Leading

He stepped through first. Remembering that Wen Xu-Xu could not see, Bian Chunchou shifted half a step aside to let his friend go ahead. Instead, Wen Xu-Xu pulled him through the... narrow door with him.

Speaking of narrow doors, Bian Chunchou had once had a classmate who was a Christian. That classmate often said people needed to pass through the narrow gate, because the gate leading to sin and destruction was wide, while the gate to eternal life and righteousness was narrow, and the road was small. Naturally, few found it.

Bian Chunchou believed in neither Christianity nor Buddhism, but the moment he crossed the threshold, those words suddenly surfaced in his mind.

Wen Xu, who crossed with him, no longer knew what to say. Sure enough, getting Chunchou to stop thinking was a whole level harder than getting Chen Zui to start.

"Wh-what's wrong?"

Wen Xu pointed at the door ahead, now so narrow it was almost just a crack. "What were you thinking just now?"

Chen Zui had already drawn his blade and looked eager to hack at it. "That crack is even thinner than my blade."

Bian Chunchou clutched his head. "Help, I've sinned!" He should not have let his thoughts run wild. If someone called that a door, anyone who did not know better would think it was the gap left after a wooden door shrank.

Wen Xu had thought his own habit of thinking too much would be their biggest obstacle at this stage. Who knew... when it came to the force, intensity, and sheer spectacle of their thoughts, neither he nor Chen Zui came close to Chunchou.

'Is that really so? There was nothing at all behind this door of mine before~'

It was the Tower Spirit's voice. It seemed to have watched for