Yi Chuhe sighed leisurely.

He knew that this so-called moon eye talent seemed to be able to see the past and future fragments through the moonlight, but in fact it was quite a scam.

Just say that he had just used the scene he saw when he saw it.

Really, what is the specific meaning?

Those three pigs are bound to die without looking at them.

The shadow who killed them was extremely vague and there were no specific clues at all.

"The randomness is too strong, it's just a gamble on people's character."

Chu He closed the window and began to sort out his thoughts.

"The general outline of this copy is clearer. A demon inn, a group of messy demons, devour each other, and finally save them to the last one, gain all their strength and become more powerful demons. This is very crazy in human moral code. But in the demon's code, it is natural. Survival is the survival of the weak. This is the foundation of their survival. It only turns the original simple hunting of each other into another more 'civilized' way of voting."

"After that monk was able to retain the improvement in the replica after he released the replica. It is probably because the characteristics of this replica instill all the cultivation of those who entered with him into his body."

Thinking of this, Chu He shook his head with regret.

If that's all, the value of this copy will undoubtedly be greatly reduced.

But it may not be. Assuming that it is really just like this, why do the five forces that have known the truth so much?

"Also, the randomness of choosing dinner staple food is too strong. Why should Zhang Qixian be confident to call me and fight me in this dungeon?" This is also something that Chu He can't figure out for the time being.

"But this just shows that this copy has a deeper implicitness, not just that."

Thinking of this, Chu He thought about it, and transformed himself into the most common rabbit spirit in the demon inn.

The Nine-Turn Mysterious Art has many changes.

Changing various images or even materials can only be considered a relatively basic ability.

With Chu He's current level of practice, it can only change within the biological scope. If it wants to become a dead object such as plants, or even stones or buildings, it needs to be further practiced.

If Chu He can turn into a stone, then some of the threats exposed by this copy are already a joke in Chu He's eyes.

Walking in the dim corridor, the candlelight swayed, and the short figure of the rabbit spirit turned Chu He into was also stretched and slender.

The corridor is very long and has dozens of rooms.

At the end of the corridor was a tall red wooden door, with a terrifying old face bulging on the wooden door, just like someone was forced to embed the entire face into the door in an extremely frightened state.

When Chu He walked over, the old face on the wooden door made a sound of "hehe...", like an old man, who was stuck in his neck with force and tried hard to say something, but couldn't say anything.

Chu He stood at the door without paying too much attention, but turned around, ignored the folding door, and turned his head and walked in the other direction.

"Little rabbit! Stop!" The door spoke with difficulty.

Chu He turned his head and looked at the door.

I saw the old face on the wooden door twisting the pattern on his face, and then said to Chu He: "Little rabbit, come and pick my nose for me! My nose is so itchy!"

Chu He looked around, took out a piece of candle from the wall, blew out the candlelight, then walked forward, and pounded it directly into the nose of the old face on the wooden door.

After stirring it hard for a few times, the old face suddenly showed an extremely comfortable expression.

This made Chu He suddenly think of the answer to a special question: whether the fingers are good or the nostrils are good.

"Ah...ah!" The old face on the wooden door suddenly sneezes. Chu He slipped under his feet and hurriedly avoided.

I saw a stream of moldy black mucus sprayed out from the nose of the old face on the wooden door, with a strong smell of stench.

"Thank you! Thank you! It's been a long time since I've been so comfortable. Little rabbit, you are not a friend of the inn, are you?" The old face on the wooden door suddenly said with great certainty.

Chu He was not surprised to be seen through. He turned into a rabbit image, but more to hide his current image.

But following the rules, Chu He still has to ask: "How did you know?"

The old face on the wooden door said, "My nose booster has been blocked here for hundreds of years. Every day I would call those little rabbits to call me a bunch of them. But they would not pay attention to me."

Chu He didn't ask next, who are you? Why are you here? Why do those rabbit spirits ignore you, these questions.

Instead, he asked, "There are so many customers here, are there no other monsters willing to help you?"

The old face on the wooden door suddenly showed a strange look: "Didn't you see it? It shouldn't be! I remember that the walls of every room should be written... Don't walk out of the room before the ringtone rings."

Chu He was shocked when he heard this.

There was indeed no such line of words in his room.

Either the old face on the wooden door is lying, or the room he was taken into is a special room.

"If the old face on the wooden door is true, then am I the only one who encounters the situation or all the dungeon participants, it is the same?" Chu He felt more doubts in his heart.

But he said, "This is not reasonable! Even if there is a warning on the wall, I think there will always be some unafraid guys... For example, me!"

The old face on the wooden door said, "Of course there will be many such guys, but you have to know that when you open the door, you will either lead to the kitchen or the big forest. You will know that sometimes it is better to follow some rules."

"But you are very surprised that you can actually walk out directly." The old face on the wooden door added, as if looking forward to Chu He continuing to ask questions.

But Chu He nodded to the old face on the wooden door, then turned around and left.

When you are not fully informed, don’t focus on listening to a person’s opinions or statements, otherwise it will be easy to preconceive and mislead by them.

Without the necessary comparison and reference, it is difficult for Chu He to determine whether the old face on the wooden door is true or false.

Even if it is all true, in this case, his words may not be more beneficial to Chu He than some lies.

Seeing Chu He turning around and leaving, the old face on the wooden door seemed to be struck out of context, with an expression of "dissatisfaction with desire".

"Hey! Don't you want to know who I am? What's going on here?" The old face on the wooden door couldn't help but sing to Chu He's back.

Chu Hetou waved his hand without looking back: "Don't worry, see you later!"

After saying that, Chu He actually walked away.
Chapter completed!