Tiandi Baiju

Zhou Luoyang turned his body slightly, leaning his back against the passage wall, and looked up at Du Jing, who was slowly walking towards the darkness.

Xiao Wu took the flashlight and shone in Du Jing's direction.

"How about me first?" Lu Zhongyu said suddenly.

Du Jing replied: "Me first, don't look at me, keep the beat."

Zhou Luoyang heaved a sigh of relief, feeling extremely nervous at this moment, and began to sing in a low voice according to the staff on the notebook.

"Alaclaire fontaine..."

With a bang, a guillotine popped out from the side of the passage, brushed against Du Jing's head, and brought a gust of wind.Du Jing stopped, only listening to Zhou Luoyang's deep voice singing again in the darkness: "M'enallant promener."

In the entire passage, the organs were triggered one after another, and the way out was blocked one after another.Du Jing moved forward, stopped, moved forward, stopped, with sweat on his forehead, in this claustrophobic space, everyone dared not even take a breath, and stared at Du Jing's progress.

The only sounds were Zhou Luoyang's trembling voice, and Xiao Wu's trembling, pale flashlight.

It was a sad French folk song, meaning "clear spring". Zhou Luoyang didn't know many French words, so he could only sing indiscriminately according to the English pronunciation rules. As long as the beat was hit, there would be no mistakes.This song was soothing and low-pitched. As Du Jing left him bit by bit and entered the eternal darkness, Zhou Luoyang suddenly had a hallucination - he had entered the end of time, another world on the other side of the river.

He turned a page, stopped, and finished singing.

All guillotines fired from the passage were retracted.

"It's over." Du Jing's voice came from far away.

Zhou Luoyang took a deep breath, heaved a sigh of relief, lay down in the passage, and said, "Who is next?"

No one spoke, Du Jing said from a distance: "The next one is you."

Zhou Luoyang: "..."

"Follow my movements," Du Jing said again, "If I say stop, you stop. If I say move forward, you move forward. Do you believe me?"

Zhou Luoyang replied, "Come on."

Zhou Luoyang didn't doubt Du Jing, he only listened once to see if he could remember the beat, anyway, they had no other way.Let other people beat the time with a notebook, the chance of making mistakes is greater than that of Du Jing.

"Go forward." Du Jing said.

At this moment, Zhou Luoyang had already handed over his life to Du Jing. He was climbing in the passage, while Du Jing sat horizontally in the passage, with one leg bent sideways and a slight bow. In the passage, the body bent up, blocking the way forward.

With one hand on his lap, he casually played with the watch that he took off from his wrist, raised his eyes to Zhou Luoyang, and said calmly: "Go forward, stop. Stop for a while, go in."

There was only the sound of Zhou Luoyang's breathing in the passage, he looked up at Du Jing, Du Jing's lips moved slightly, and said:

"Don't be distracted, we're almost there, go ahead."

Zhou Luoyang didn't know what kind of stimulation Du Jing would suffer if he was decapitated in this passage, but he had no time to think about it. The short twenty meters seemed to have traveled for a century until he came to Du Jing .

Du Jing raised his hand, gently placed it on his forehead, and said seriously: "You have passed death."

Zhou Luoyang crawled towards him, and in the last glimmer of light from the flashlight behind him, he saw the corner of Du Jing's mouth curl up in a small arc.

The next moment, he hugged Du Jing tightly, and the two of them huddled in such a narrow passage.

Du Jing freed his hand and patted him on the back slightly, without saying a word, he put the Eye of Vercetti on his hand.

At that moment, Zhou Luoyang made a decision.

He didn't want to go on like this anymore, this was the first time for him to face his own life and death so closely. In the past, countless dangers happened only in an instant, so fast that he didn't realize the process.

Only on this day, he and Du Jing's life depended on each other, which made him think too much.

If there was one person in this world whom he would pursue even if he crossed death, it would be Du Jing.

"It's okay." Du Jing said calmly, "Next."

"I leave it to you," Lu Zhongyu said, "I'll come first."

"What should he do?" Kun asked again, signaling to Ruan Song, who obviously couldn't move anymore.

"I hugged him." Lu Zhongyu said.

Lu Zhongyu took off his coat and tied Ruan Song to his body. Zhou Luoyang looked around and opened the black leather book. The previous tension had not completely subsided, making his fingers tremble.

Du Jing put his arms around him, opened the book, and slid his fingers along the staff.

"Start." Du Jing said.

Zhou Luoyang sang in the dark. Lu Zhongyu, carrying the weight of two people on his back, struggled to climb over from the traps. His physical strength was quite strong, and with the help of Zhou Luoyang and Du Jing, he left the trap area.

Du Jing and Zhou Luoyang moved back, looking at the blood oozing from Ruan Song on the ground, Zhou Luoyang said, "Next."

He felt that he would never forget this song for the rest of his life, and maybe when he went back, he would still have nightmares about all this in the quiet night.

De'an, Kun, and finally Xiao Wu left the organ area one by one, unscathed.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, only 20 meters away, but exhausted all their strength.

"Is there any more in front?" Xiao Wu said.

"It should be gone." Kun took the searchlight and shook it forward. In the distance, a little light came from the exit of the ventilation duct.

"Give me some water." Zhou Luoyang said.

Everyone finished drinking the water in the ventilation pipe. Du Jing remained silent, holding Zhou Luoyang's hand. Zhou Luoyang pushed him and said, "Go, go to an open place to rest."

Zhou Luoyang glanced at the watch Du Jing handed him: it's eleven o'clock.

This time it was Xiao Wu who took the lead, and everyone had lingering fears about their narrow escape, and they didn't want to think about that deadly tunnel again.Xiao Wu kicked open the grille of the vent, and his eyes instantly brightened.

This is an area that is almost indistinguishable from the Vishnu Temple, the only difference is that away from the vent, it is a platform that is fixed in the air and less than [-] square meters.

There is another symmetrical platform on the opposite side, almost 30 meters away from them.

Diagonally opposite the two platforms is the third platform with an altar. In front of the altar is a stone statue of Shiva sitting upright with six arms.The stone statue of Shiva is ten meters high, with six hands stretching out to the center of the altar, and its arms are like several necks of many-headed sea snakes.

"I have to find a way to go to the opposite platform." De'an said while pressing the headset.

They put away the searchlights, and the shrine was brightly lit from the brazier behind Shiva.

The rulers seem to have lost their voices collectively in the passage. The ventilation pipes and organs are the most successful links designed by Honghou.Even if they knew it in advance, the player would not be able to cheat when passing through the pipeline. If they were not careful, blood would be splashed on the spot, and they would be completely out of the game due to death.

Every ruler can only watch the players he bets go through the test of life and death in a narrow escape.

Until then, everyone slowly recovered.

"Go to the altar and have a look." Zhou Luoyang's ruler said.

There is a suspension bridge on the starting platform, which can reach the altar of Shiva, but there is no other suspension bridge on the altar, which leads to the arrival platform.

The three areas are all suspended, with a distance of about 30 meters between them.

After Zhou Luoyang passed through the vent, he almost didn't want to leave Du Jing for a moment, and followed Du Jing anytime.Du Jing seemed to feel it and held his hand all the time.

"There should be a mechanism on this altar," Kun said, "We have to find a way to release some bridge or passage."

Everyone couldn't concentrate well, and they all needed to rest. After entering the secret room, the state of high tension had lasted for more than twelve hours.

"Let me see?" Xiao Wu said.

He walked to the altar and studied the stone bricks on the ground with De'an. The stone bricks were raised.

Xiao Wu stood up.

The stone bricks sank, and there was a loud noise in the entire temple, and De'an immediately pulled him down.

"Beware!"

As soon as Xiao Wu came down, the loud noise stopped.

"Wait," Du Jing observed, "There is a bridge on the top, do you see it?"

Everyone looked up, and Kun knelt down and pressed the stone brick, saying, "What can suppress this mechanism?"

"You have to stand on it," De'an said after studying for a moment, "someone has to step on it and put the mechanism down."

They turned their heads together and looked at Du Jing. That move might have just been to ask what Du Jing meant, but Zhou Luoyang held Du Jing's hand tightly.

At this time, Lu Zhongyu said: "Let me come, it's you every time, you two can't do everything."

After leaving the cell, Du Jing was the one who cracked the snake box, tried drinking water, and entered the ventilation ducts to open or destroy the mechanism.

"I'll come," Xiao Wu said, "you take care of the priest, first see what will happen, you should pay attention to the movement at any time, and call me if something goes wrong."

Xiao Wu threw the flashlight to Kun and stood on the stone brick in front of the altar.

"No!" Xiao Wu sternly rejected the command of the ruler in the headset this time, "It's useless for you to punish me."

Shiva's hands showed a strange width, Zhou Luoyang was about to tell him to come down, but Xiao Wu was so courageous, he looked up at Shiva.Behind them, before the starting and reaching platforms, a wooden bridge slowly descended from the ceiling.

"Is this over?" Lu Zhongyu said.

Kun said: "Go to someone, stand on the wooden bridge, and go!"

De'an said, "Let's all go!"

But as soon as Xiao Wu left the floor tiles, the wooden bridge was retracted.

"I'm standing here," Xiao Wu said, "It's almost time for me to run over, before I have time."

Visually, there are only twenty meters in front of the altar and the platform. If you sprint with all your strength, you can jump on the wooden bridge at the last moment.

Everyone passed by, and the voice of the ruler said in the headset: "Pass through as soon as possible, I suspect there is a deadly mechanism here."

When the suspension bridge was lowered, Du Jing turned around and said, "It's almost done! Don't let it go down to the bottom!"

"I know!" Xiao Wu said, "Let's go!"

Xiao Wu took a step, and at that moment, Shiva's six hands raised high screamed down from a high place at the same time!

In just one second, Xiao Wu couldn't dodge in time, and was smashed down by the giant hand of the stone statue weighing more than a thousand catties!Suddenly there was a muffled sound of flesh and blood, and the blood exploded, spraying out along the center of the altar in all directions, staining the entire altar platform red!

Kun suddenly shouted wildly, and everyone was stunned for an instant, and Zhou Luoyang's mind went blank for a while.

Du Jing reacted the fastest and shouted, "Go!"

The wooden bridge rose again, and the people who witnessed it almost went crazy, Du Jing shouted: "Let's go!"

Du Jing dragged Zhou Luoyang by the hand and dragged him onto the wooden bridge. Then it was Lu Zhongyu who came to his senses. He hugged Ruan Song and rushed onto the wooden bridge.

"Fuck!" Dean yelled, almost hysterically.

"Go!" Lu Zhongyu said, "It's too late!"

De'an and Kun finally rushed across the wooden bridge. At this moment, Zhou Luoyang trembled and turned to look in front of the altar. Du Jing immediately covered his eyes with one hand and forced him to turn his head away.

"Is he still alive?" Zhou Luoyang said, trembling.

Kun said: "He's dead! He was just... smashed to death!"

Under the power of the giant statue's punch, Xiao Wu has turned into a mass of rotten flesh. Zhou Luoyang didn't dare to look at it. Du Jing said: "No accident will happen when you stand on the mechanism. The moment of death is the moment you leave the mechanism. The six stone hands of my mother-in-law blocked the way out of the stone slab of the organ."

"What the hell are you..." Kun trembled and said, "Are you a fucking monster? At this moment, are you still thinking about the agency?"

Zhou Luoyang wanted to watch it several times, but was stopped by Du Jing.

"Go." Du Jing said.

Zhou Luoyang said, "Are you sure he's really dead? Do you want to go back and have a look?"

Du Jing said calmly: "I can't go back, I'm sure."

In Xiao Wu's pile of minced meat, blood spread along the ground and seeped into the stone bricks.

Du Jing pulled Zhou Luoyang's wrist and looked at his watch: eleven thirty.

"Very good." Hong Hou's voice said, "This is the second and last safe house."

They reached the second resting point, where there was no food or water.

Everyone was exhausted.

"You can rest here for two hours," Hong Hou said, "and charge the earphones by the way, just like in the last room. But I want to remind you..."

"Fuck you!" Kun seemed to be breaking down, yelling around the room, "I'll fuck you!"

Everyone has taken off their earphones, gasping for breath.

"The next level is the most exciting part," Hong Hou said, "No matter how many difficulties you have overcome along the way, in this level, you must remember to protect yourself."

Dean said: "I didn't know people could...have so much blood..."

De'an and Kun witnessed that scene with their own eyes, and after thirteen hours of being thirsty, sleepy, and highly tense, their spirits were finally on the verge of collapse.De'an barely sat down, panting wildly, while Kun fidgeted and moved around.

Du Jing pulled up a chair and sat down, let go of Zhou Luoyang's hand, and glanced at him.

Lu Zhongyu checked Ruan Song's injury, and he carried and carried him all the way, exhausting too much energy.

"What's the next level?" Lu Zhongyu said, "Where's the map?"

"Maybe it's the last level." Zhou Luoyang said, "The last level, if I guess correctly, must be the third main god, the highest god in Hinduism."

Shiva and Vishnu have already appeared, and Zhou Luoyang can almost confirm that the one waiting in the final stage is the supreme god who created the world, the lord of creation, Brahma.

Lu Zhongyu bowed slightly, pondered, and said, "Just like the preliminary round, I guess the last round is for us to kill each other."

"Yes." Du Jing said.

"Is there any water?" Dean said.

"No more," Zhou Luoyang replied, "It's all over."

Kun finally sat down and began to talk to himself, still in extreme tension. After all, seeing Xiao Wu's death with their own eyes was unacceptable to them.

De'an started to rummage through Kun's bag, found a few passion fruits picked in the Vishnu Temple, and squeezed them open immediately.

"I'm dying of thirst," De'an said, "I don't care, I'll eat it if I die."

Zhou Luoyang was about to stop him, but it suddenly occurred to him that maybe the passion fruit placed in the Vishnu Temple was also a supply for them, after all, not everyone would choose to go there.

Lu Zhongyu said: "Give the priest something to eat, he can't hold it anymore."

"There's a lot more," Dean said.

Kun glanced at everyone with fear in his eyes, Zhou Luoyang tried to comfort him and said, "Okay, it's okay."

De'an handed the passion fruit to Lu Zhongyu, who slapped it away with his palm and fed it to Ruan Song.

"Do you want some too?" De'an said, and handed the passion fruit to Du Jing, who said, "No."

Du Jing looked at the watch on Zhou Luoyang's wrist, it was eleven fifty-five.

Everyone was quiet for a moment, and after a short rest, Lu Zhongyu said: "Think about the last level, the scene of asking to kill each other, what should we do?"

Du Jing glanced at Zhou Luoyang.

Eleven fifty-nine minutes and fifty-nine seconds, twelve o'clock.

Back in time, Zhou Luoyang returned to the previous day for the fourth time.