I am a winner with Chinese poetry

Enter through the door with the words "Young women are at fault first" written on it, enter through the door with the words "Young men are more at fault" written on it, and enter through the last door with the words "Old women are the main culprit" written on it.

Gu Yunzhou suddenly realized that they were supposed to watch the video and choose the correct answer. He had to admit that the assessment in the School of Arts was quite advanced. Looking at the three doors before him, Gu Yunzhou fell into a brief moment of contemplation.

According to him, all three of them had problems: the woman ignored her parents' opposition and was determined to marry the man, even at the cost of angering her parents to death; the man was heartless and ungrateful, and was not a good person for not helping someone in need; and the old woman was even more so, she was arrogant, domineering, sarcastic, and did not behave like an elder at all.

However, if one had to decide who was right or wrong among these three, it would probably be hard to tell. After all, their actions all contributed to the tragedy, and it's impossible to simply pin the blame on one party. So, what should he choose? Gu Yunzhou couldn't help but fall into deep thought...

Looking at the situation, he had to choose the one he liked from among these three people! But what if he didn't want to choose any of them? In his opinion, all three of them were at fault, just for different reasons, but could the matter really be decided so simply?

Gu Yunzhou smiled, ignoring the three doors before him as he strode towards the kitchen. As expected, the previous inability to enter the kitchen disappeared, and he walked into the kitchen with ease. The kitchen was silent and hushed. The old woman, her son, and the woman were all gone. Only a wooden door stood quietly in a corner.

Gu Yunzhou pushed open the wooden door without hesitation. As expected, he saw an alley behind it. Meanwhile, the three doors behind him were moving with great fanfare, emitting bursts of soft, precious light, a clear sign that treasures must be hidden behind them. However, Gu Yunzhou left without a backward glance, even quickening his pace.

As he stepped into the alley, the house behind him quietly disappeared, leaving only a wall, as if the house had never existed. Gu Yunzhou frowned slightly, took a deep breath, and continued walking forward.

Soon, he passed through the alley and unexpectedly came to a square. The square was empty, and the most eye-catching thing was a war drum more than one meter tall, which was placed in the middle, making it particularly eye-catching.

The drum is thick and simple, with mysterious patterns engraved on it, as if telling of its past glory and vicissitudes. The presence of the war drum makes people feel a strong power and majesty, as if it is the master of this square.

Two paths stretched out from behind the war drum. One seemed dark and deep, fraught with unknown dangers; the other was relatively peaceful and ordinary, yet also shone with a hint of mystery. At the end of each path, shadowy trees could be seen, suggesting they led in different directions. However, no matter which path he chose, he would have to go around the front of the war drum, which made Gu Yunzhou feel uneasy.

For some reason, this war drum gave him a very dangerous feeling. The closer he got to it, the stronger the feeling became.

Gu Yunzhou estimated the time and found that he had been here for about ten minutes. It seemed very simple. He just watched a family ethics drama for free and then easily bypassed a large number of buildings and came directly to the central part of the maze. It looked like the exit was right in front of him.

He remembered Xie Wanwan's meaningful smile before he came in, and it was impossible for him to be so relaxed. After thinking for a moment, he decided to trust his intuition, no longer hesitated, and resolutely walked towards the seemingly ordinary road.

As he passed the war drum, a burst of muffled thunder suddenly sounded, like a thunder that shook the earth and shook the heart. The drum beat was passionate and inspiring, full of indomitable spirit, and it made people feel a tremor from the depths of their souls.

"So powerful!" Gu Yunzhou couldn't help but look back. He saw the war drums, majestic and powerful, their sounds seemingly capable of shaking mountains and crumbling peaks. Goosebumps covered his skin, and an indescribable fighting spirit rose within him. His blood boiled, and he wished he could rush forward and engage the enemy immediately.

But apart from the passionate drumbeats and war drums, there was no other change. Gu Yunzhou no longer hesitated and flashed into the seemingly peaceful road.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, he saw the walls on both sides of the road began to peel off, and black shadows began to walk out from them.

These shadows have different shapes. Some are humanoid creatures with wolf heads, some are ferocious beasts that walk upright, and some look similar to humans but have long tails and ears.

"Demons! How come there are so many demons here!" Gu Yunzhou was extremely shocked. Although this was the first time he saw them, he could tell at a glance that these were the demons living in the Tianxing Continent.

Together with the Barbarians, they are collectively referred to by the human race as the Yaoman. Unlike the Barbarians, who are known for their bravery and might, the Yaomen are known for their agility and cunning. The three tribes fight among themselves, each eager to become the overlord of the Tianxing Continent.

Before he could think about it, suddenly, a strong wind blew over. Gu Yunzhou instinctively dodged to the side, and saw a fox with gray fur all over its body, retracting its claws and staring at him fiercely.

At the next moment, monsters attacked from four directions at the same time, intending to completely block his retreat.

"No matter how many times you are beaten, you will still be strong. No matter which direction the wind blows from, you will still be strong! Solid!" In the crisis, Gu Yunzhou's mind became clearer. His lips moved and he recited the poem quickly. A tough and upright bamboo appeared, and a light green halo quickly formed to cover Gu Yunzhou.

Just as the aperture rose, attacks from several demon tribes came one after another. The aperture shook, and it looked like a stone thrown into the water, causing ripples.

Gu Yunzhou's face changed slightly, and the literary energy in his body quickly flowed towards the bamboo. Instead of retreating, he took out a sharp sword from the Wen Palace, aimed at a rabbit as tall as a man that was waving its claws at his face, and chopped at its front claws before it could retract them.

Yes, he chopped it off. In his previous life, Gu Yunzhou lived in a society ruled by law, where swords and knives were controlled items. He would usually just touch the Tai Chi sword of the square dance master, so how could he possibly use a sword? But his timing was just right. The sword was bought from the Fang family, so it was quite sharp. With one swipe of the sword, the snow-white rabbit claw fell to the ground.

There was no blood gushing out of the wound, but a black gas surged out. The rabbit seemed to feel no pain. Instead of retreating, it continued to attack him with its other front paw.