Chapter 25: Jiaotu Gate (in the Process of Updating)

Rain is still falling.

Messy footsteps and running sounds resounded on the street, and Roland Hill also took this opportunity to walk out of the alley. At this time, there were still many black snake shadows left in the rain on the ground.

She carefully jumped away from the places with snakes, then walked under the eaves of a closed shop somewhere on the street, and walked outside. But it wasn't long before a group of people in uniform and mail arrived. And she was also stopped on the side of the street.

"What's your name and why are you here?" The leader of the team was looking at the girl, frowning slightly.

In the middle of the night, in the middle of the rainy night, it was not normal for such a beautiful girl to appear here.

"I..." The girl had to explain.

After listening to this, the team's brows loosened a little. After all, most people know what happened during the day. It is indeed normal for young people to gather at night to drink and return home late.

"However, I still have to invite you to visit Jiaotumen, stay for a while, and wait for us to verify before letting you go."

"Okay." The girl nodded slightly.

"Can you lend me an umbrella?" She stretched out her hand and looked at the palm that still had water splashes, and the thin air curtain around her body could not completely block the thick rain.

"Okay. Give this lady an umbrella."

An oil-paper umbrella was handed to Roland Hill, she propped it up, and followed some people to the location of the official in the city.

After entering a heavily-handled courtyard, the door of one of the houses has long been opened, and there are several armored soldiers guarding the door and inside.

"Wait here for now, but you can't communicate freely here." A soldier said so, and then let the girl in.

There were already several people standing in this house, all of whom seemed to be residents who were found not far from the scene. Among them, there were old and young, and there was a young girl who was familiar with Ying Canxiao, who was famous in the general election.

"Is Miss Jialan also implicated?" He saw the girl entering the room and stood up to ask.

"Yes." Roland Hill shook his head helplessly.

"It's also impossible. Let's wait here for a while. The whereabouts of the few of us can be proved by many in the same year, so don't worry too much."

"Yes." Roland Hill put the umbrella in the corner of the door, looked at everyone standing or sitting in the house, and found a place to sit down for the time being, closing his eyes and resting.

The emerald green tree in the body is still not high, but the branches and leaves on its branches are much more lush than before, lush and lush. The fluffy bird in the tree now also made a nest out of a branch, and sat inside it, closing its eyes and snoring. Seeing that figure seems to be a little fatter.

The girl's consciousness slowly immersed in it, as if she had become the bird sleeping peacefully in the nest, and opened her eyes.

She moved her wings and feet, stood up, and looked at the small berries in the branches and leaves above her head. Some of them were green, some were yellow, and some seemed to be ripe and emitting an attractive red.

I tried to wave my wings, but it was still difficult to fly. The world of consciousness is different from the outside world. Being able to fly here seems to mean some kind of conceptual change. It is estimated that Sequence Three is required.

The little bird incarnated by Roland Hill jumped between the branches, pecked off a red berry, and swallowed it in his belly. A warm feeling rose from his heart, and then he felt his extraordinary core. A little more refined.

If it takes a while, it will probably be able to advance to Sequence 3, and it is said that there will be a mental disturbance at that time. If there is no wisdom, it is likely to be confused by it, and the advancement will fail.

This is the obstacle to promotion to Sequence 3 in the new era. For human beings and other intelligent creatures, it is not difficult, but for some monsters or monsters, it is a hurdle. It is easy to be confused by those familiar feelings and sink into instinct.

In Sequence 4, it was another obstacle. According to Yu Baiqiu, you would encounter various illusions to confuse and disturb you. Let your nostalgia be hard to let go of, there are thousands of them, all from all kinds of fantasies and distractions in your heart.

If there is no resistance to the past, the transcendent core will dissipate into the original mana (principal force) and start all over again.

Thinking of the heart block she will encounter in the future, the girl shook her head and remembered another statement she heard. That is, regardless of these disturbing things, forcibly use force to break the trick, under the interference of various fears from the outside world, forcibly calm down, and advance under huge pressure. This can also be successful, but it is like skipping classes. Although today is over, it will only be more difficult next time. If you want to continue to advance, you will have to make up for the skipped exam sooner or later.

Just like an exam in general, it starts with simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, then multiplication, and then equations, all kinds of rational and irrational numbers, sets, etc.

If you skip classes a few times, and then face more and more complicated problems, you will not be able to start, and you will fail miserably.

When she thought about this, her breathing gradually calmed down, as if she fell asleep leaning against the back of the chair, and at this time the clothes on her body were gradually drying.

the next day.

In the morning, the government dispatcher brought rice porridge and let everyone in the room drink it to fill up some hunger. After that, several officials in black came in to ask them one by one. In fact, some questions were asked before I came here last night, but I will repeat them this time to avoid omissions and keep records.

After asking, the man in black nodded.

"Miss Jialan has been disturbed this time. You can take your things and leave." Roland Hill's whereabouts were not a secret at all last night. She was basically with everyone throughout the whole process, and then went back after the banquet. It's a coincidence, after all, the inn where she lives is not far away, and the route is completely right

superior.

And just when Roland Hill was about to leave, she heard some arguing voices.

"Why did you leave the restaurant so early yesterday, but you are still on the street." The man asked Ying Canxiao in front of him.

"I'm just there waiting for someone."

"Wait for who?"

"Wait for the murdered official, Mr. Gao Weiming." Ying Canxiao replied, his eyes fixed as he looked at the questioning official in front of him.

"Do you want to know what happened back then?" The official seemed to know something vaguely, frowning.

"Yes." Ying Canxiao replied in a deep voice.

"Hmph, do you know how many seniors in my Xuanyi Palace were involved in this matter, and the ban in the door has nothing to do with this matter again. Although you are the grandson of the chairperson, if you continue to be obsessed with it, then you and Xuanyi will have nothing to do with it. Gong's affection will fade away." The official seemed a little unhappy.

"If I hadn't broken the casserole and asked to the end."

"I'm afraid it's you who will break first, hum." The official didn't seem to want to say any more, spread out his sleeves, and walked out of the door angrily.

And the young man still stood there, looking at the departing back motionlessly, silent.