这扇门,如一位袈裟褴褛、修练极深的高僧,上面散布着一块块苍老的锈斑,但依然散发着一种张扬的傲气。艾络轻轻地贴在门上,从口袋里抽出一把古铜色的钥匙,伸进钥匙孔里,“啪”的一声脆响,艾络推开门,铁门吱呀一声在沉静清凉的空气中发 This door, such as a ragged and highly trained monk, is lined with old patches of rust but still exudes an arrogant pride. Ai Luo gently affixed to the door, pulled out from his pocket a bronze key, into the keyhole, “snapped ” squeaky, Ai network push open the door, iron door squeaks in the quiet cool The hair in the air