I was Born in Hell - Chapter 617

Within the gate of the sanctuary is a world.

Beyond the gate of the sanctuary is another world.

Gu Fan’s eyes moved slightly, he lifted his foot toward the gate of the sanctuary, and stepped into the temple, and the tide wrapped around him.

They don’t belong to abilities, they don’t belong to a certain kind of energy, and it’s not even possible to determine whether they exist, but they are like the quirks and small habits of everyone, they are hidden in the most invisible corners, and they are everywhere.

Flip.

Gu Fan’s shoes trampled on the dark and simple slate, and the sound made in the corridor was rippling.

The hallway behind the sanctuary’s gate was empty and half of the guards were absent. Some were only weird totems on the stone pillars and walls. Every visitor in the open environment would focus on the weird decoration.

Imperceptibly …

Just like those psychologists and hypnotists, they will guide people’s consciousness step by step through language and images, and finally achieve psychological cues or other purposes.

Ancient fans can see that the surrounding decorations, the carvings on the stone pillars, and those weird murals are accompanied by this “psychological cues” similar to hypnosis, which gradually makes people’s thinking loose.

Continued the distance of hundreds of meters, the sanctuary is empty, as if it is just a tourist attraction, no defense force is set up, and people are free to visit.

As soon as the bifurcation appeared.

There are two identical bifurcations in the corridor of the sanctuary. There is no sign, and you can choose which way to enter.

Is this … a maze? ?

It’s really surprising.

At the end of the corridor behind the sanctuary door, a maze appeared.

Outside a branch road, another branch road is connected to form a giant maze. Each entrance and exit are the same. Whether it is a mural or a sculpture, it is almost the same.

Gu Fan and No. 07 fog stepped into a passage.

In the process of continuously moving forward, the tide in the field became more intense, and the patterns painted by the surrounding mural decoration became more exaggerated.

Weird.

Evil.

There are often some **** pictures with philosophical appearance.

These pictures will cause people to think inexplicably. The subconscious wants to understand what they are and what they mean, but once they start thinking, they enter a trap.

Thinking trap.

The deeper and deeper you will become, the more obsessed with those dark frescoes.

“Master Grim Reaper, I’ll look for a way out.”

07 The ability of the fog to display, a swarm of smoke and dust sweeping through the channel, and the maze extending in all directions must be covered by the fog. This way to find the way out of the maze is the best way.

But … Mist 07 didn’t find a real exit.

After a moment, she returned to Gu Fan again, and half-knelt on the ground: “Master, it seems that the road has no exit, and it has been sealed.”

Blocked?

All the maze roads are dead ends.

“Do not.”

Gu Fan shook his head: “It is not blocked, but your thinking has been affected and you deliberately avoided the right path.”

He stroked his palms on those murals, his eyes flashed a little sharply, and continued: “It gradually induces people to go deeper, but if the mind is not completely polluted, it will not find the right channel.”

“Only by thinking in the logical order that they set, can you find the one you need in the countless channels of the maze.”

Logical order! !!

If the thinking is not completely polluted, the logical sequence of normal people can only find countless dead ends, and none of them is correct.

Because this huge maze is full of psychological hints and inexplicable power, and when you are really confused and polluted by the spirit, that channel will gradually emerge.

Now, there are two ways to find the exit.

First, forcibly break! !!

Using brute force to directly smash through the walls of a maze, simple and violent, is a bit stupid.

Second, imitate that way of thinking.

Understand those murals and sculptures, read them, worship them, fascinate yourself, and find the right path.

Of course, these two paths … Gu Fan didn’t choose.

Strands of killing intentions spread from the fingers, breaking the tide formed by the surrounding consciousness, feeling the intensity of the fluctuation of mental power, and soon there was an answer.

“The power of the mind is gradually increasing in that direction.”

“Similar to the power of God, or it can be called faith.”

Gu Fan withdrew his palm, and he felt that the power in a certain direction became stronger, and the consciousness he thought about was very strong, and even reached the level where it could remain in the air.

Continuing in that direction, they soon entered a deeper maze.

A human appeared.

It was a human lying on a wall, interpreting the dark history on the mural.

He was so fascinated by this, his face was full of worship, and the thrill of “sudden realization”, as if he had realized something.

Fog 07 glanced at Gu Fan and walked forward under his authorization, shaking the man’s shoulder.

no response.

Withered arms drew down and shook, and the expression on his face remained unchanged. No one was patted on his shoulder.

Fog 07 stretched out two more fingers to open the man’s eyelids, causing more light to shine into the pupil, but he was unaware of it.

“The eyes are intact, but the pupils have no response to light.”

Gu Fan stopped the fog and concluded: “His perception has been lost, he can’t perceive everything from the outside world and almost becomes a vegetative.”

Vegetative.

The dumbfounded man was completely lost in the weird mural content.

This is not just a labyrinth full of dead ends, it is also a labyrinth of human thinking. With the whole body’s quietness, it will be dominated by the power in the meditation.

Keep going.

Soon, several “vegetatives” appeared.

They are either holding stone pillars, reading books at UU www.uukanshu.com, or lying on the wall, or squatting in the corner and thinking … but they all have one common characteristic, that is, their eyes are cloudy and lost their soul Same stupid.

“Awareness is no longer here.”

“We should be coming soon.”

Gu Fan glanced at these people again, and anyone can judge by those expressions. Even if “lost the soul” became a vegetative person, his overly distorted and exaggerated face was filled with the word … happiness! !!

Twisted happiness.

Arrived! !!

The exit of the maze is unremarkable, connecting a hall with a diameter of more than one kilometer.

Immediately afterwards, the two ancient fans saw an extremely shocking picture, with tens of thousands of humans sitting on the floor, their eyes lowered towards a huge statue.

And that statue is engraved not by others, but by Huaxia’s most mythological totem.

Long! !!

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