Almighty Game System

Le Xuan erected the iron pipe, squinted one eye and looked in, and he could indeed see a small irregular shape in the middle of the iron pipe, which should be the key.

Shaking it vigorously for a few times, I could hear the slight knocking sound of the key in the bracket, but it couldn't fall out. Le Xuan couldn't help but waved the bracket in anger and smashed it, but the key was still firmly stuck in the original place. move.

"Spicy your mother, who put it so tight." Le Xuan frowned and sat on the ground trying to break the bracket from the middle, but the facts showed that he was thinking a little too much.After pondering for a long time, Le Xuan's eyes fell on the candle that he didn't know what to use for.

Le Xuan inserted the candle into the holder, and the candle slid down the holder perfectly. The key was knocked to the ground by the candle and made a jingling sound, while the candle replaced the key and was firmly stuck in the holder.

"The person who designed this escape room must have had a miserable childhood. Maybe he was locked up in a small dark room by his parents!" Le Xuan complained while picking up the key and inserting it into the lock on the iron door. The door lock clicked lightly, and the iron door was pushed open by Le Xuan with a tooth-piercing creaking sound.

"It's finally out, freedom is so beautiful." Le Xuan stretched his waist, and said a little proudly.

The light in the corridor was very dim, but it was already bright compared to the cell. Although it didn't affect Le Xuan's sight much, it brought some psychological comfort.

Le Xuan took a glance in the corridor, and saw that there was an upward step at the end of the corridor not far away, but there was a rusty iron door on the top of a dozen steps, and there was a round turntable on the door, similar to The anti-theft door of the bank vault seen in the movie.On both sides of the corridor are six tightly closed iron doors. These iron doors are exactly the same as the iron doors that Le Xuan opened just now.

"Are you going to open the door from the outside this time?" Le Xuan tried to insert the key into the iron door of the next cell, but it didn't open without accident. Looking through the small window on the iron door, there was no one in the cell. But the decoration is generally the same as the cell where Le Xuan is.

After trying all six doors, Le Xuan accidentally opened the iron door of another cell. In order to prevent being locked in the cell, before pushing the door open, Le Xuan tried his best to knock down a fist-sized piece from the side wall. The brick was caught between the cracks of the door, and then he walked into the cell cautiously.

The furnishings in the cell are still exactly the same, even the sheets on the bed are the same as the one that was torn by Le Xuan. On the same position beside the bed, Le Xuan also found several sets of scratches, which are different from those scratches seen before. The location hardly changed. If Le Xuan hadn't just torn down the cabinet in his cell and tore up the sheets, he might think he had traveled to another parallel time and space.

"These scratches don't look like recording time." When Le Xuan knelt on the bed to study the scratches, he said nonsense: "Generally, if recording time, it should be a straight mark."

"Then what is this? Could it be that he dreamed about it while he was sleeping?" Le Xuan sat up straight, slightly out of breath. Not long ago, he even needed help when walking. After several hours of tossing, Le Xuan felt his body no longer Once hollowed out.

"Gossip." Nonsense: "I think it looks like a sign of gossip. I counted it. There are four groups of scratches in the cell just now and this cell. There are exactly eight groups together. According to the corresponding directions, you can Form the corresponding eight hexagrams, judging from the orientation, the six doors in the corridor should correspond to the six orientations, and the door on the steps is the seventh orientation."

"What about Ba?" The nonsense was so general that it sounded like a bible to Le Xuan.

"The eighth should be yourself." Talking nonsense for a moment, a little uncertain: "Either there is a hidden door, if this is the case, then this hidden door is the key to leaving."

"Just tell me what I should do." Le Xuan said impatiently, "This place is too depressing, and it's easy to get depressed if you stay for a long time."

Whether it's the cell or the corridor, the roof is only less than one meter higher than Le Xuan, creating a sense of oppression invisibly, that is, Le Xuan doesn't care much if he is heartless. It will definitely be inexplicably irritable, and it will be even more difficult to find clues. For example, Feng Chan, who is in another secret room that is exactly the same, is still squatting in front of the toilet thinking whether to pour out the contents to take a look.

"Go to the cell just now, record the location of the scratches before you come back," Zaba ordered.

Le Xuan immediately ran to the previous cell in a hurry, and carefully drew on a larger piece of cloth with a spring according to the position and shape of the scratches.

After returning to another cell, Le Xuan spread cloth strips on top of the scratches on the wall, struggling, "It looks like a random drawing."

"No, this is gossip." Nonsense said: "Look, these scratches are combined to form eight groups of hexagrams. If they correspond to the directions, you should be able to find the eighth hidden door."

"I suddenly feel that you shouldn't be called nonsense." Le Xuan praised: "But I'm used to it, so let it be."

"After I condense the entity, I will teach you what nonsense is." Nonsense said disdainfully.

On the screen, everyone watched Le Xuan squatting on the ground and didn't know what was written on the ground. An old man who was over sixty years old and wearing a gray double-breasted cloth jacket walked up to Xia Tian and said: "It seems that the final puzzle has been discovered. I don't know how long it will take for this young man to unravel the old man's gossip formation."

"It shouldn't take long." Xia Tian inexplicably developed a bit of confidence in Le Xuan, and said: "This is just the simplest azimuth array, and it shouldn't be difficult for someone who knows a little bit of Zhou Yi to solve it, but I didn't expect this guy to even Zhou Yi has been dabbled in, and I am more and more optimistic about him."

"Young Master Xia doesn't know something. Two days ago, Brother Le made clear the situation of flooding Jinshan in my manor. Naturally, the mere gossip and azimuth array map is nothing to worry about." Lu Xiaodao looked at Jin Jianjun quite proudly. At this time, Feng Chan had just focused on the metal frame of the bed, and he was already far behind Le Xuan.

"It's still unknown who will win the battle." Jin Jianjun knew that the battle ax in the first round would be lost, but based on his understanding of the prince, he had full confidence in regaining the disadvantage in the fighting round. As for the third round, Jin Jianjun didn't think he would will lose.

"Look at it." Lu Xiaodao sneered.

In the prison cell, the ground in front of Le Xuan has already been painted with horizontal bars of different lengths. In the shape of this magic stick, if you add a white banner and write it on the iron mouth, you can poke your eyes and go to the underside of the bridge to tell someone's fortune.

"The eighth door has been found!" Half an hour later, the bullshit let out a sigh of relief.