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The grown-up stopped his voice, probably not expecting Lin Mutao to ignore him at all.

Lin Mutao walked into the new classroom and looked around again, and found that it was very similar to the previous classroom.

This time, Lin Mutao didn't try to draw the arrangement of the classroom with paper, because she knew that it was impossible to draw, but she still used a pen to paint every passage she passed. There were signs behind one of the doors.

Isn’t it true that there is only one exit in this world? Then she has to rummage through all the doors, and there will always be an exit, right?

Lin Mutao just walked around like this, pushing open a door when she saw it, but the rooms were all the same, and nothing had changed.

Now Lin Mutao has walked through more than a dozen classrooms, she is now standing in a brand new classroom.

She looked around, there were doors on all four walls, she followed her intuition to the front door.

Just as I was about to touch the door handle, I suddenly felt that the whole classroom was spinning.

The entire classroom was turned upside down, and the desks and chairs in the classroom fell down and were thrown around in the air.

Lin Mutao was also among them, she was thrown into the air, and her stomach was overturned. This is simply more uncomfortable than sitting on the big pendulum ten times.

She gritted her teeth and tried her best to protect her head from being hit by the table and chairs.

Occasionally, some hits her arms and legs, and immediately there are blue and purple marks, but Lin Mutao still tries her best to stabilize her body.

The whole world here is created by that adult, he can not only change the order of the classrooms at will, but also rotate the classrooms.

She struggled to get up, raised her head, and found that the classroom she was in was completely turned over.

The front door she wanted to open earlier had been moved to the ceiling, and now her back was against a door on the floor that she had never opened.

Tables and chairs were piled up in a mess, forming a hill that reached the ceiling.

The most convenient way to leave now is to open the door where she is sitting.

Lin Mutao felt uncomfortable, but she raised the corner of her mouth and laughed silently.

—he was in a hurry.

Why did that adult have the ability to rotate the direction of the room at will, but he didn't use it in those classrooms that Lin Mutao walked through before?

Because the classrooms she walked through didn't matter. When he saw that she wanted to open that door, the lord became anxious, and he resorted to means to force Lin Mutao to choose another door.

Lin Mutao raised her head to look at the door she originally wanted to leave, but it was now on the ceiling, blocked by a mountain of tables and chairs.

This door must lead to a very important place, and she must see it.

After reaching the top, she tried to open the door, only to find that the door opened outwards. But now it was blocked by the pile of tables and chairs, and there was no way to open it.

She had to remove the stack of tables and chairs so the door could be opened.

Lin Mutao's hands and feet were bruised and blue when the room was rotated just now.

But she still stood **** the pile of tables and chairs, and then threw the remains of the tables and chairs one by one.

Although the tables and chairs are not heavy, they are still very tiring for Lin Mutao.

Her face was covered with beads of sweat, but she still did not stop, instead she worked harder.

There seems to be an impetus in her heart, since she doesn't want to let her go through this door, then she will go through this door.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Mutao finally threw the table and chairs down. The mountain of tables and chairs is finally low, and the small half of the tables and chairs are stacked wobbly together. Lin Mutao stood up staggeringly, she tried her best to control her balance, pulled open the door on the ceiling, and then jumped up with both hands.

What surprised Lin Mutao was that the room that the door led to was finally no longer a classroom, but a mourning hall.

And finally she is not alone, there are many people coming and going in the room, and they are all older.

Everyone looked sad, the man was wearing a black formal suit, the woman was wearing a black kimono, with a white flower in his ear.

The room is solemnly furnished, and there is a sadness in the air. Even if someone spoke in the room, the voice was lowered, making the atmosphere of the room more solemn.

There is a black coffin at the front of the mourning hall, and the pale light shines straight on the black and white photo at the front.

Lin Mutao raised her head and looked at the posthumous photo in the front. The boy in the photo looked young, with delicate features, but there was a big red spot on his face. Some long hair blocked his eyes.

But obviously his face is very asymmetrical, because his other ear seems to be p-up, and it is very incongruous like a fake. Is this the funeral of the adult after his death?

At this time, a wrinkled face, wearing a black kimono holding a white flower, a woman of about fifty years old walked towards Lin Mutao.

She looked very kind, and said with a slightly curved mouth, "Are you here for my son's funeral?"

Lin Mutao hesitantly replied: "Ah, yes..."

The woman patted Lin Mutao's hand kindly, and said with some emotion, "Hey...you're the first classmate who came to see him...heh, I don't know what this kid really is. What's the matter...Since I was so ruthless and died..."

Lin Mutao pursed her lips and said solemnly, "Please condolences..."

Lin Mutao wanted to ask more questions, but the entire mourning hall seemed to be split in half suddenly by a transparent axe, which was sharply pulled to the left and right.

Lin Mutao turned her head to look, the coffin in the middle and the posthumous photo were also torn in half, and the boy's face was torn in half. Half with red birthmarks are very gloomy, half smiling brightly, like two people separated.

Lin Mutao widened her eyes, she saw with her own eyes the body of a man standing in the middle was torn in half along with the room, but no blood came out, the man still kept twisting The movement of the head talking to the other person, even the mouth that was separated in half is still open and closed, without the slightest pain.

These people are not abnormal, it seems that these people are not real people, but imagined by the adult.

Lin Mutao can also see that the color on their body is gradually fading, just like an old photo, from color to faint black and white, and then disappear.

Lin Mutao had a flash of inspiration, could this not be something that really happened after the death of that lord?

It's the fantasy of the adult. When he dies, there will be many people who love him to visit him at his funeral...

The ground was shaking violently, Lin Mutao was almost unable to stabilize her body, she had to leave this room quickly.

Lin Mutao turned her head and ran towards the door she first came in.

When the color of the door dissipated to almost transparent, Lin Mutao finally touched the door handle.

She twisted the doorknob and ran in, only to find herself back in the first room she had just started.

Damn space overlap again!

Lin Mutao turned her head and opened the door again, only to find that behind the door was no longer the mourning hall, but a brand new classroom. That mourning hall... disappeared...

Lin Mutao took a deep breath, pushed open the other door of the classroom and walked out. The outside was still a long and quiet corridor.

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Lin Mutao said slowly: "No! I have found it!"

"You... found it? How is that possible!"

This time, Lin Mutao did not enter the new classroom to explore. She stood on the edge of the corridor, leaning on the railing and looking at the blood downstairs, as if there was such a charming scenery below. .

Lin Mutao smiled and said tentatively: "This space is your world, right? You said that this space has only one exit, but in fact the exit is not hidden in these Inside the room."

"The real exit has always been under my nose."

"You... what do you mean?" The voice was a little panicked.

Lin Mutao supported her with both hands, turned over the railing, and closed her eyes. She didn't need to open her eyes to know what kind of scene was below - it was blood red and blood red and couldn't see to the end.

The world constructed by adults is not only the rooms that can be rotated and overlapped, but also—this corridor, the high sky outside the corridor... But no matter how he changed the room, he did not change this The location of the corridor, because he wanted to confuse Lin Mutao, this corridor was not constructed by him.

And Lin Mutao had long discovered that when this adult was building his own world, he buried his memory in it unconsciously. But he didn't want people to notice, so he constructed room after room, wrapping these memories in them layer by layer.

Lin Mutao wasn't sure where the exit was before, but when she entered the mourning hall where the lord had been trying to prevent her from entering, she understood that since the lord was willing to take the bullied person The classroom and the funeral he imagined moved in, so the moment he died was also a memory he couldn't forget, and he would definitely move in too!

And that adult jumped to his death.

At this moment, Lin Mutao abandoned all the distracting thoughts in her heart, and she jumped.

The wind whistled past her ears.

The author has this to say:

Lin Mutao guessed the wrong exit and jumped to her death.

End of the show. 【Bushi! ! 】