Ming Ke: What’s wrong with me, Gin, having several aliases?

Furiya Rei widened his eyes in shock and muttered to himself.

"How did he do this? With such a high ability, if he continues to do whatever he wants in Rice Flower City, the consequences will be disastrous."

Even at this time, he still cares about this country, and he really loves this country deeply.

After realizing that this might be another important criminal, Rei Furiya quickly stood up and began to look for clues more carefully.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, not missing any tiny details.

He squatted down to check the traces on the ground, then looked up at the surrounding buildings and trees, his expression focused and devoted.

As he searched, he kept thinking in his mind: "There must be some key clue here, I must find it."

His brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, as if he was engaging in a silent battle with the hidden clues.

In the end, Fūya Rei paced back and forth around the sedan chair, but did not approach it.

Suddenly, he found a small handkerchief in the corner of the sedan chair, with a strange symbol embroidered on it.

Furutani Rei picked up the handkerchief as if he had found a treasure and looked at the symbol carefully, with a thoughtful gleam in his eyes.

He whispered to himself: "This symbol...is it some kind of hint?"

Fūya Rei's brain was working rapidly, trying to find relevant information from his memory.

Just then, a breeze blew gently, blowing up the hair on his forehead.

Fōtani Rei's gaze followed the strand of hair, and suddenly, he noticed that there seemed to be some words carved on an old locust tree not far away.

He hurried over and took a closer look. He saw a line of unclear words carved on the tree trunk: "The truth lies in the depths."

Furiya Ling's eyes lit up instantly, and he thought to himself: "Deep inside? Could it be a hidden place?"

His eyes began to search around, looking for the possible "depth".

His steps became more urgent, as if he had seen the dawn of finding the truth...

Seeing that he understood it so quickly, Kurosawa nodded and left with satisfaction.

........

At the same time, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was trapped on the other side, was in a corner that seemed to be forgotten by the world.

He stood there quietly, the silence around him seemed to swallow everything, forming a sharp contrast with the noise from the outside world.

The two mysterious sedan chairs did not appear here, nor did the white paper that seemed to carry endless secrets catch his eye.

His eyes were empty and confused, as if the whole world had disappeared from his sight.

At this moment, he saw nothing, only endless silence and loneliness following him like a shadow.

He squatted down with a slightly bored look and gently drew the soul next to the tombstone on the ground.

His fingers trembled slightly, and every stroke was filled with deep thought, as if he wanted to pour all the emotions in his heart into this simple painting.

His expression was focused and devoted, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes flashed with complex light, sometimes sad, sometimes nostalgic.

"Caw-caw-caw" a few sharp crow calls suddenly came, like a sharp sword cutting through the dead silence.

The piercing sound suddenly pulled Zhu Fu Jingguang's thoughts back to reality from those distant memories.

He slowly raised his head and stood up, following the flock of crows. The black figures were circling in the sky, making heart-pounding cries.

Zhu Fu Jingguang stared at the group of crows, his lips moved slightly, as if he was talking to himself.

"Where does life come from and where does it go? Life and death are determined by fate and cannot be changed. Perhaps forgetting is the best option."

His voice was low and hoarse, carrying endless helplessness and sorrow, his eyes were full of regret and fatigue, and the deep loneliness seemed to make people feel the pain in his heart.

He just stood there quietly, motionless, like a sculpture.

The wind blew through his hair, lifting it gently, but it couldn't take away the deep sorrow on him.

His hands hung unconsciously at his sides, his fingers slightly curled, as if trying to grasp the past that had already disappeared.

However, Jingguang does not have a literary disease, so...

This thing must be a fake!

"Tongzi, do you think I interrupted him? Or did I interrupt him?"

[I suggest you just slap him. ]

Kurosawa turned his head hesitantly and looked at the air next to him: "What did you just say?"

[Could it be that the host is of the Pisces zodiac? How come this memory is only seven seconds? ]

"You just asked me to...slap him?" Kurosawa was a little hesitant as it was his first time facing a crazy system.

The system also felt that what it had just said was a bit strange, so it chose to change its answer.

[No, dear, what I just said was that you should slap yourself in the face to smooth out your head before you speak.]

"Haha, I must have remembered it wrong."

While they were chatting, Jia Zhufu Jingguang took a deep breath, straightened his body, and there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

He shook his head, as if to shake off all the negative emotions.

"We can't go on like this, we must find a way to leave here." He whispered, with an unquestionable determination in his voice.

He began to look around, carefully observing the surrounding environment, looking for any possible way out.

He walked forward cautiously with steady steps, being extremely careful with every step.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes were sharp and observant, and he would not miss any subtle clues.

Sometimes he bent down to check the traces on the ground, and sometimes he looked up at the surrounding buildings, trying to find a direction to escape.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a dilapidated wall. There seemed to be some unclear words on the wall, which caught his attention.

He walked over quickly and took a closer look.

[1. It is forbidden to make loud noises in the cemetery. Please keep quiet, but don't sit still like a dead person.

2. Do not touch or damage tombstones or other burial facilities at will! Otherwise they will be very angry.

3. No digging or disturbing of cemetery land is allowed without permission.

4. Any behavior or activity that disrespects the deceased is strictly prohibited in the cemetery, but disrespecting the living is allowed.

5. No one is allowed to enter the cemetery at night without permission, unless there is a special permit or a necessary reason.

"What is this?" He muttered softly, gently stroking the marks with his fingers, frowning again and falling into deep thought.

After a while, he seemed to have thought of something, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Maybe this is the clue to leave!" he said to himself.

Zhu Fu Jingguang began to search carefully along the wall, not missing any corner.

Finally, he found a hidden mechanism in a corner.

A happy smile appeared on his face and he pressed the mechanism without hesitation.

With a "click" sound, the wall cracked open and a secret door slowly appeared.

Zhu Fu Jingguang took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and then walked into the secret door resolutely.

The passage behind the door was dark and narrow, but he showed no fear and walked forward firmly.

His footsteps echoed in the passage, as if telling of his courage and determination....