Cold, sharp pain.
Xie Chen gasped for air and covered his chest and neck with his hands, trying to ease the pain in his body.
But he found that he was still conscious and could feel pain?
Xie Chen looked at his hands with blurry eyes and found that he was back to the moment when he first arrived at the dungeon.
"Am I... alive again?"
I almost forgot that I had just cleared Chonghui Hotel and obtained one life offset for each copy.
Xie Chen gasped for air and looked at the piece of linen cloth in front of him. He didn't dare to show any slightness this time.
Fortunately, I hadn't gone to see the portrait directly, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to delay it for so long, and I would have died immediately.
At the Chonghui Hotel, relying solely on my own conjectures and reasoning to dig into the relationship between the mask waiter and the hat waiter actually gave me a little taste of the sweetness.
This is also the reason why I dared to guess and define it first when I came to this funeral copy.
After all, not to mention getting a chance to offset his life, he could walk sideways just by relying on the function of the pocket watch in his hand to freeze time and rewind time.
But now I realize that what I thought was a little too beautiful.
Xie Chen has not yet recovered from the fear of death.
The black shadow that killed him just now, he was sure, ran out of the coffin.
But it definitely can’t be a paper man.
Inexplicably, these paper figures don't even have complete bodies, and some only have stumps and broken arms. The head I just saw is actually included here.
The reason why he appeared in this mourning hall should be due to the influence of the black shadow that ran out of the coffin.
Xie Chen raised his head slightly. This time he didn't even dare to raise his head too hard. He just almost saw the bright light in front and quickly stopped raising his head.
Looking further up, there is the big red coffin.
I don't want to see who the dead person is at all, so I just want to get through tonight first.
There is no way to judge the time now, and I am not sure when it will be six o'clock in the morning.
It can only be used up.
Xie Chen stared intently at the ever-burning lamp in front of him, and the tears falling down his cheeks continued at the same pace just now.
Every once in a while, a few tears rolled down her cheeks, and then landed on the ground.
Xie Chen watched quietly, and the ever-bright lamp soon entered a swaying state.
I quickly took two steady steps forward and did not dare to approach rashly.
I only dared to reach for the kerosene next to me and pour some into the lamp of the ever-burning lamp.
I didn't dare to fill it up. When it was almost 80%, I quickly stopped pouring.
After covering the kerosene cap, he immediately took exactly two steps back in an orderly manner.
He knelt down again.
I originally thought that everything should be done step by step and just follow the rules on the linen.
But after I don’t know how long, I realized that it was really painful.
After all, no one can kneel for such a long time, and his numb thighs feel like they are being pricked by thousands of needles at the same time. It would be better if he could stand up and move around now.
But he had to remain motionless, even his attention was already on his thighs.
This numb feeling is a kind of torture for everyone.
Xie Chen gritted his teeth and endured the discomfort in his body. At this moment, he felt something different from a tingling sensation.
It seemed like something was caressing his thigh, and then it went up his thigh, came to his back, and patted down gently.
Xie Chen just endured it without even looking back.
"Xiechen, stop guarding."
"Let's take a rest quickly."
Hearing the voice in his ears calling out his own name, Xie Chen couldn't help but hold his breath.
But after enduring it for a while, the sound slowly dissipated, as if no one had ever been to this mourning hall, and he was the only one kneeling from beginning to end.
During this period, the lamp oil of the Changming lamp was changed twice, and the sound of the suona outside had disappeared by the middle of the night.
However, the crying became more and more obvious. As for the previous phenomenon of laughter coming from the coffin, it never happened again.
This red coffin, which was supported by two wooden stools, made the teacher feel much more stable than before.
While staring at the ever-burning lantern, Xie Chen also placed the linen piece in front of him, staring at these rules from beginning to end, trying to find loopholes in them.
I don’t know how long it took, but even the stimulation from my thighs gradually got used to it.
Light slowly began to appear outside the mourning hall, which was the light of the rising sun.
Xie Chen just knelt in front of the red coffin and could feel several people entering the mourning hall at the same time.
But he didn't raise his head, and they didn't ask him questions. Two of them even walked close to him, their calves already touching his shoulders.
As far as Xie Chen raised his head, he could only see the evergreen lantern and the big red coffin.
These people who come in can also see their trouser legs. Fortunately, they are not off the ground, but real people with their feet on the ground.
This group of people were all wearing dark blue trousers, and they seemed to be discussing something together, but they were so close, but I couldn't even hear a word clearly.
Less than a while later, they could clearly see that the big red coffin was lifted up by them and carried out of the mourning hall.
Xie Chen didn't stop him and was even secretly happy.
It would be great if this copy could be cleared so easily.
After the group of people carried the red coffin out of the mourning hall, the ever-burning lamp was still burning.
Ye Chen slowly moved closer to the ever-burning lamp.
Although the coffin was carried away, only the two wooden stools that held the coffin were left in the rotten and moldy mourning hall.
As well as the original altar table and the portrait on it.
But he still didn't dare to stand up openly, he only dared to raise his head a little higher.
After all, there is no chance to save his life, and the pocket watch cannot be used in this copy. If he misses, he will not have an extra life.
Xie Chen gently held up the Changming lamp with his hands. Just when he was about to cover it with the lampshade, he felt a huge feeling of sleepiness.
I couldn't sleep a wink the whole night, feeling exhausted all over my body, coupled with the pain in my thighs and calves from kneeling for a long time, and the mental tension all night long.
It is a double torture both mentally and physically.
Now as the big red coffin was carried out, it was also the time of six o'clock in the morning as stated in the rules.
"They should have been carried away and cremated..."
Xie Chen murmured to himself, then knelt on the ground and yawned. He didn't mind it at all. He lay down on the floor next to him and closed his eyelids uncontrollably.
He hadn't waited for himself to fall asleep.
But I heard a crashing sound.
Xie Chen was awakened immediately, only to find that he was standing.
There was no light from dawn around, but it was still shrouded in night.
Although it was very dark, and even when looking far away, I couldn't see anything clearly, there was a light source coming from nowhere around me, allowing me to temporarily see my surroundings clearly.
He was now standing at the entrance of an alley, with a road paved with loess beneath his feet.
There was a full moon hanging in the night sky, shining slightly with moonlight.
His own shadow was very short in the moonlight, and there was no light in front of him, so he could only see his shadow being stepped on by his feet.
"Where is this?"
