Yichu River sighed leisurely.

He knew that this so-called moon-eye talent seemed to be able to see the past and future through the moonlight, which seemed to be very powerful, but it was actually quite pitiful.

Let's just say that he just wasted his great effort and saw the scene.

Really, does it mean anything?

Those three pigs don't need to be looked at, and they are already certain to die.

And the shadow that killed them was extremely vague, and there were no specific clues at all.

"It's too random, it's just a gamble. ”

Chu He closed the window and began to gather his thoughts.

"The general outline of this copy is a little clearer. A demon inn, a group of chaotic demons, devouring each other, and finally staying at the end of the one, gaining all the power and becoming an even more powerful demon. This is very mad in the moral code of man. But in the rules of demons, it is taken for granted. Natural selection, the law of the jungle, this is the foundation of their survival. It's just that the original simple hunting of each other has become another more 'civilized' way of voting. ”

"The previous monk was able to retain the cultivation that had been promoted in the copy after leaving the dungeon, presumably because the characteristics of this dungeon instilled into his body the cultivation of those who entered with him. ”

Thinking of this, Chu He shook his head with some regret.

If that's all there is to it, the value of this copy will undoubtedly be greatly reduced.

But it is not necessarily, assuming that it is really just like this, then why do the five forces that have known some of the truth for a long time still attach so much importance to it?

"Moreover, voting for the staple food of dinner is too random, why does Zhang Qixian have the confidence to summon me and fight me in this dungeon?"

But this also just shows that there is a deeper implication in this copy, and it is not just that. ”

Thinking of this, Chu He's thoughts moved, and he turned into a rabbit spirit that was the most common in the Demon Inn.

Nine turns of Xuangong, varied.

Changing a variety of different images and even materials can only be regarded as a relatively basic ability.

With Chu He's current level of cultivation, he can only change within the scope of living things, and if he wants to become a dead thing like a plant or even a stone or a building, he needs to practice further.

If Chu He can be turned into stone, then some of the threats that have been exposed by this copy are already a joke in Chu He's eyes.

Walking in the dim corridor, the candle flame flickered, and the short figure of the rabbit that turned Chu He into was also slender.

The hallway is long, with dozens of rooms.

At the end of the corridor was a tall red wooden door, with a terrifying old face protruding from the wooden door, as if someone had embedded his whole face in an extremely frightened state.

When Chu He walked over, the old face on the wooden door let out a 'heh··· Heh··· Heh's voice was like an old man's neck, trying to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

Chu He stood at the door and didn't pay much attention to it, but turned around, ignored the folding door, and turned his head to walk in the other direction.

"Stop, little bunny!" said the door, with difficulty.

Chu He turned his head and looked at the door.

I saw the old face on the wooden door twist the pattern on his face, and then said to Chu Hedao: "Little rabbit, find something to come and pick my nose!

Chu He looked around, took out a candle from the wall, blew out the candle flame, and then stepped forward and smashed it directly into the nose of the old face on the wooden door.

After stirring vigorously a few times, the old face suddenly showed an extremely comfortable expression.

This made Chu He suddenly think of the answer to a special question: picking his nose, whether it is the fingers or the nostrils are cool.

"Ahhh Ahh Chu He's feet slipped and he hurriedly dodged.

I saw a musty black slime squirting out of the nose of the old face on the wooden door, with a strong foul smell.

"Thank you! Thank you! It's been a long time since I've felt this comfortable. Little rabbit, you're not an inn buddy!," the old face on the wooden door said with sudden certainty.

Chu He was not surprised to be seen through, he turned into the image of a rabbit, more to hide his current image.

But when it comes to the rules, Chu He still has to ask: "How do you know?"

The old face on the wooden door said: "My lump of boogers has been blocked here for hundreds of years." Every day I would call those little bunnies to come and dial them for me. But they didn't pay any attention to me. ”

Chu He didn't ask next, who are you? Why are you here? Why do those rabbit spirits ignore you and others, these questions.

Instead, he asked, "There are so many guests here, is there no other youkai willing to help you?"

The old face on the wooden door suddenly showed a strange expression: "Don't you see? I remember, every room should have a word written on the wall... Never go out of the room before the bell rings. ”

Chu He was shocked when he heard this.

There was indeed no such thing in his room.

Either the old face on this wooden door is lying, or it's... The room he was brought in was a special room.

"If what the old face on this wooden door said is true, then am I the only one who has encountered the situation, or is it the same for all the participants of the dungeon?" Chu He had more doubts in his heart.

Even if there is a warning on the wall, I think there will always be some guys who are not afraid... Take me, for example!"

The old face on the wooden door said: "Of course there will be many such guys, but you must know that when you open the door, it leads to either the kitchen or the big forest, you will know that sometimes it is better to follow the rules." ”

"But it's strange that you're able to walk out of it. The old face on the wooden door then added, as if expecting Chu He to continue to ask.

But Chu He nodded at the old face on the wooden door, and then turned around and left.

When the information is incomplete, do not focus on listening to a person's opinion or words, otherwise it is easy to be preconceived and misled by it.

Lacking the necessary comparative references, it was difficult for Chu He to determine whether the old face on the wooden door was true or false.

Even if it was all true, in this case, his words might not be more beneficial to Chu He than some lies.

Seeing that Chu He turned around and was about to leave, the old face on the wooden door seemed to have been slashed out of context, with an expression of 'desire and dissatisfaction'.

"Hey, you don't want to know who I am?" the old face on the wooden door couldn't help but raise his voice at Chu He's back.

Chu Hetou waved his hand without looking back: "Don't worry, see you later!"

After that, Chu He really walked away.