I'm not a drama god

"Second?" Chen Ling shook her head decisively, "I don't want to see the second, I want to see your chief."

"...You still picked it?"

"I want to see the chief, and I will only talk to him." Chen Ling repeated it again.

Since Chen Ling went to great lengths to sneak into the Hongchen Base, it is natural that the higher the level of people he contacts, the better. Just like Chen Ling’s suggestion just now, for the Eighth Hall, he needs to ask his superiors for instructions, and that Lu Liang from the Third Hall Just saying yes can change his situation.

Besides, this chief can have his own place in the gray world. Chen Ling also wants to see who he is.

"Chief, you can't see me. Not only you, but also our other halls can't see you."

"why?"

"There is no reason." Yang Muquan seemed displeased with Chen Ling's arrogant attitude and reminded in a deep voice, "6 of Hearts, Chen Ling, don't forget, you are a prisoner now and have no right to be picky."

Chen Ling raised her brows slightly and said nothing. She just secretly wrote down this information about the Chief Palace.

It is reasonable to not allow himself to see the chief, but it is interesting to say that other halls cannot see him...either it means that the chief hall is extremely arrogant and withdrawn and unwilling to contact outsiders, or... it is the state of this chief Not good enough to meet other people?

Chen Ling continued to walk forward. This corridor was longer than he expected. After walking for about three minutes, he saw the first fork in the road.

This is a spacious vestibule, with corridors extending from the left and right sides. Under the huge hollow dome, several golden afterglows are projected down, as if someone has randomly sketched the outline of light with a paintbrush, turning the dim The dome is dyed with a touch of light gold, making it look particularly sacred and beautiful.

Several young people in blue robes, each carrying a drawing board behind him, seemed to be gathering together to discuss something. When they saw Yang Muquan walking towards this place, they immediately made way consciously and shouted respectfully:

"Mr. Yang."

"...How many times have I told you, am I old?"

"Yang...Hello, Teacher Yang."

Everyone looked at each other, and after awkwardly testing each other, they changed the title in an untidy manner.

Yang Muquan didn't bother to argue with them and walked forward. At the same time, the eyes of these young people naturally fell on the bright red opera robe behind them.

This opera robe is really bright and eye-catching in the world of mortals, but what is more impressive is the young and handsome face.

Everyone looked at this strange actor in surprise and whispered to each other. Even two girls blushed on their cheeks and couldn't help but look at Chen Ling a few more times.

While they were sizing up Chen Ling, Chen Ling was also sizing them up. These people are generally in their teens, exuding a faint aura of Shinto. They are probably around the first level, and the highest is no more than second level. If nothing else, they should all be owners of Qing Shinto.

Is it Ao Shinto who was specially trained by Ukisei? The next generation of successors?

Chen Ling remembered who had heard it said before that Fu Sheng Hui would regularly take some children to Qingdao Ancient Tibet for trials. If anyone sets foot on Qing Shin Dao, they will be absorbed by Fu Sheng Hui and completely cut off contact with the world, like the human world. Evaporated... Now it seems that these young people were secretly trained here.

Chen Ling noticed their curious gazes and raised a very friendly smile on her lips, as harmless as the warm sunshine in winter.

Under this smile, the young people subconsciously lowered their guard. The cheeks of several of the girls became redder and redder. They were about to say something to Chen Ling when Yang Muquan frowned.

"Don't approach him, he is the Six of Hearts from the Twilight Society!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces were instantly frightened. They took a few steps back, looking at Chen Ling as if they were looking at some extremely dangerous beast.

Seeing this, Chen Ling shrugged boredly and continued to walk forward slowly.

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The Hongchen Base is completely different from the Aurora Base. There are no formidable guards or strict floor divisions. There are only Fushenghua members walking through it and apprentices in blue robes; Chen Ling cannot feel the slightest "base" from it. "The temperament here is more like a museum full of art.

After passing through the long corridors, Chen Ling encountered fewer and fewer Fushenghua members on the road, and it seemed that he had reached the depths of the Hongchen Base. He looked up and saw that on the semi-hollow dome, a huge petal had covered the gray sky.

According to Chen Ling's understanding, the world of mortals is currently hidden in that inconspicuous flower, and the base of mortals is the green leaves protecting the flowers. His current location should be close to the rhizome of the flower, at the center of the flower. Directly below, the closer you get to the flower, the closer it is to the core.

The fact was just as Chen Ling expected. After Yang Muquan took him along an unmanned corridor, a grand door seven or eight stories high appeared in front of him.

This is a gate made entirely of huge stones, with relief carvings on the surface. It is dazzling at first glance... Chen Ling stood at the door, with an inexplicable sense of oppression hanging over her shoulders. She only felt that her whole perspective was constantly looking to the surroundings. Extending is like stretching the wide angle to the extreme, making it as small as an ant.

Chen Ling frowned slightly and looked carefully at the relief gate. It seemed to have a history engraved on it, but the relief was too huge. In a hurry, Chen Ling could only see some more conspicuous and familiar elements...

Rivers, willow banks, flowers, cities; black meteors falling from the sky, huge clouds that swell like mushrooms; fiery red ruins, weeping crowds; in the center of the relief, a long-haired figure with its back to Chen Ling stands tall, almost occupying It covers one-fifth of the area of ​​the relief gate and stands tall and tall;

His (her) hands are raised to the sky, and a blooming flower blooms in the fire. At his (her) feet, countless tiny figures kneel and prostrate...

After that, Chen Ling couldn’t understand anymore;

They were some complicated and disorderly lines, intertwined with each other, and something similar to railroad tracks seemed to extend out of them. Countless figures stood on both sides of the railroad tracks, with their hands on their chests, not knowing what they were doing.

What made Chen Ling confused was that in the center of the relief door, there was a blank picture frame hanging, like a giant lock, locking the door here.

"What is on this door is the history of Hongchen Base?" Chen Ling asked proactively.

"...This has nothing to do with you." Yang Muquan said calmly, "What you should think about now is to tell what you know as soon as possible. The Second Hall is waiting for you."

"How can I tell him if you don't open the door?"

"No need to open the door."

Yang Muquan raised his hand and pointed at the blank picture frame in the center of the relief door.

"It is the second palace."