on her body.
"When you come, they hide. They seem to be afraid of you..."
Zhao Er led Ning Qiushui towards 614.
"It's not even scary."
"It's just that they quite listen to me."
Ning Qiushui:
"So, it's your intention to kill those who come to you?"
Zhao Er said indifferently:
"I have no interest in them."
"Whether they live or die is none of my business."
"This may not be a kind of 'screening'... at least, the person standing in front of me now is not a boring person."
filter.
This was not the first time that Ning Qiushui heard this word from the other party's mouth.
"This world is always sifting, so I keep choosing, but what will I choose in the end?"
There was a hint of deep meaning in Ning Qiushui's tone.
Zhao Er smiled and said:
"The 'most suitable' person will be selected."
As the two of them talked, they entered room 614. Zhao Er poured another glass of cold boiled water for Ning Qiushui, and also poured a glass for himself.
"The time is almost up, would you like another glass of water?"
Zhao Er took the water cup and handed it to Ning Qiushui.
Ning Qiushui took the water glass, stared at Liang Baikai inside and asked:
"Does this water have any special effects?"
Zhao Er:
"That's not true. I'm just worried that you might be nervous."
Ning Qiushui laughed, raised her head and drank the water in one gulp.
"It's the first time I enter the eighth blood gate without any preparation and the blood gate reminder. It's hard not to be nervous."
"What about you, are you nervous?"
Zhao Er also drank all the water in the cup, and the smile on his face became weirder and weirder.
"Nervous...very nervous every time."
"Let's go in. If there is a chance, we can talk more."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Qiushui was still stunned in place when she felt a strange change in the room.
Countless black blood vessels spread out from the wall, and the blood of unknown creatures squirmed inside, and the door of 614 also began to ooze red blood...
One drop, two drops... finally turned into two lines, sticky and sliding to the ground, dyeing the whole door red!
Ning Qiushui felt the world spinning and was unsteady on his feet. Just when he was about to squat down, Zhao Er grabbed him by the collar and roughly dragged him to the red blood gate!
At this time, Ning Qiushui saw a scene that made his scalp numb——
Zhao Er stretched out a pale hand towards the blood door and slowly pushed the blood door open. Through the crack in the door, he saw what was behind the blood door... There were more than a dozen overlapping scenes, and each scene was similar. It's a familiar dark room.
Inside... there were people standing one after another with solemn expressions!
PS: I went to watch the game today and was very tired.
But I promised that Part 3 will be finished, even if it’s very late, so you can go to bed first after reading this.
