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When Mr. Zheng met Minghua, he was still studying for a Ph.D. in the Philosophy Department of Yanda University. That was almost 30 years ago.

At this time 30 years ago, Mr. Zheng participated in a demonstration and followed a large group of Yanda and Qinghua students to walk to Daanmen, more than ten kilometers away, to hold a demonstration and protest. After the end, he walked back to school.Although things got out of hand later and many students were arrested, since Mr. Zheng's father was a professor at Yanda University and he was not a student leader himself, he passed through that period without incident.

At that time, Ming Hua had appeared on the campus of Yanda University.Mr. Zheng is not very clear about the specifics, but according to his father, there were unclean things inciting the student group at that time, and Minghua was going to solve this matter.

Thinking about it now, students are indeed susceptible to incitement, and the media at that time also played a role in fueling the flames. Coupled with the influence of foreign forces, the nature of that incident became very bad.Although the matter was finally suppressed, it had a very bad influence.

After that, Teacher Zheng also met Minghua several times, sometimes as the abbot of Baiyun Temple to communicate.

Mr. Zheng was originally a staunch atheist, but as he grew older and sat in his current position, he also knew that many things could not be explained clearly.

Decades have passed, and Minghua's appearance has not changed. No one knows who Minghua is.Mr. Zheng was also curious, but after a long time, he got used to it.

Opening the door, seeing that it was Ming Hua, Teacher Zheng was also a little surprised. "Master Minghua, what a coincidence, why are you here?"

"I just came here to do something."

"Come in and sit, come in and sit."

"No, where is Meng Lijun?"

"He should still be climbing the mountain."

"Zheng Xun." Ming Hua suddenly turned down, and called Teacher Zheng's name, "Where is Meng Lijun?"

It was the first time Teacher Zheng saw Minghua's expressionless face, and he couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead, "I don't know too well."

"If you have to make a choice, I advise you to think about the consequences."

"He...was taken away by a man with white hair."

"Where did you take it?"

"I really don't know about it. He just said that Lijun will be fine."

"Meng Lijun is your student."

"Master Minghua, don't forget that when you came to me, you said that Lijun is from your world. Since it is a matter of your world, I don't want to interfere."

Ming Hua frowned and stopped asking.

The supervisor was lying on the sofa, his tail wagging boredly behind him, looking leisurely.On the other hand, Meng Lijun on the other side was sitting on the sofa for one person, waiting for the supervisor to speak with a serious face, his anxious look was in stark contrast to the supervisor.

"Why did Minghua kill my parents?" Meng Lijun didn't have Minghua in his memory, so he still didn't quite believe what the supervisor said.

"He killed you, what's so strange about killing your parents?" After the supervisor finished speaking, he reached for the fruit juice on the tea table, but he was still barely within reach, so he looked at Meng Lijun, "Take that hand to me."

Meng Lijun turned his head and saw that the cup was only a few centimeters away from the supervisor's fingers, "Take it yourself!"

"Hmm..." The supervisor pouted and withdrew his hand, "I'm so thirsty, I can't speak."

"..." Meng Lijun's head was full of veins, he resisted the urge to get angry, got up, picked up the juice and handed it to the supervisor.

"I'm not Qinglong, Minghua didn't kill me."

"Why don't you? You look exactly alike."

Meng Lijun also vaguely guessed that he and Qinglong were similar in appearance before, but someone told him so directly, there was still a rippling in his heart.

"Just because you look the same doesn't mean you're the same person."

"That's right." The supervisor nodded, and put the juice back on the coffee table, "Qinglong is much more fierce than you, and never plays with me."

"If I can go out, see if I can still play with you."

The guard snorted dissatisfiedly, "This house has eight doors leading to the outside, if you want to go out, you can go out anytime."

Meng Lijun looked around. The house the supervisor said was a modern villa. The place they were in was the living room. There was a floor-to-ceiling window behind the living room, and outside the window was a terrace and a vast lake.There is a spacious kitchen on one side of the living room, and a corridor between the two areas leads to other places.Since Meng Lijun hasn't moved around since he came here, he doesn't know where the corridor leads to.

"Then I... just leave?" Naturally, Meng Lijun would not be polite to the guards, and after he finished speaking, he got up and walked to the corridor.

The supervisor didn't care about him, but said as if the matter had nothing to do with him: "It's good to do it yourself."

Meng Lijun looked back at the supervisor, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, but he still decided to look around.

He first walked out along the corridor, and soon came to the gate of this villa.Walking out of the gate, you can see a small courtyard, and there is a garage on the right hand side, where several luxury cars are parked.

The luxury car did not have a license plate, and it was impossible to tell where the car belonged.Looking at the shadows on the ground, it should be noon, but Meng Lijun took out his mobile phone to check, and it was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed over.Meng Lijun fixed his eyes, and it turned out to be a huge Tibetan mastiff.

Meng Lijun felt that he was finished.A Tibetan mastiff can fight three wolves at the same time, and its viciousness can be imagined.This Tibetan mastiff has not been tied up, isn't he a lamb waiting to be slaughtered for it?

Meng Lijun was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, and subconsciously raised his hands to resist the Tibetan mastiff's attack.However, at this critical moment, a burst of light suddenly flashed, and when Meng Lijun opened his eyes again, he saw that the Tibetan Mastiff had retreated.

He looked at his palm, the dark green light was disappearing, but he could vaguely see a circular pattern emitting light.

The pattern was exactly the same as the one that Minghua painted on his back back then, it was a blue dragon totem.

After a while, the light disappeared completely, and the pattern disappeared.Meng Lijun looked at his palms and backs repeatedly, and there was nothing unusual, as if the moment just now was just a hallucination.However, the Tibetan Mastiff, who was not far away, was indeed lying on the side, staring at him warily, but did not rush forward again.

Meng Lijun remembered that Minghua had told him that he locked something up.Is there really another person inside him?

If so...

Thinking of this, Meng Lijun couldn't help but feel a chill down his back.

In any case, the most important thing is to leave here.

The gate of the courtyard was not far away, and Meng Lijun stepped on the stone path to the gate, but it was no surprise that the gate could not be pushed at all.Not only can't you push it, but when you touch it, it's like touching a wall.Meng Lijun looked carefully, there was always a certain gap between his hand and the door, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch the door.There is no lock on the door, and it seems so within reach, but as long as you reach out, you always feel that the door is in another world.

Meng Lijun recalled what the supervisor had said.Since this house has eight doors leading to the outside, it must have nothing to do with the formal gate, because there are no eight gates in this yard.

That being the case, the door mentioned by the supervisor is likely to be the small door in the villa.Meng Lijun walked back into the house again, but this time he did not walk along the corridor to the living room, but went left and came to another area on the first floor.

There are many decorations hanging on the long corridor. After walking for a long time, a small door appeared on the right hand side ahead.Meng Lijun opened the door cautiously, only to see that behind the door was a toilet separated from wet and dry, and there was a door curtain on the wall directly opposite.He walked over and opened the curtain, and found that there was a small hot spring pool here, and there was a glass door opposite the pool. When he went out, he found that there was an open-air hot spring outside.The open-air hot spring is connected to the terrace outside the living room, facing the beautiful lake.

Meng Lijun walked towards the lake. He wanted to reach out and touch the lake water, but he bumped into a transparent wall.It seems that this is also a dead end.

Turning around and going back to the corridor, Meng Lijun came to the second floor along the stairs at the end of the corridor.As a result, as soon as he got to the second floor, he was stunned, because a corridor appeared in front of him, and eight identical doors were located on both sides of the corridor.

Could this be the eight doors the supervisor said?

He carefully opened the first door on the right. It was an ordinary bedroom, nothing special.The next six doors are the same, and there is no mechanism in the room, the windows can be opened, but after opening, there is nothing but a courtyard and a terrace, and the outside and the lake are both impassable.

Until the last door was opened, the layout of the room was exactly the same as the living room, and the guard was still sitting on the sofa playing games.Meng Lijun backed out of the door again, and found himself in the corridor on the first floor.It seems that the door on the second floor is connected to the living room on the first floor.

"How is it? My villa is not bad." The supervisor looked at the display screen and asked without looking back.

Meng Lijun knew that the supervisor would not let him go easily, but he still asked with the mentality of treating a dead horse like a living horse doctor: "Where are the eight doors you mentioned?"

"Find it yourself."

The expected answer.

Meng Lijun rolled his eyes and had no choice but to sit down on the sofa.He looked at the protagonist on the screen who was manipulated by the guards, and suddenly felt that he was somewhat similar to him.

The male protagonist is also trapped in the police station and cannot get out, and is also looking for various clues.Except for the fact that the police station is full of zombies, the two are almost in the same predicament.

Meng Lijun couldn't bear to see the guards always taking the protagonist to die.After "YOUAREDEAD" appeared on the screen again, he grabbed the handle in the guard's hand and asked, "Do you have anything to eat here? It will take several hours to clear the customs."