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No one dared to respond to that.

The fragments of the bone bowl in the old man's hand floated up one by one and swirled around him.

"Sir, if you break the city rules, don't blame the city for turning against you."

Before he could finish speaking, Guan Jinyue had already pulled the child out, and the pulling force immediately disappeared.

Chen Guan gently patted the coffin lid.

"The backlash will also have to wait its turn."

He has plenty of buffs; it's not time for a broken city rule from the past phantom to be used.

Guan Jinyue glanced at him.

That's a very old saying.

He doesn't quite look like a person in a long robe.

That's out of character (OOC).

But at this moment, she actually felt that this was not bad.

It's rare to hear Chen Guan curse; he's practically a mouthpiece.

The old man raised his hands, and all the door patterns under the stone platform lit up, causing the doors of all the houses in the city to open a crack at the same time.

There was no one in the crack, only red lines peeking out from the crack and leading to the bone well.

The red threads wrapped around the white bones on the outer layer of the bone well, and piece by piece the bones were pulled up to form a tall human-shaped skeleton.

One.

two.

Three.

The bone bells on the twelve wooden stakes all shattered, and the bone fragments became embedded in the skeletons.

The thin man's face lit up with joy, and he scrambled back down to the bottom of the stone platform.

"The city has moved its gatekeepers!"

Guan Jinyue shielded the child behind him, raising his long sword horizontally.

She can't use spatial abilities, and dealing with these things with just swordsmanship is troublesome enough.

Skeletons have no flesh and blood, so they are not afraid of pain or injury. As long as the door marks are still there, they will keep climbing up.

Chen Guan glanced at her.

"Drag it out a bit."

Guan Jinyue asked, "How long?"

Chen Guan thought for a moment, then said seriously, "I don't know."

Guan Jinyue stared at him with his dark eyes and sighed, "You'd better hurry up."

Before she could finish speaking, she had already approached the first skeleton.

The longsword slashed through the bone arm, sending bone fragments flying, but they were pulled back by the red thread after landing.

The second skeleton lunged at him from the side. Guan Jinyue dodged to the side, kicked it in the knee, and smashed its neck bone with the hilt of his sword.

The child wanted to help, and just as he raised the wooden stick, Chen Guan pulled him behind him.

"Go away, you're in charge of eating the pancakes."

The child became anxious: "Teacher!"

Chen Guan pressed him down beside the coffin.

"Watch."

He walked back to the bone well. The door at the bottom of the well was open, and the crack in the door was already a hand's width wide.

There was no road inside, only surging red light.

Chen Guan raised his hand and poured out all the scrap iron, old weapons, rubble, and other miscellaneous things from his storage ring.

A whole bunch of junk! He never expected there to be so much junk inside his ring.

The old man was stunned.

The person kneeling by the well was also stunned.

The tall, thin man couldn't help but yell, "What are you doing?"

Chen Guan did not answer.

He picked out a flat piece of iron from the clutter and then picked up a charcoal stick.

The charcoal stick was the same piece the child used for writing.

He wrote a word on the piece of iron.

door.

Because the sheet metal was uneven, even the handwriting on Chen Guan's coffin was ugly.

But as the final stroke was made, the patterns on the city wall and the bone well swayed simultaneously.

Chen Guan looked at the iron sheet and confirmed that it was useful.

The characters taught by the Tongxuan Turtle Sect were not learned in vain.

The child opened his eyes wide.

"Teacher, this word..."

Chen Guan threw the iron sheet into the bone well.

The piece of iron fell into the well, and the red light in the crack of the door dimmed slightly.

The old man's face drained of color: "You're changing the name of the gate?"

Chen Guan ignored him and continued writing.

Return.

He had seen the child write this character before, and he remembered its structure clearly.

The iron sheet was dropped into the well.

The red light dimmed a little more.

The red lines outside the bone well began to become tangled, and the seven hidden red clasps that had been holding the child loosened a little.

The child looked down at his feet.

He was able to move an inch.

Guan Jinyue severed the waist bone of the skeleton in front of him with a single sword strike. Upon seeing this, he spun his sword even faster.

The old man stepped down from the stone platform, bone powder falling from his face.

"impossible!"

"You said back then that the name of the gate cannot be changed casually."

Chen Guan ignored him, telling him to go find whoever told him, and wrote down the third character on his own.

Family.

A piece of iron fell into the well.

This time, a deep echo came from the bottom of the well.

The wind pushed open all the gates of the city.

The person hiding inside was finally forced to show their face.

They saw the red light in the bone well fading.

I noticed that the seven hidden fastener marks at the child's feet were cracking.

They also saw Chen Guan standing by the well, throwing pieces of scrap iron with writing on them into the well.

The smile on the thin man's face vanished.

He shouted at the old man, "Lord of the city, stop him! If the gate doesn't withstand seven knocks, we'll all die in the next storm!"

The old man did not move.

He stared at Chen Guan's hand, forcing out a sentence, "Sir, you found it?"

Chen Guan raised his eyes.

The old man took half a step back, as if he were seeing that person from many years ago.

"You sat under the city gate for three days back then, saying that the gate was missing a word."

"But you just can't remember."

"You said, you've lost your way, and you've lost the person in the coffin too."

Chen Guan's fingers paused.

The person in the coffin?

Guan Jinyue also heard this.

She turned to look at the coffin behind Chen Guan.

She knew there was someone in the coffin.

But now, they are not in the modern world, but in a mural; what they see before them is nothing more than a dream of Huaxu.

Is it a coincidence? But this is far too much of a coincidence.

Chen Guan didn't turn around; he threw the iron plate with the writing on it into the well.

What word are you saying?

The old man's lips moved slightly.

Before he could finish speaking, a skeletal hand suddenly emerged from the door at the bottom of the bone well.

With that hand gripping the well wall, it forcefully pushed half of the door open.

The red light rose again.

The seven hidden clasp marks that had just cracked under the child's feet were closed up again.

He was pulled forward abruptly.

Guan Jinyue was closest and reached out to grab his cloak, but a red thread wrapped around her wrist.

She swung her sword and severed the red thread; another red thread had already wrapped around the child's ankle.

The child was dragged toward the well.

Chen Guan turned around and grabbed the child by the back of the collar.

The red line is taut.

The child was half-hanging over the edge of the well, and the half-eaten piece of bread in his hand fell into the well.

He watched as the pie fell into the red light, and his lips trembled.

"teacher."

Chen Guan grabbed him, and placed his other hand on the coffin lid.

This time, he didn't stop; the coffin lid was pushed open a crack.

All the door patterns in the city went dark at the same moment.

The skeletal hand at the bottom of the well also stopped in mid-air.

The old man's face had lost all color.

"Are you crazy?!"

Chen Guan looked down at the door in the well. He and Guan Jinyue didn't have the power to overturn the table, but that didn't mean the rules here had to be followed.

Please, another version of myself.

Only rules can fight against rules, and only then can this tug-of-war be won.

Moreover, Chen Guan also wanted to know whether what was behind him was Lao Ji or something else from the man in the long robe.

A trace of the original body's aura leaked out from the crack in the coffin, responding to Chen Guan's request.

Instantly, all the white bones outside the bone well bowed their heads, and the assembled human-shaped skeletons scattered all over the ground.

The tall, thin man knelt on the ground, unable to even crawl.

Guan Jinyue stood beside the coffin, her silver hair blowing in the wind. This was the first time she had ever been so close to the coffin.

She could sense that someone was inside.

The red thread on the child's foot came loose, and Chen Guan pulled him back to the ground.

The child fell onto the sand, the cloak in his arms came undone, and all seven hidden buttons lit up, then went dark one by one.