The man in black was walking along a dark corridor with three people, but instead of leading them all the way out, he stopped in the middle of the corridor. They couldn't see, but they could tell from the sound that the man had opened a hidden door in the darkness.
The man walked towards the left side of the corridor. There was still no light, and by the sound of his footsteps, there should be a corridor behind the door.
Lianwu followed the man and walked over.
Suddenly, she lost her footing and before she could stand steady, she fell down and threw herself on the man's back.
Hearing the disordered sound, Gu You shouted, "Lian Wu, what's wrong?"
The remnant soul smiled and said, "Sorry, Lian Wu, I forgot to warn you to be careful of the steps down. I heard that from the footsteps of that person. You can't see it? Is it dark in this corridor?"
Lian Wu steadied herself and carefully walked down the steps. He heard the man in black breathing rather rapidly, and he knew that the man was trying to hold back his laughter. He didn't want to argue with the man and said, "Yes, it's very dark here and we can't see anything. Remnant Soul, you have good hearing."
The soul says: "Thank you... Be careful, the steps are gone soon, and there are two steps to return to the flat ground."
Hearing the hint from the remnant spirit, Lianwu slowed down his steps and carefully descended with his hands on the cold stone walls on both sides.
The black-clad man finally chuckled. He laughed and said, "Everyone I've taken before has almost lost their way down the steps just now. But you should thank me. If I had walked a little faster just now, you wouldn't have been blocked by me when you fell forward, but you would have fallen very hard."
The man, who didn't speak at first, now says so much. It seems he's deliberately being cold in front of strangers. He said in his heart, "Don't be smug. One day you'll be in my hands. Hehe." The next two insidious laughs, but not in his heart, Lian Wu deliberately laughed out loud.
"What are you laughing at?" The man asked.
"No... Not laughing at anything. I felt quite lucky to have fallen on you just now, so I laughed, laughing happily and contentedly." In her mind, she began to plan her revenge.
After walking a long distance, the echoes of footsteps should have reached the end of the corridor.
The man pushed open a door and finally saw the light. Lienwu greedily opened his eyes wide to feel the beauty of the light, feeling that he was almost driven crazy in the darkness.
There was also a corridor inside the door, but the walls of the corridor were illuminated by ancient palace lanterns. This corridor is much wider than the previous one, about five meters. There are many doors on the walls on both sides of the corridor, lined up deeper.
"The secret underground palace." Gu You thought.
The man continued walking a short distance with the three of them and stopped in front of a classical wooden door. The man opened the door with a key, pushed it open, and handed each of the three a key, saying, "This is your room. There is also a lounge and a practice room in this basement, but I don't have much time to show you around today. So you stay here first and get to know the structure yourself."
"Want to escape." "Lian Wuxin said.
"Since you have joined this organization, you must follow the rules here. Do not go out at will, do not tell anyone you belong to this organization, do not...
"Got it, we got it." Lian Wu asked the man to stop and said, "We know the rules here, that is, nothing else can be done except what can be done, right?"
Gu You and the remnant Soul lowered their heads and held back their laughter.
The man thought for a moment and felt that he didn't seem to be wrong.
Lianwu stretched out his right hand and said amicably, "Thank you for showing us the way and introducing us in detail. May I ask what your name is? Let's be friends."
The man looked at Lianwu's outstretched hand, but did not shake hands with him. He said haughtily, "Here, friends are not needed. My name is Split Soul."
Lianwu awkwardly withdrew his hand and turned his head to Gu You and the remnant soul, saying, "His name is Liehun, do you hear me? TSK TSK, listen, Liehun, this name is given... TSK TSK." Kenbu began his revenge.
Split Soul's face changed and he said, "So, what are your names?"
Lianwu pulled Gu You and the remnant soul into the room and, before closing the door hard, threw out, "No comment."
The room was still furnished in an antique style, with a main hall, three bedrooms and a bathroom. The walls and all the furniture are carved with fine patterns, and the soft light from the old palace lanterns illuminates the room.
Gu You led the spirit to a chair, and the spirit sat down and stroked the ancient patterns on the chair with both hands. He said, "This chair is very special. It has so many patterns."
Lianwu pulled a chair to his side and sat on it carelessly, saying, "Everything here is made in imitation of the era of the Dila Dynasty. It looks so old that it loses its teeth."
"Really? That would be perfect for Gu You, a lover of history and archaeology."
Gu You said to Lian Wu, "You offended someone on our first day here. Will he cause us some trouble in the future?"
Lianwu waved his hand and said, "No, I know such people. He has a bad heart, but not to the extent of it. It's just a little prank, not a decent one."
Gu You nodded, feeling that Lian Wu was talking about himself.
The remnant thought for a moment and said, "Don't you find it strange that it's so easy for us to join this organization today? Why did Sir Perrow let us in without asking what we knew?"
"It's very strange." Gu You said.
Lianwu stood up, walked to another chair and sat down, then put his feet on the armrest of the chair. He said, "Though strange, isn't it exactly to our liking? At least here we can avoid being hunted down by the Dark Knights and the Dead warriors. Those guys are really ruthless. I still feel a headache at the back of my head when I talk about it now."
In Sir Pero's hall.
The Split Soul stood outside the gauze curtain and said respectfully, "Sir, what about the three new arrivals?"
"Which three men?" The Sir Rubbed his temples and asked.
"The three new arrivals today, the church is looking for. I've sent them to the backup accommodation area, but I don't know how to arrange it. So, I came to ask you."
"Oh, those three people." The Sir Nodded. "A man is forgetful when he gets old. If you come across someone in the church... No, it should be Miss Prison Slave. If you run into her, take me to ask when these three people will be taken away."
The split soul asked again, "Are we going to arrange any empty errands for those three people now? I'm afraid they'll be suspicious."
"Yes, you think very well. Then just give them a job casually. It would be better if it were a job of no use, so that I could think it over..." After rubbing his temples, the Sir Began to hammer his legs again, "or let them study the poems of Ajel, and tell them that there is a treasure map in the poems."
The Split Soul laughed. It was indeed an empty job that could drive the three men crazy.
In the underground room, the three of them sat together chatting.
As the remnant spoke, his hand naturally placed on his chest, and suddenly his face turned pale. Gu You asked nervously, "What happened?"
The remnant did not answer. He fumbled a few times in the pocket on his chest inside his robe, but found nothing.
"Have you lost something?" Gu You asked.
"Yes... No... No, nothing was lost. I need to go out for a moment." The remnant rose to its feet and groped towards the door.
Lian Wu also stood up and said, "Is there anything you can't tell us? If it's convenient, tell us and we can help you. If something is lost, we can help you look for it."
"Look, where to look?" "Said the remnant soul. Having traveled so many places, who knows where things have fallen? But he didn't want to lose that thing. It was too important to him. Even though he knew the chances were slim, he wanted to try to get it back. But he didn't want his two friends to go with him. It was too dangerous outside.
The door was opened from the outside, and the split soul entered the room. He looked at the remnant and said, "Are you ready to go out? Didn't you say you couldn't go out at will? Go back. I have tasks to arrange."
The lingering soul said anxiously, "I'll just stand here. You arrange it."
The split Soul noticed that the eyes of the Remnant had been fixed in one place all the time, raised his hand and waved it before the remnant's eyes. Lian Wu came over somewhat unhappily and said, "Take your hand away. Though he can't see with his eyes, his mind can see farther than yours. And his mind is many times better than yours."
Split Soul smiles and does not contend with Lian Wu. He said, "Since you have joined this organization, I'll assign your first task first. The task given to you by the Sir Is to find a treasure map from the collection of poems by Yazel."
"How to find it?" "Asked Lian Wu.
The split Soul replied crossly, "Nonsense! If you knew how to find the jazz, why would you give the task to you? Find the hidden codes in the poems of Ajel, those codes are a treasure map of words."
"Nonsense." Lian Wu retorted, "Of course it's the word code. Could it be that the poetry collection directly draws a map for you to look for?"
Split Soul was no match for Lian Wu.
Lianwu spread out his hand and stretched it out.
"What?" "Split Soul asks.
"Nonsense, of course it's the poetry collection. How to find a collection without it? Not to mention the treasure map, we can't even find the words written in the poetry collection."
It was only then that the soul remembered that there was no collection of Agell's poems in the chamber of commerce, and that the jazz seemed to have made up a task, not knowing if there were any such books available on the market. He had no choice but to shift the task to the three of them, saying, "You yourselves go out and buy. Only one person can go."
"Let all three of us go and we can discuss it."
"As you please, go and come back quickly."
Lianwu did not reply and reached out his hand again.
"And what?"
"What and what? Of course it's money. This is official business. Do we have to pay for our own supplies for official business?" "Lian Wu shouted, trying to overwhelm the soul with his voice as well.
He refused to give it to him, thinking that this was just an empty job to begin with. Why should he receive public funds? He said, "I'll pay for it myself first, and I'll reimburse it with the invoice later."
"I would like to cover it too, but I have no money. How could I have come here to look for a job if I had money?"
Split Soul felt that he was in a situation where he called out to the heavens and the earth and got no response. After all, Lianwu is his subordinate, but he is being manipulated by his subordinate to give in to everything. As he took out the money and handed it to Lianwu's palm, he prayed that the people of the church would come quickly and take away these annoying fellows. After giving the money, he ran out like a runaway soul.
Lian Wu twisted a few bends and said, "Fight me?" You're still young." Then, as if wronged, he turned back and complained to Gu You, "Why do you think that man is so fierce? You can't treat your subordinates as if they were sinners. His name is somehow related to the spirit, but why is there such a big gap between them?"
Gu You pursed his lips and said no.
The three of them walked out of the chamber, still covering their heads with hoods.
When they found a bookstore and reached the door, the spirit suddenly stopped and said, "You go in. I'll wait for you outside for a while. I've been suffocated underground and I want to stand outside for a few more breaths."
Gu You nodded and said, "Be careful."
"Thank you. I will."
Gu You and Lian Wu walked into the small bookstore. Gu You asked the old man in the counter at the door, "Excuse me, are there any poems of Yazheer for sale?"
The old man pushed his reading glasses, looked at the two young men as if they were monsters, and said slowly, "Yes, but I have to look carefully."
The old man staggered to the innermost row of bookshelves in the bookstore and crouched down with some difficulty. Seeing the old man's difficulty in moving, Lianwu said, "Old man, tell me where it is and I'll help you find it."
"Young man, I'll do it myself. To sell the old book that has been piled up in my store for decades, I would be willing to wear out my old bones." The old man said, rummaging through the bottom layer of the dusty bookshelf.
"Decades? It's been less than a year since the city was built." "Lian Wu said.
The old man said, "When I was in the forest, I opened a bookstore at the age of twenty. At first, I bought two copies of the Yazhel collection, and it took me nearly fifty years to sell one. And the man who bought the book was a neighbor in the forest who had been diagnosed by doctors as having mild schizophrenia before he bought it."
Lianwu stuck out his tongue.
Gu You asked the old man, "Why is this book so hard to sell?"
"Yazell's poetry collection was a bestseller during the Dilla Dynasty, but I'm sure no one who bought the book has ever finished reading it. Because it's called poetry, but it's full of crazy talk. Later, when the dynasty of Dira fell, the book of Azur became banned because he was said to be a madman. It was only when no one spoke of the book that it was naturally lifted from the ban. But still not many bookstores are willing to sell his books."
"Crazy?" Gu You didn't understand.
"Yes, he's a madman." The old man brushed the dust off his hand, moved to another spot and continued rummaging, "He was not yet thirty, yet he committed suicide for a woman. And he burned many of his original poems before his death, so now there is only one poetry collection left."
One, that's quite a lot.
"What else?" Gu You felt that those alone were not enough to consider Yazeer crazy.
"Isn't that enough? Then I'll tell you a bit more. In his own poems, Yazel says that he himself is God and can bring all people back to the world that belongs to us. But his poems are more of nonsense that is hard to understand. Thank goodness, few people believed his words."
Gu You fell silent. He did not know if Yajel was really crazy, but he could imagine that Yajel was lonely.
"Young man, are you sure you want to buy that book?" The old man asked.
"Yes, old man, we need that book." Gu You replied.
The old man, holding a thick hardcover book in both hands, slowly stood up. "I hope your mind is clear," he said. Having said that, he blew a breath into the book. The dust that had piled up on the book cover was blown up and flew around, causing the two young men to cough non-stop.
The old man handed the book to Gu You and said, "It seems you like this book very much. I'll sell it to you for five yuan."
Gu You took the book and flipped through it a few times. To his surprise, most of the thick pages were blank, with less than twenty pages written. "Excuse me, why are there so many blank pages between every two poems? Is it a print problem?"
The old man didn't even look and said, "There's nothing wrong. By the way, Yazel burned a lot of his own poems, and after being sorted out, only these seventeen remain. But if it were just seventeen poems, they wouldn't have been able to be printed."
Lian Wu also flipped through the poetry collection a few times and said, "You mean, white paper... No, these papers have turned yellow. Are you saying that these papers are also sold at book prices?"
"Elsewhere this is blank paper, but not here. Here is Yazel's poetry collection - listen, poetry collection, how sacred, how literary."
Gu You said, "But..." What do we need these blank papers for?"
The old man was a little afraid that the business he had obtained would be lost again, let alone this book which had been on sale for decades but still couldn't be sold. He said, "I can give you one dollar less. That's the lowest price." As for these blank pages, you can use them to take notes, or to make drafts, or to draw pictures, or..."
"Or tear it off and use it as straw paper." Lianwu added.
All the people in the bookstore looked in that direction. The old man stared at Lian Wu, his face bluish.
Gu You hurriedly stuffed four blue magic crystals into the old man's hand and pulled Lianwu out of the bookstore as if fleeing.
Shortly after Gu You and Lian Wu entered the bookstore, the remnant soul released Duoduo, looked into the store, and said to Duoduo, "Let's leave now and look for what's lost."
Duoduo nodded and flew up.
"Friends, forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye. That thing is really too important to me." Saying this in a low voice, the remnant followed Dodo's direction to the south side of the street.
Not long after, a little girl, only as tall as the soul's waist, came running crying and grabbed his robe.
The remnant lowered his head and frowned. He asked, "Little one, don't cry. Tell me, what's wrong?"
The girl sobbed, her voice broken: "Sister... Sister's feet... Broken... Ask for... Please... Help me, sister... "Sister..."
"Really? Where is sister? Take me to her." The furrowed brows of the remnant soul.
The spirit stretched out his hand, and the little girl put her hand in his palm and led him into a small alley by the street. As she walked, the girl told her sister how she had accidentally stepped on a stone and fallen down. Although the child's language was not very fluent, it still stirred up the emotions of the lingering soul.
"Lovely girl, I need to help her." The remnant told itself.
They had gone a long way, and the sounds around them could tell they had gone deep into the alley. The little girl's tender hand slipped out from the palm of the remnant soul's hand, ran forward a few steps, and said, "Brother, we're here."
"Are you here?" The heart of the remnant was pounding uneasily. Here he could not hear the breath of anyone else.
All of a sudden, several people's breathing sounds emerged. The sounds were all rapid, presumably holding one's breath just now. The spirit instinctively took a step back, removed the bow from its back and asked, "Who are you?"
A voice said, "Little friend, thank you for helping us make this game." Come on, this candy is yours. Take it and go home quickly."
"Thanks, brother." After saying that, the girl ran further into the alley.
"Who on earth are you?" The remnant held the bow firmly, and a beam of fiery red arrows was directed in the direction of a breathing sound.
The opponent was so nimble as to avoid it that the arrow left a hole in the wall. The blade of the Cross Slash bounced out.
"It turns out to be the Undead Warrior." The remnant appeared relaxed, but knew in his heart that he couldn't escape.
One of the undead warriors went up to the wall, looked at the wound on the wall, and said to the other warriors, "Come and see, isn't this wound similar to the one on the Red Robe bishop?"
"I don't know what you're talking about. I didn't kill your Red-robed bishop."
The Undead warrior put his index finger to his lips and shushed. He said, "Be quiet. We certainly know that the Red Robe Bishop wasn't killed by you, and we're not pursuing you because we suspect you're an assassin. Only, our master suddenly said that he needed a real culprit. Just then we're going to hunt you down, and your attack pattern is very similar to that of the real killer. So..." He did not go on, but waved his hand.
The seven undead warriors surrounding the remnant suddenly moved forward at the same time, and before the Remnant could shoot the rocket, it was seized by the warriors. A fist hit him on the back of the head, and he went limp and fainted.