The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 713 Ancient Clock Rune
He was very creepy when he had a stern face just now, but when he smiled like this, I shivered even more.This smile is far scarier than when he is serious.

After the man laughed, he turned and left.

When his figure disappeared by the pit, the world suddenly became silent.

This kind of silence, because I can't see the situation outside, makes me feel a little uncertain.Maybe I wouldn't be so nervous if that person did something to me in retaliation.He didn't do anything to me, but it made me more flustered.

I listened quietly to the movement outside, and there was no sound for about ten minutes. It seemed that the man had left here.

I myself was left in this big pit.

Didn't this person say he wanted to take revenge on me?What's the matter with leaving me here by myself?

I thought to myself, and started to climb up the edge of the pit with my hands.

As a result, I tried a few times before I found out that the soil there was very smooth for some reason, and the pit was dug very steeply. I am not a gecko, so I couldn't climb up the edge of the pit at all.

I tried to hold onto the clock again and climb up, but the clock was too big for me to hold with my hands, and it slipped down after several attempts.

In the end, I wanted to dig a hole out of the wall of the pit, so that I could climb up by stepping on it.But the engineering shovel, the equipment we excavated, was also carried by the fat man, not on me.In addition, the soil here is not only slippery, but also hard, and this road will not work at all.

I struggled for more than an hour, and finally had no choice but to give up.

Only then did I know why the cold-faced man in a suit said he wanted to take revenge on me, but he didn't take any measures.Did he decide that I couldn't escape from here, did he want me to starve to death down here?

Now I can only hope that the help of external forces will allow me to escape.

But the only accomplice, Pang Dahai, is still comatose in the Limama Temple, he can't protect himself, let alone save me.

I just sat at the bottom of that pit, thinking how many days I could last if I didn't eat or drink.

The final conclusion is that if this continues, I may not be able to last for three days.It's not just a matter of not eating or drinking. It's very humid down here, and the moisture is constantly leaking out from the soil, so there's no wind here, but you can still feel the moisture constantly blowing on your body.

In such an environment, the human body is severely damaged.After sitting for a while, I had to stand up and move around.From time to time, I could see birds flying by in the sky, and I felt like a frog trapped at the bottom of a well, and I really felt the incomparable value of freedom.

It was getting dark soon, and as the sun went down, the temperature in the pit dropped even more.The moisture also turned into an icy air current, making the pit cold.

I hugged my shoulders and kept crying.Xin said, this cold-faced person is too hurtful, this is really going to torture me so that life is worse than death.

I just let go of a fiery red raccoon, why is it like killing his own father, hating me so much.

The night is getting heavier and the temperature is getting lower and lower.

I hugged my shoulders and kept moving in the pit.I knew that if I waited until all the heat from my body was taken away, I would probably be near death.

Those cats and racists haven't shown their faces since they ran away.

I thought that since they were grateful to me, would they save Pang Dahai and bring Pang Dahai to save me?
I thought so, and gave myself hope.Otherwise, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to stand it.

However, this hope gradually dissipated with the passage of time.

I estimated the time, and it was almost midnight by now.If Pang Dahai could really come, he should have arrived long ago.And that cold-faced man must have already calculated this point. Since he wants to kill me, he will definitely do everything possible to prevent other people from coming to save me.

My body is getting colder and my heart is getting colder.

I sat on the ground, hugging my knees, and buried my head between my legs.The decision is to stick to it like this, and I will be left to fate whether I live or die.

Once a person gives up hope, the spirit will collapse, and there will be no willpower.

Not long after I sat down, my mind felt empty.Originally, I could still hear the rustling of the leaves of the tree blown by the night wind outside.

Later, the voice seemed to disappear in my mind.

The surroundings fell into a dead silence, which seemed to isolate everything from the outside world.But soon, I heard the beating of my heart.

This is my own heartbeat, I hear my own heartbeat.

In addition to the heartbeat, there are other sounds.

Buzzing, is it the sound of blood flowing in my veins?
No, there's... and buzzing bells...

I tried my best to open my eyes, and there was an ancient clock in front of me. Could it be that the sound of the bell came from above?

Sure enough, when I opened my eyes, I found countless red dark lines flashing on the surface of the clock.

I was shocked, and the red dark lines were like the blood vessels on the clock, covering the entire body of the clock.

How is this going?

I stood up from the ground with a bang, and approached the bell involuntarily, only then did I realize that those dark red lines, which looked like veins of blood vessels, turned out to be those strange runes on the bell.

I observed carefully, and the dark lines were really like blood vessels, and there seemed to be blood flowing inside, and I could see the trend and ups and downs of those dark lines.

This aroused my great curiosity. I have identified these strange runes before, but I don't recognize them at all.Because this kind of rune is completely different from the runes I have learned, whether it is the hand or the structure.

For runes, the order and weight of strokes are extremely critical.For some runes, you don't just need to remember its shape.

I can also see that the blood-like flow on the ancient clock is just a process of running a rune.

Although I don't know the specific functions of those runes, I can't help but follow the runes on the clock with my hands and slowly draw them in the air.

Accompanied by the flow of those runes, the ancient clock continued to ring dully.But this ringing seems to only spread in my consciousness.I didn't feel a deafening sensation, but a trembling feeling.

I gradually gathered my mind and concentrated on the flow of runes on the clock, and at the same time I was gesticulating with my hands.

Time tends to pass quickly when you put your heart and soul into one thing.

Before I knew it, I had practiced all the runes on the bell body.

The runes on this clock may seem complicated, but there are rules to follow.

(End of this chapter)