"Come back?"

Fang Zheng's face turned black.

Sure enough, people cannot be glad that things did not happen to themselves, otherwise they would easily fail.

Fang Zheng still remembers that his phone was the first time he knocked a corner on the ground because he had shown off to someone that he had never bumped into several phones, and he kept using them intact... As a result, within a few days, the phone hit a corner.

For example, he once told people that his family had never been thieves once... As a result, a few days later, his family was thieves again.

There are many other things in life that can be destroyed like this.

But fortunately, because of the first experience, Fang Zheng quickly calmed down this time.

"The coffin of a living person was smashed, and the master messenger behind the scenes has been killed. Why do I still appear in the dungeon?"

Fang Zheng thought for a while and found that it was too troublesome to think about it. He was just thinking without any clues. Fang Zheng simply gave up thinking for the time being and began to look around again.

After looking around, Fang Zheng found that the location of the cell he appeared this time was different from the last time.

Because of the details!

Although it is still a dungeon and an imperial examination room, two strange scenes coexisting in different eras. Through details, Fang Zheng still discovered the difference from the last time.

"If it weren't for the last cell, but this time it appeared in another cell, wouldn't it mean... everything here, obsession, does it mean that there are no other people I saw?"

"If obsession really comes from the prison corpse or scholar I saw last time, I should have appeared at the original location..."

Fang Zheng guessed another possibility.

Perhaps, there are all kinds of scenes here that obsession has experienced. The obsession's master was detained here during his lifetime.

That's why these pictures appear in front of you.

As for why dungeons and imperial examination rooms appear together at the same time, Chuanpuyang once explained to Fang Zheng that it was easy to understand.

It must be that the dungeon existed first, and then due to historical reasons, the dungeon no longer exists.

After changing time and dynasties, a new imperial examination room was built above the ruins of the dungeon.

In the ancient imperial examination hall, it was regarded as a holy place for the rise of poor families. Many poor children hoped to be able to leap at the dragon gate here and get fame and fortune. Therefore, scholars who can participate in the imperial examination must be extremely persistent. Otherwise, there would not have been cases of failing scholars in history, and they were still taking the imperial examination until they were in their seventies or eighties, and there were many cases.

In ancient scientific examinations, a large number of scholars died suddenly in the examination room every year.

In this, obsessions and resentment are all ready. If a scholar dies with regrets, he will not die naturally. Isn’t he more resentment?

Therefore, Fang Zheng didn't find it strange that the dungeon and the imperial examination room were in chaos at the same time.

On the contrary, he still didn't understand why he fell into this place even though the coffin of a living person was broken and the person was killed?

Next, Fang Zheng tried to walk out of the cell.

The result can be imagined.

Just like the last time, no matter how he tried, he couldn't get out.

Are the birthplaces invincible, can't be compromised?

Fang Zheng used game terms to explain it, so it would be much easier to understand.

Because of his first experience, Fang Zheng checked the cell. After seeing nothing special, he began to sit cross-legged and rest, keeping himself at his peak as much as possible.

To deal with the next changes.

If he was not wrong... at some point in time, this dungeon world will be like recovering from a sleep and undergoing new changes.

...

The empty dungeon is claustrophobic, dark, deadly.

It's like a late-night grave with no one.

Everything was particularly quiet, and even the various stenches mixed in the turbid air were like the smell of corpses.

Time passes in minutes and seconds.

"cough……"

"Ahem, ahem..."

The sudden painful cough broke the calm of the dungeon. Fang Zheng suddenly stood up, stood behind the prison door, and tried hard to distinguish the direction of the coughing sound.

"This is……"

Fang Zheng quickly found the location where the cough came, which was from a test room compartment about ten meters ahead of him.

Listening to the familiar painful cough, Fang Zheng thought of the scholar who was a tuberculosis at the first time.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng tried hard to look to the right of the narrow corridor... In this way, the mad scholar should be one hundred and ten meters away from his right.

The cell he was detained last time was opposite the mad scholar.

Unfortunately, from his perspective, he could not see the cell opposite the mad scholar.

Not to mention a cell, even a mad scholar can't see it.

At this time, the mad scholar should still be in the compartment, constantly using his fingers to engrave with his fingers...

Fang Zheng turned his gaze back and looked at the pulmonary scholar who was ten meters away from him again.

A scholar with tuberculosis should have participated in the imperial examination with illness?

Just like the current college entrance examination.

It is regarded as the only turning point in life.

I am willing to take my life to take the exam.

The scholar of tuberculosis was still coughing, coughing, coughing, puff!

A large mouthful of blood squirted on the ground.

It's exactly the same as the scene I saw last time.

This is reappearing in the scene!

"Um?"

Fang Zheng let out a light exclamation. At close range, Fang Zheng finally saw clearly that what the scholar who pulmonary tuberculosis coughed on the ground was not a pool of blood, but a pool of countless fat maggots twisting bloody bugs.

Next, the scholar of tuberculosis began to cough in pain again.

"This scholar who consumed the tuberculosis coughed so much. Could it be that his lungs were eaten by insects and rotted, which caused him to have difficulty breathing and coughing all the time?"

"Can't you be able to take the imperial examination every three years? As for working so hard..."

Fortunately, Fang Zheng has seen this more disgusting scene. Fang Zheng was not disgusted by the worms on the ground. Just as he tried to see clearly what the pulmonary pulmonary book looked like, suddenly, bang!

A sound of a stool kicking to the ground. Fang Zheng looked at the sound, but he saw the compartment opposite him. He was not paying attention and didn't know when there was an extra scholar who had hanged himself and kicked his feet in the air.

The hanging cloth strips were still swirling, entangled and knotted in the air. It was strange that the hanging cloth strips were constantly spinning in the air, but the front of the hanging scholar could not be seen clearly.

Always facing away from the front.

A mad scholar, a pulmonary scholar, and a hanged scholar, all of them cannot see the face! Fang Zheng discovered this strange point.

I don't know if it's a coincidence.

The next second, Fang Zheng seemed to have thought of something, quickly turned around and searched his cell, but this time there was no body or person in his cell.

Just now!

In the claustrophobic corridor, there was a junkie who called for a jig, and the sound of gongs ringing sounded again!.m.
Chapter completed!