I'm not a psychopath!

A series of doubts surged into Jiang Qing's mind. He stood in front of the huge bronze door and fell into deep thought.

What is hidden behind this door? What is the connection between the Eternal Underworld and the Queen Ant's Nest? What is the secret of the fate fragment?

Countless questions were entangled in his heart like a tangled thread, making him feel a little confused. He tried, but couldn't shake the bronze door at all. It was incredibly hard and heavy.

The distorted faces on the door seemed to be laughing at his powerlessness, making him more irritable.

"If the bronze door is the so-called Eternal Underworld, then the Eternal Underworld is related to... a notebook, a crazy author, and a paper man."

"In other words, the paper man is most likely related to the Eternal Underworld?" Jiang Qing recalled the details.

That day they gathered together to study the contents of the notebook, and a paper man was on the windowsill on the second floor opposite, watching him and others.

"The pursuit of the paper man was fruitless, but after returning, the scene that Bailiye had seen disappeared. It shouldn't be so simple to erase the memory. If it is so strong and has the ability to erase the memory silently, there is no need to run away."

"Then the paper man erased the traces of its existence, and it didn't want us to find out?"

"But its appearance has left us with more memories. It's better not to do anything. What is its purpose?" Jiang Qing was puzzled.

The fireball that was shot before began to dim due to the lack of continuous spiritual energy injection.

Only a faint flame remained, leaping in the dark underground space. Under the dim light, a group of pale paper men had surrounded him at some point.

These paper men appeared quietly without any sound. Their faces were as pale as paper, their eyes were as black as ink, and they stared straight at Jiang Qing.

The corners of the bright red mouth raised an arc, as if smiling, but there was no warmth in that smile, only endless coldness and weirdness.

Jiang Qing's heartbeat accelerated suddenly.

He could feel the chill emanating from these paper figures, and their presence added a bit of terror to this already mysterious underground space.

He slowly turned around and faced these paper figures that suddenly appeared. Although he was horrified, he did not lose his composure. As a cultivator, he knew that in the face of the unknown, keeping calm was the first priority for survival.

Jiang Qing held his sword tightly. No matter what these paper figures were, he would give them a sword if they dared to come up.

Under the light of the fire, the faces of the paper figures became even paler, and their smiles became even more weird.

Jiang Qing took a deep breath and prepared to fight these weird things that came from nowhere.

However, at this moment, the faces on the bronze door suddenly let out a sharp roar, and then the entire bronze door began to shake, as if something was trying to rush out of the door.

Jiang Qing's attention was attracted by the movement of the bronze door. He looked at the door vigilantly, and at the same time, his spiritual sense spread, sensing everything around him.

The corners of the paper people's mouths seemed to be more curved, and they slowly approached Jiang Qing, with light and weird steps.

Jiang Qing could feel that these paper figures were targeting him, and they seemed to want to stop him from exploring the secrets behind the bronze door!

He had no idea when these paper figures appeared. He had been on alert all around, but he didn't find any trace of them at all...

It was as if they appeared out of thin air like ghosts from a certain moment!

Looking at the approaching paper figures, Jiang Qing's back was soaked with sweat, and a cluster of flames that were almost invisible to the naked eye quietly gathered in the palm of his left hand.

But as long as the paper figures pounced on him, this flame would expand into a sea of ​​fire in a very short time, burning everything.

"Then use the extremely strong sword energy to open the way and break through..." Jiang Qing narrowed his eyes.

There was no spiritual fluctuation on these paper figures, and it was hard to tell their realm. It always felt like they could all be burned by fire, but things were definitely not that simple.

Just when Jiang Qing wanted to break through, he saw a shocking scene. The faces of all the paper dolls suddenly stopped moving, and then the patterns on their faces began to change dramatically, like the masks that change rapidly in a drama. For a moment, their expressions changed from sadness to ridicule, and from anger to smiles...

An indescribable aura emanated from their bodies, like invisible thin lines, intertwined with the human breath emitted by Jiang Qing.

He couldn't see these lines, so he naturally couldn't cut them off, but at this moment, the flame in his palm suddenly went out, and the whole person seemed to fall into an ice cellar, and Jiang Qing's face turned pale.

But it wasn't over yet, something even weirder happened again. Jiang Qing felt that his breathing began to become difficult, and the air around him seemed to be being drawn away by some force.

A faint black mist appeared at the edge of his vision, and the black mist slowly gathered towards the center, gradually forming a series of blurred images.

These images were distorted and blurred, like ghosts from another world, they slowly rotated around Jiang Qing, emitting low and unrecognizable whispers.

Jiang Qing's heartbeat accelerated, and he could feel the deep malice contained in these images.

Suddenly, one of the images stretched out a dry hand and grabbed Jiang Qing's face.

This hand had no substance, but it was piercingly cold. Jiang Qing could feel it touching his soul, and a deep fear surged from the bottom of his heart.

"I can't move!" Jiang Qing shouted in his heart.

He wanted to retreat, but found that his feet seemed to be fixed to the ground and he couldn't move at all.

The hand was getting closer and closer, and Jiang Qing could clearly see the raised blood vessels on the back of the hand, as well as the sharp nails on the fingertips.

At this critical moment, the Longyuan Sword in Jiang Qing's hand shook spontaneously and let out a high-pitched dragon roar.

"I can move!"

Jiang Qing took the opportunity to take a deep breath and suppress the fear in his heart. He knew that if he could not break the illusion of these paper figures, he might really lose here today.

He closed his eyes and no longer looked at those distorted images. Instead, he concentrated his consciousness and tried to find the source of the illusion.

His consciousness was like a sharp sword, penetrating through the layers of fog. Finally, he discovered that among the many paper figures, there was one whose expression was obviously different.

Its facial features are more lively, unlike those painted on it, and they are extremely hidden.

Jiang Qing opened his eyes suddenly, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He no longer hesitated, mobilized all his spiritual energy, gathered on the long sword, and swung the sword out. The sword light cut through the darkness like a meteor, pointing directly at that special paper man.

The sword light penetrated the paper man's body and made a crisp cracking sound.

After the paper man was pierced by Jiang Qing's sword, an incredible expression appeared on the paper face.

The corners of its mouth, which were originally a straight line of calmness, are now raised upward in an unnatural way, forming a stiff and weird smile.

This smile looked particularly abrupt on the pale face of the paper man, as if it had been forcibly pulled out in pain. It went against common sense and made people shudder.

What’s even more disturbing is that subtle wrinkles have begun to appear on the paper man’s entire face, as if the skin is twisting in pain, but it maintains the unique flatness and brittleness of paper. This strange transformation between human skin and inanimate paper made Jiang Qing feel an indescribable sense of dissonance.

When Jiang Qing saw this scene, he couldn't help but be surprised, "How can the paper man's expression be so vivid? It's as if he is wearing an adult's skin..."

Immediately, Jiang Qing was startled by her own thoughts.

Human skin?

But just when he was surprised, the paper man controlled other paper men to rush towards him, drowning Jiang Qing's sight.

Jiang Qing had no choice but to take action first to deal with the paper man in front of him. As expected, without that weird ability, the paper figures are vulnerable, and no matter how many they are, they cannot produce qualitative changes.

But when Jiang Qing finished cleaning up the paper figures in front of him, the most important paper figure disappeared.

Jiang Qing frowned, and while observing the surrounding environment, he paced back and forth and began to reason to himself about the direction in which the other party might escape.

"Although the space here is wide, there are only two directions to escape from. In front is the city wall and the giant bronze door. Well, it should not be able to open the bronze door."

"Then the only option is to run backwards? But there is a collapse behind. If you want to get out, you have to fly out of this deep pit. And there is a forbidden air effect here. If it is scared, it will not disappear so fast."

"Unless... it is not subject to air restrictions? It is possible, but after flying up, Qin Xiaosui and the others will be outside, so it is obviously not a good choice."

Jiang Qing's eyes swept across this huge cave hall, but after the fireball extinguished, most places were swallowed up by darkness.

"There is also a possibility that it is hidden somewhere in the darkness, which would also explain how it suddenly appeared behind me."

Now the question becomes, how to find the paper man hiding in the darkness.

Fireball cannot be released casually.

If you rub such a big fireball, even a man as fierce as him will suffer from kidney deficiency.

"Let me think about it..."

After a series of analyses! !

He discovered that there was a dog hole at the base of the city wall not far away...

Jiang Qing stepped forward and stared at the dark hole, extending towards the bottom of the city wall.

"It seems like this dog hole should lead directly behind the city wall, and behind the city wall... the eternal underworld?"

Jiang Qing observed the ground.

But judging from the traces, it was probably not dug by the paper man, so who could have dug it?

Then Jiang Qing muttered to himself and came to a terrifying conclusion: the paper man really came from the eternal underworld!

Jiang Qing stood in the dark underground space, surrounded by scattered scraps of paper, but that special paper man had disappeared without a trace.

His eyes turned to the huge bronze door again. The twisted faces on the door seemed to be telling something, and the expressions on those faces were strikingly similar to the expressions on the faces of the paper figures - equally weird.

It also doesn't look like the expression that a human being should have.

Jiang Qing began to talk to himself, sorting out the clues in his mind: "First of all, the appearance of the paper figures was too sudden, they had no warning, as if they suddenly arrived from another world.

"Secondly, the expressions of the paper figures change so vividly that simple paper products cannot do it. They almost seem to be alive."

"Furthermore, there seems to be some connection between the faces on the bronze door and the paper figures, which may point to a common origin - the eternal underworld."

Jiang Qing continued to reason: "The eternal underworld is the source of many unsolved mysteries."

"If the paper figures really come from there, what is their purpose? Why are they in this queen's nest?"

Jiang Qing recalled the crazy author mentioned in the diary and the scene of the eternal underworld he described.

Although the description in the diary is confusing, one can vaguely feel the author's deep fear and awe of the underworld. Jiang Qing's heart moved: "If the paper man is related to the eternal underworld, then are they also controlled by some force to convey some information or perform some tasks?"

Jiang Qing's eyes were cast on the dog hole again, and a bold hypothesis formed in his mind: "The appearance of the paper man, the distorted face on the bronze door, and this mysterious dog hole, all clues seem to point to one conclusion-the paper man really comes from the eternal underworld.

And it appears frequently in front of us.

The previous conclusion that it wants to erase its own existence has been overturned."

Jiang Qing stared at the hole in a daze.

"Does it want to lead me in?"

Jiang Qing suddenly realized that he might have been involved in a more complicated and dangerous situation than he imagined.

Just when he was hesitating whether to go in, a strong suction force burst out from the hole. He just had the idea of ​​resisting, and he was sucked in.

At that moment, Jiang Qing felt that his eyes went dark, and there was a whirring sound in his ears. His body was completely out of control. The suction force was so strong that he could not resist it.

Only a white mask was left on the spot.

…

Fifteen minutes later.

Bailiye and others finally came to the underground. The first thing they felt was a sense of oppression.

The end of the passage was suddenly clear, but it was followed by a heavy breath, as if the air was filled with ancient dust.

Bailiye stepped out of the passage, and his eyes first fell on the blue-gray brick walls.

He walked forward, reached out and touched the flat and cold brick surface, feeling the coolness from his fingertips, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes:

"These bricks. They are arranged so closely that it doesn't seem like they can be done by hand."

Luo Shui's sight shrank when he came into contact with this huge underground space, although he also reached out and touched the blue bricks, which were cold.

"It is indeed stacked by hand."

"Let's look at other places." The group walked towards the deep exit.

Luo Shui's eyes scanned the surroundings and finally fixed on the towering bronze door.

She took a breath and agreed with Bailiye's words: "Indeed, the existence of these brick walls and this bronze door should not be so simple.

There must be some secret hidden here."

"Look at those faces, they seem to be moving. This door must be extraordinary."

Luo Hua followed closely behind, his eyes were sharp, and he quickly scanned the surroundings, looking for possible abnormalities. When he noticed the distorted faces on the bronze door, his voice couldn't help but lower a few degrees.