My Cell Prison

Chapter 158: Writer and Uninvited Guest

Han Dong stood by the window.

Staring at Cass and Sophia who successfully left the mansion.

Slightly touch the 'Crow Mark' on the back of your hand.

The black shadow flickered, and Dr. Beak's costume covered Han Dong's body.

Deep into the secret road, go to the third floor of the West Building-[Creative Room].

Xiao Xiaoyan's eyes appear to be 'obstructive' in the 'fog environment'.

It is too thick white fog, so that even Han Dong who opened the little magic eye can not see the road clearly.

Furthermore, Han Dong's tentacles can also distract Han Dong.

韩 After careful observation by Han Dong, the tentacles are just an illusion made of mist, which is not too dangerous. For the sake of action, temporarily close [Little Magic Eye].

Vision is normal.

There is only a small amount of white fog on the ground in the dense road, and there will not be much interference.

I just went deep.

From the perspective of the building structure, the East and West Buildings are separated by a three-meter-thick wall.

However, this closed passage was designed for reasons and folded back and forth, resulting in a length of tens of meters ... It seems that the time to travel to the third floor of the West Building was deliberately increased.

During walking, Han Dong carried a portable kerosene lamp for lighting.

"Sister Winow ... [Writer] What is the role of this profession? It seems to have a very high position in the Holy City."

"You don't even know this? Let me tell you briefly ... The writer is in private and is also called a 'communist'."

"Communicator?"

"Yes, people who do n’t just write something casually can be called [writers], and only those who are exceptionally talented at the spiritual level can be included in the list of [writers].

The role of writers is mainly twofold.

First, communicate with 'Fate Space'.

Through their own talents, they can often write articles that reveal the secrets of fate space.

Sometimes, it is even possible to write a storyline corresponding to the destiny event, greatly improving the survival probability of the knights entering the difficult copy.

This kind of targeted story creation will consume a lot of energy of the writer, and only focus on the fate events above the knight.

In addition, the former writers' association and the Bell Tower also developed a "Fate Book of Destiny", which included the corresponding titles of all events, which is of great significance to the understanding of the space of destiny.

Secondly, some [writers] with outstanding perception can even combine their creative dreams with their own dreams at night and walk out of the city walls with a high latitude attitude without being noticed by life outside the city.

Bring us very intuitive out-of-city intelligence and provide early warning of some dangerous situations.

Last month, for example, a core member of the Association, through a dream, spied to the west of the city wall, nearly four kilometers away from the mountain, there was a newly built nest of the fallen.

The knights received information to attack decisively, annihilating high-level life in development and an unstable space crack.

Once the space fissure is made into a portal by high-level life and the nest is formed, it will pose a huge threat to the holy city. "

"Communicate destiny, dream outside the city! Is this a writer?"

"Yes, writers are important to the holy city ... Relatively, the risk of becoming a writer is extremely high.

Since the writer is more powerful and 'diffusive' than us at the level of the spiritual brain, it is easy to be followed by life outside the city and is also easily affected by the spirit.

He therefore founded the Holy City Writers Association and gave them the title of "Knighthood", allowing them to live on the third floor safely.

The entire third floor is covered by spiritual nodules, which further isolates and protects the writers from remote influences ... as far as possible, isolates the interference from life outside the city to them.

I did not expect that something went wrong ... Viscount Alex was also considered as one of the important members of the writing association. This matter must be investigated clearly to find out the reasons and prevent more writers from being affected. Otherwise it will bring unimaginable harm to the Holy City. "

西 While Searest briefly explained the career of writer.

The two also walked out of the passage and officially came to the lobby area on the third floor of the West Building.

There are no stairs or elevators here.

Coming up directly from the west building, you also need to activate some secret passages or folding staircases to reach the creative room on this floor.

"The [creation room] of a writer really needs to be absolutely peaceful.

连 Even the design of the position of the windows and the placement of various objects are very particular ... In this way, a special 'air field' suitable for creation is formed.

The entry of outsiders will disturb the 'qi field' and affect the mood of the creator.

Generally, writers, like Alex, have a separate or one-story creative room, which is completely forbidden to outsiders. "

Han Dong understood this, "So it turns out, I thought Cass's father had any unseen secrets."

The first time I stepped in here, the vision of the two was already attracted.

The main creation room facing right away opened a gap slightly, and a large amount of mist could be seen from the inside.

Open your eyes!

When Xiao Xiao's eyes opened again, the scene she saw made Han Dong cold sweat, and she couldn't help but take a step back.

A lot!

Correct! A large number of white tentacles crawled between the door slits.

Sway,

Creeping,

I was like waving to Han Dong.

"What did you see?"

"A lot of dense tentacles ... unbelievable. Sister Wino, I try to see, you must keep a distance of more than three meters from me."

Buzz!

suddenly.

细 A thin line of light formed in the hands of Sileste, entangled Han Dong's wrist.

Once there is any abnormal or crisis situation, Searest will drag Han Dong back through the Holy Light thin line.

Purr ...

Han Dong took a deep breath and temporarily closed the little magic eye.

屏蔽 As far as possible, shield the horror picture of tentacles dancing wildly in my mind, and slowly lean to the door.

Through the white mist spilling out.

Han Dong first saw a figure faintly sitting at a desk.

In order to see more clearly, Han Dong slowly squeezed in through the door slit.

I was standing inside the room as she passed through the door gap.

东 Han Dong intuitively saw a middle-aged man with red eyes and was struggling to write a book ... Han Dong didn't see clearly what was written ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I don't know why.

Even if Han Dongming is just standing at the door of the study, his back has been soaked with cold sweat ... an illusion of stepping into the endless abyss, even feeling that one step forward will completely fall into the abyss.

我 "I ... I need to see more clearly."

When Han Dong opened his eyes again.

An unforgettable picture was printed in Han Dong's head.

Xi Huagui's study has no place to stay at all, and the ground is covered with dense white tentacles.

Alas, the tentacles are just 'trivial matters'.

Han Dong also saw an extra 'uninvited guest'.

He was standing next to Viscount Alex, who was struggling to write a book, with a ‘not clear’ guest.

A guest covered by a yellow robe can only be seen by the little devil's eyes.

Why did you say ‘not too clear’.

Because in Han Dong's vision, this person does not seem to belong to the current dimension, and there is a black light outline around his body to completely separate it from the study.

at this time.

This 'guest' seems to feel the gaze of a stranger, slowly turning his body, the face under the hood is about to be exposed in Han Dong's vision.

"Wino !!!"

At the critical moment, Han Dong shouted hard.

All of a sudden, a number of holy silk threads wrapped around Han Dong's body and yanked him away from the study.

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