take father as heaven

Sure enough, as Murong Yan expected, on the seventh day, someone came.

But Murong Yan didn't see anyone, and didn't know whether the other party was round or flat, tall or short.He opened his eyes again and still woke up from hunger, but this time what he saw was not a narrow room, nor was he tied to an iron bed unable to move.

But his current situation cannot be called good.This is an equally dark and uninhabited place. There is no end to the front and back, only a human-hungry darkness.He was leaning against the wall, and there was a dark object at his feet. With the slight vision he had trained in the dark, he could barely make out that it was a backpack.

Other than that, no other information is available.

Murong Yan's hands and feet seemed a little stiff due to being tied up for a long time. He just leaned against the wall, moved his body hard, and moved the backpack to his front. After slow joint exercises, his hands and feet slowly began to recover some.

Although it was far from his usual state, he was able to follow orders anyway.He opened the backpack, and it was full of food, and most importantly, water!This is literally a life saver!

Murong Yan hurriedly opened the water bottle, but he didn't dare to drink too much at one time. He took a sip in his mouth, waited for the water to be absorbed, and then took another sip. He drank half of the bottle in small sips, only to feel that his life was gone again. came back.

Then he cautiously covered the kettle, not daring to obey his desire, and drank the kettle frantically.

The situation in front of him was still unclear, he was trapped in a strange place, and he didn't even know the other party's intentions. Under such an unknown situation, all he could do was to make himself more favorable.

He took out a piece of dry food, chewed it slowly and ate it. The most important thing in the current situation was to restore his physical strength and combat effectiveness.Those guys brought them to this place, they should have a purpose.

It's just that they don't know how they plan to play this time. Murong Yan feels that his situation is not too optimistic. He has to calm down and analyze it. After he eats half of the dry food and feels his strength gradually returning to his body, he slowly Standing up, his body was extremely stiff, and he moved his hands and feet slowly, trying to regain his former flexibility.

He didn't dare to leave this place rashly, who knew what was hidden in the darkness and what danger was waiting for him, he had to restore himself to his best condition.

Through his continuous adjustments, various functions of the body began to slowly recover. When Murong Yan felt that he was about the same, he began to seriously check all the items in the backpack. Except for a water bottle and a few pieces of dry food, there was nothing else. up.

Unwilling to give up, he searched again, but still found nothing, not even a dagger, so it seemed that he could only rely on his fists.He slowly searched around the wall he was leaning on again, hoping to get some clues, and God paid off. He finally found something like a scratch on the wall behind him.

The scratches on it are very simple, only three horizontal lines.What does this mean?Murong Yan wouldn't take it as a coincidence, but instead took it as a reminder, but the reminder was so concise that it was almost impossible to guess.

In the end, he chose to keep it in his heart first, picked up his backpack, and tried to walk forward.Trapped in the dark for a long time, his eyes began to get used to this kind of light. Although his vision was very blurry, he couldn't see anything clearly, but the light was not enough.

In this dangerous place, he can't put his life on this blurred vision, it's like gambling, it's just luck.Murong Yan closed his eyes without hesitation, and chose to use his perception to explore the way. As if he was not affected by the darkness at all, the surrounding scene became clear.

When the physical condition is not good, using the perception for a long time will only increase the burden on the body, but Murong Yan has no choice.He didn't know if other people would also know this method of cultivation. When he was in the Federation, no one seemed to know it, except for Murong Chen.

So at that time, Murong Yan thought that this set of perception cultivation and application methods was the unique skill of their Murong family.But when he arrived in Demon Realm, he met Sig and found that he was not only capable but also much smarter than Murong Yan, so he overturned his previous guess, and even wondered if the guys from Demon Realm could do this.

After walking for more than ten meters, three forks suddenly appeared in the road ahead, and Murong Yan was startled.

Then he stepped forward and carefully observed the differences in these intersections. The three roads looked exactly the same. Murong Yan did not believe in evil. These walls and buildings told him that this place should have a bit of history, not newly built. He did not believe that he was the first A group of people who came here must have been here before, and they must have left some clues.

He leaned over to touch the wall carefully, and finally found all kinds of scratches under the corner of the wall, all carved with hard objects, some with rings, some with daggers, some with uses...he felt it for a while , Then took out the kettle, looked at the bottom of the kettle, the paint on it had been rubbed off a long time ago, it turned out that those indistinguishable marks were scratched by the kettle.

There are traces of the three entrances, and it is not clear which side has more people passing through, let alone which way is easier to go.

Murong Yan closed his eyes and chose a random one. After walking in, he found that this road was the same as the previous roads, the same narrow and not spacious, it looked like a corridor, but he didn't know where it would lead.

Just as he was guessing, the front suddenly came to an end again. After turning a corner, Murong Yan frowned and watched another fork in the road ahead, this time there were two forks, one left and one right.

A strong feeling suddenly emerged, and after a flash of inspiration, Murong Yan suddenly thought of a possibility.

This is a place like a maze!So what does that three-like scratch mean?Tell him to stay here for three days?No, it should not be that simple.Murong Yan thought of the pot of water and the dry food in his backpack. After a rough calculation, the dry food was enough for three days. Could it be that three days is a time limit?

If you can't get out of the maze in three days, will you starve to death in this maze?The more he thought about it, the more likely it was.

It shouldn't be, it can't be that simple.From the beginning of the captivity in the secret room to the current trip to the maze, there must be other dangers lurking in it, and Murong Yan became more and more alert.

At the intersection, leave a wooden mark with your own kettle, and walk into the intersection on the left.The same walkway again, the same walls, the same silence and darkness, and the distracting fork in the road.