Demon Lord 3

Bringing me here, yet preventing me from leaving—what's their intention? If I stay here, this isn't a place covered by ghosts, I'm living in a real world. Sooner or later, they'll find me, and that's exactly what they don't want. But what are they betting on? Are they sure they can kill me before sunrise? If so, I'm doomed. But if they can't, aren't they afraid that something might happen if my father finds them? Then, it'll be them who get caught, not me. I thought, what if this was orchestrated by my father? That's quite possible. After all, my father has been designing these things for me for a long time. I've encountered them several times before, and now I think they're easy. I waited a little longer, but I didn't notice anything unusual. I wandered around the pavilion, hoping to find what I wanted. If there were something here that would surprise me, then I'd made the right choice. But if there were no secrets, no memories, then there was no point in coming here. It seemed like someone was really interested. Oh, I searched for a while longer, and I found the exact same brick. This stone had reappeared. I hadn't expected it, but I'd placed a light at the marked spot. These are usually very close, so I looked over and saw that the stone over there was still glowing, indicating that this was another stone that had broken through the bottom line. Sure enough, there was an identical hole there. When I lit a stick and placed it in that hole, it surprisingly didn't go out. It turns out this hole is completely safe for me to survive. This means this is the real hole. The one I just created, the trap hole that led me inside, only to die. This means I've found a way out. Suddenly, I felt myself recover from my tense state. So that's what happened. I was shocked. I had actually found the real entrance through my own calmness. So, should I go in? I was suddenly stuck in a deadlock. Even if there was oxygen here, it didn't mean it was suitable for me to survive. If I smelled any poisonous gas inside, I would have no chance of escaping. But now I couldn't go down the mountain, and I couldn't find my companions. I might as well give it a try. If I was wrong, then the loss outweighed the gain. I just saved my life, and now I have to do this again. Is it worth it? After thinking for a long time, I decided not to think about anything and started to prepare to move. Now the entrance of the cave can accommodate a person entering vertically. I also think that it is tailor-made according to my body shape. If it is tailor-made with such a delicate body shape, does it prove that this cave is designed specifically for me? If it is designed for me by someone who wants me to know my memory, then this person is a good person and on my side. What if this is a bad person, my opposite? Doesn't this mean that he wants to kill me? It seems that everything is half-planned. No one stopped me along the way, which means that I didn't come here. I am a lucky person, I comforted myself, and finally walked in without hesitation. When I went down, I found that the bottom was getting more and more spacious, which was different from what I imagined before. The tombs I imagined before were generally very narrow. After entering, I found that it was getting more and more spacious. Unlike the previous ones with murals, this one seemed to have been lit. Who is there under the torch? Finally, I explored the place, but found no one. The voice in my consciousness had long since vanished. When I finally found the center, I discovered a thick book. What exactly was this book? I wanted to take it, but I couldn't move it. I could only look at it here! Okay! It seemed like I had to pay to borrow it. I sighed and read it page by page. Looking at the books, I realized something: it seemed that the books contained memories from those years. These memories were confirmed in my mind over and over again. It seemed like there were records of my previous adventures, the warm life I had with my family, and my passionate love.