Mysterious recovery: I have a corpse vein

Chapter 168 How Long Can You Live?

In the darkness, there was no sound.

Meng Yu lay paralyzed in a corner, unable to feel any movement.

After a while, she endured the severe pain, mustered up her courage, and stretched out her hand to touch the front.

No rigid bodies, no icy horrors.

There is only one hard cabinet door that can be pushed open faintly.

Touching it, Meng Yu's palm trembled, and he touched it repeatedly in disbelief.

But the feel remains the same.

The door of the cabinet has never been opened!
At this moment, Meng Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, her palm froze in the air, and she didn't take it back for a long time.

I don't know how long it took before she laughed out loud, weeping like crying, her face full of desolation.

A hallucination closed her eyes in fright, and she turned into such a miserable appearance.

What a coward!
But Meng Yu doesn't care anymore, at least everything is telling her now.

can survive.

In the cold well.

Qian Mu shivered, but his heart was very calm.

Although there were footsteps approaching the well from time to time, they lingered for a while before leaving again.

This place seemed to really guarantee his continued existence.

Unknowingly, the countdown has come to the last 10 minutes.

He leaned against the cold, moss-covered well wall, floating silently.

But a figure quietly appeared on the courtyard wall, staring straight at the well with dead eyes.

But it didn't move any more, followed by stiff bodies walking towards here.

After a while, continuous footsteps approached, faintly surrounding the small courtyard.

Qian Mu noticed something, although he had been safe and sound before, but he smelled something wrong.

This time, it seems that there are too many people here, right?
He frowned, and instinctively realized that it was not that simple to live smoothly.

Suddenly, footsteps entered the courtyard, one after another, slowly surrounding the well.

Even if he couldn't open his eyes, Qian Mu could still imagine that they surrounded him.

Are they still ready to jump off?

Holding his breath, Qian Mu carefully watched the movement at the mouth of the well.

But after being nervous for a long time, there was no sign of jumping down at all.

So what do they want to do?

Qian Mu was very puzzled, suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air.

He didn't respond at all, a stone fell on his head, and the ladle was opened instantly.

Pained violently, Qian Mu covered his head, blood had already seeped out.

Damn, even throwing stones! ?
Qian Mu was speechless for a while, and then, the continuous sound of breaking through the air came, scaring him to dive into the bottom of the water.

Relying on the current to cushion the impact, the falling stones finally failed to hurt him again.

Qian Mu could only sigh, hoping to keep going like this so that he could go back to the ghost theater smoothly.

He dived underwater, sticking his head out to take a breath from time to time, and then quickly retracted to avoid rocks.

Several times in succession, the time slowly left only 3 minutes.

Qian Mu's heart became more and more disturbed.

It is this time when hope is about to usher in that accidents are most likely to occur.

After all, this is a horror movie. If it is interpreted in an artistic way, the ups and downs are always the most important.

Now, will they jump off?

Qian Mu was extremely nervous, he didn't dare to imagine how he would deal with them alone.

What's more, now that he is in the water, he can think of several ways to die.

"Pfft~!"

He poked his head out lightly, took a breath, and then quickly retracted.

But this time, he faintly noticed something strange.

Doesn't seem to be getting stoned anymore?
Are you really going to jump off?
Qian Mu felt cold for a while, thought for a while, and simply dived into the depths of the well.

As long as you stay away, even if they jump down, they can't do anything to me!
But as soon as he had this thought, his ankle suddenly felt cold.

A palm protruded from nowhere, and grabbed him suddenly.

The chill instantly spread throughout his body, which was qualitatively different from the coldness of well water, as if even his soul was about to freeze.

He hurriedly kicked his legs and tried his best to get rid of the cold palm.

But after some struggle, the palm of his hand became more and more forceful.

It even dragged him and kept sinking into the depths.

Damn it!Is this that ghost! ?
Why did it suddenly appear at the bottom of the water! ?

Do you want me to drown! ?

Qian Mu was terrified. Although he wanted to dive into the depths just a second ago, there was a big difference between active and passive.

The current situation already made him smell the breath of death.

If he can't regain the dominance, he will surely die!

But how can mortal power fight against supernatural powers?

He struggled with all his strength, and the cold palms seemed to be welded to his ankles, without moving at all.

All that was brought to him was despair!
However, what he didn't know was that there was no such thing as a cold palm.

Everything is an illusion!

He kept struggling, but as if he was actively diving, he reached the bottom of the well by himself.

But he always felt that there was a palm pulling him, making him unable to resist at all.

Slowly, a strong sense of suffocation enveloped him.

Qian Mu felt that his body was gradually freezing, losing the strength to struggle.

And he is still sinking.

The well seems to have become a bottomless pit, eroding all life.

But even so, Qian Mu did not give up hope.

He kept an eye on the 30-second countdown, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to keep his consciousness clear.

Hold on!Hold on!

As long as I survive this little time, I can live!
Once he loses consciousness, what greets him is very likely to be death.

Slowly, his perception became trance-like, and the surrounding cold unexpectedly warmed up strangely.

As if he was in a hot spring, his body was exhausted all at once.

Rest, get some sleep, and it will be over.

A voice echoed in his heart, Qian Mu's consciousness became more and more drowsy, and with his eyes closed, there was a possibility of losing his sobriety at all times.

"Gulu Gulu~!"

Bubbles spit out from his mouth, and Qian Mu's struggling hands and feet gradually slowed down until he became silent.

His head was slightly tilted back, life seemed to have come to an end.

"Hoo hoo ~!"

Qian Mu opened his eyes suddenly, panting violently, but found that he had already left the movie world.

In front of him is a movie viewing room.

The screen was playing the picture of him sinking to the bottom of the well, his face full of horror, until he died.

However, his consciousness persisted until the last moment.

Successfully returned to the ghost theater.

On the other side, Meng Yu immediately touched her eyes.

To her relief, she felt the presence of eyeballs.

My own eyes are back!
It seems that no matter what kind of injury you suffer, you will recover after leaving the horror movie.

Meng Yu was a little excited, and hurriedly opened her eyes, looking at a somewhat familiar theater, feeling inexplicably at ease.

But after glancing around, her heart felt cold again.

Hu Chao is dead.

And this time, only one newcomer survived.

How long can I live in such a cruel hell?
(End of this chapter)