I Was Once a Legend

Lin Hangzhi went to the nearest tent and searched it. This is probably the place where two people sleep. In addition to sleeping bags and clothes, it is a thick black book. Unfortunately, Lin Hangzhi cannot read Latin and does not know the specifics. content.

He rummaged for bandages and the like that could handle the wound. Just then, there was a noise outside.

Lin Hangzhi raised his ears cautiously. He slipped out of the tent and evaded carefully. Five or six men in black robe returned from the turnback. They whispered and were coming here.

Lin Hangzhi could only move cautiously towards the blind spots of those people’s sight, and gradually moved to the edge of the cemetery. He only paid attention to the people there, and slipped on his feet without paying attention, and the whole person fell to the ground.

The fall was a bit painful, and Lin Hangzhi's teeth grinned to support him and wanted to get up, but his hand suddenly felt a hard thing.

Lin Hangzhi looked down, it was an inverted cross, at first glance it was a prop or a local institution.

He tried two fingers to strangle the crossbar of the cross, and gently raised it to try how to start the thing, but he didn't expect it to be looser than expected, and was pulled out at once.

Lin Hangzhi:....................................

With a bang, the machine door opened under his feet. Lin Hangzhi only had time to make a scream, but he reached out but failed to grab the edge, and the whole person fell down the inclined tunnel.

After falling to the bottom of the tunnel, Lin Hangzhi barely climbed up. In the darkness, he stared blankly at the light at a distance of ten meters above his head, and really realized what was called helplessness.

The slip was very steep, seventy degrees, and this slope also ensured that the person would not fall to death from a height. Lin Hangzhi tried to give up a few times, and he could not climb up again.

He stared at the small cross that was still clenched tightly in his hand, and scolded hard. Now, like this, he can't return to Xia Qiongyun at all.

I hope she can take care of herself, he sucked out most of the poisonous blood, and it should not be a big deal.Lin Hangzhi still believes in Xia Qiongyun. Really speaking, Xia Qiongyun's ability in almost all aspects is more or less superior to him.

With a little light above his head, Lin Hangzhi fumbled in the passageway, there was a road ahead, tilted upwards, not knowing where to go.

Lin Hangzhi had to follow the passage forward, and the surroundings were extremely quiet. He walked for about fifty or sixty meters, and there appeared a step. He supported him and climbed up the steps step by step.In the darkness, I walked fearlessly for about twenty minutes. Lin Hangzhi walked up a step, and suddenly hey, he gritted his teeth and covered his head.

Lin Hangzhi raised his hand and touched it, the stairway continued, but the top was blocked, like a cellar door.

He pushed hard, feeling a little loose on the top of his head, and he was happy in his heart. He took a deep breath and suffocated his strength, pushing the thing that was stuck above a gap.

The long-lost light came in and spilled on Lin Hang's face. He narrowed his eyes to adapt, struggling to push all the heavy slabs blocking the exit away, and crawled out.

White candles filled the surrounding area, and also the source of the light that Lin Hangzhi saw. Walking three or four meters from the cellar entrance, it was a door.Lin Hangzhi tentatively pushed the door and walked into a room with no windows. Near the center of the wall was a cross. In addition to the empty, swaying candlelight illuminating the small space, he looked around and felt The furnishings look like a confession room.

In the confession room, believers can confess their sins to the priest, and they can regret and repent of the sins they have reported. When the priest forgives the sins, the believer will be forgiven.

He reached the interior of the church through a secret passage from a secret cavity under the church, but Lin Hangzhi has not yet figured out his guilt, and there is no clergyman in the room. How should he pray?

Let's go out first.

Lin Hangzhi turned around, but suddenly found that the door was coming when he was closed.

In his heart, an alarm bell rang out, and an arrow rushed to the door, pulling the door handle hard, but as he was most worried about, the door was locked.

Someone just quietly locked the door while he was observing the confession room with his back to the door.

Who will it be?

Why did that man trap him here?If you want to get started, why not just attack from behind?

Numerous speculations flooded Lin Hang's heart. After the door opened frantically, Lin Hangzhi stopped his in vain behavior. He took a few steps back, took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, looking for a way to escape.

The box can't make the pilgrims face the real death. There must be an institution to open other channels.

He took the lead to study the most conspicuous cross and touched every inch of it inside and out, and found nothing.

Lin Hangzhi frowned and looked around again. He looked up at the ceiling and found that the room seemed a little smaller than when he first came in.

...A little smaller?

Lin Hangzhi immediately walked to the wall, and after standing, he straightened his arms and pressed hard against the wall. After half a minute, he clearly felt the thrust that the wall passed to him!

The walls are moving!

Lin Hangzhi estimated the distance with his naked eyes. At the current speed, if he couldn't find a way to go out after an hour, he would be crowded here!

Suddenly Lin Hangzhi's cold sweat came down.

He slapped the walls like crazy, trying to find some hidden mechanism, but no, after touching all around the room, Lin Hangzhi finally managed to calm down.

He is a doctor. He has been exposed to too many deaths. In addition to the experience of the pure white world in recent years, he is more open to life and death. Lin Hangzhi has thought about it countless times. If he did not meet Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing People, it is estimated to have died in the corner of a box?

The room was silently narrowed by half and became a rectangle. The door was still tightly locked. Perhaps it could only be opened from the outside. Lin Hangzhi looked at all the places he could investigate and found nothing.

There is no other exit for this room.

This is the death trap that Kether set for him.

Lin Hangzhi was sitting on the ground, and the walls on both sides were less than one meter away. At this time, he could only barely lean sideways. The excessive space forced him to have difficulty breathing. Obviously there was enough oxygen, but there was a suffocating pain.

Is it too painful to be crushed to death?

If he is destined to die, then he will definitely choose a comfortable death.

After he died, he might meet Xiao Cui and Dong Zheng again in other ways, or... meet Allen.

Lin Hang’s heart was completely calm, he touched the mark on his wrist, the shotgun as a custom weapon was taken out, he sighed for a long time, used two dice out of his pocket, and a pair of tarot cards .

He carried these things with him at all times. After entering the box, he should have changed the identity of the plot, but somehow it was still there.

With the wall-to-inch approaching, Lin Hang quickly put out the card array. His Tarot Divination effort has not been pulled down, and his ability to bless the accuracy rate has been rising, but when the accuracy rate reaches a certain scary number, He rarely counted, because Lin Hangzhi realized that, in the case of knowing the predetermined result of a certain thing, human behavior decisions would be affected involuntarily, which is actually not a good thing.

But now, it doesn't matter.

Lin Hangzhi closed his eyes, meditated three times on the question he wanted for divination, and began to draw.

Tarot cards were opened one by one, and the moment he saw the face, Lin Hangzhi's eyes widened.

tower.Fool.grim Reaper.

The No. 13 Bleach card, the plague banner in Bleach's hand, brought disease and death, but also gave hope for reconstruction.

The 0 Fools card is the first card in Tarot, and it can also be considered as the last card.0 represents never started, chaotic, selfless, a self-circulation.

Tower 16, the most terrifying and destructive of the 22 tarot cards, represents a complete disintegration from the foundation to the top, an irreparable collapse.

Standing on the tower, everything will be destroyed.

Being a fool is not the beginning or the end.

Reverse the god of death, a ray of life.

this is……

Lin Hangzhi has never drawn such a card. Perhaps in a place where he can't see it, a huge change happened, maybe heirs, maybe queens.Death came to the devastated land, but the "Pope" and the child survived, turning the desperation into a trace of vitality.

The wall pressed against his back, pushing him with undeniable force, and squeezing his leg on the other side, he would be stuck.

The cross in the middle has been squeezed and twisted. Lin Hangzhi stood up and the wall was only thirty centimeters away from him. In a few minutes, he would be squeezed into a mud like a cross.

There is no time to hesitate.

He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, trembling and pointed the muzzle at his temple.