Chapter 1637: hand
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Death Inquisitor
- Second Brother
- 1062 characters
- 2021-01-30 09:05:46
Before he could figure out what was going on, his feet felt the thing again.
This time he knew what it was. It feels like a hand, and it's not an adult's hand, it's like a child.
It's just that the ground I step on is not like a place where children can be hidden. Why is there such a hand?
Li Zelun was right to watch the live broadcast of death countless times, but really waited until he came to experience this feeling, and found that it was completely different from what he thought.
In the past, he always felt that as long as he did not make any fuss during the trial process and looked down on everything, he would not be scared.
Now he discovered that it was impossible to control his emotions.
Moreover, he simply has no way of calculating exactly what will happen.
The little hand started scratching his feet again, no matter where he stood.
The feeling of almost driving him crazy made him rush to run.
Li Zelun thinks that only in this way can he avoid being touched by that little hand.
The fact is the same as he thought. In the course of his desperate rush, the little hand never touched his foot.
I don't know how long time has passed, he finally can't hold on anymore, he exhausted all his strength and fell to the ground all of a sudden.
Li Zelun, who was lying on this black marble board, gasped continuously, and he felt that he would die at any time.
Inadvertently, he looked down. In the black marble, there was a child with a purple and black body, beckoning to him.
Li Zelun only felt that his hair was raised and he was covered with goose bumps.
At this time, the child's mouth also began to emit a dark red unknown liquid.
At the same time, an unpleasant rancid smell reached Li Zelun's nose.
He couldn't bear it anymore, even if he had reached the limit, he still crawled on the ground with his own hands.
He just wanted to escape from this place now. Even if he didn't know whether the route he chose was correct or whether there would be an exit here, he was still crawling.
It's just that no matter how far he climbed, he recovered some strength, and how fast he climbed later, he was still in this place.
He was almost desperate, and whenever he looked down, the purple-black child would always beckon him.
He couldn't do it anymore, he could only close his eyes and lay on the black marble floor.
This place of repression is his only choice now.
It's just that he thinks everything is too simple, not that all problems can be solved by closing his eyes.
"Da da……"
The sound of high heels stepping on the ground seemed extremely clear in this quiet environment.
Li Zelun suddenly opened his eyes. At this time, he could no longer see the purple-black child.
But the sound of the high heels was getting closer and closer to him.
He couldn't help looking in the direction of the sound, but he couldn't see anyone.
At this moment, only the sound of high heels remained in this quiet place.
Like the curse of urging life, Li Zelun's heart was pinched.
Li Zelun's breath became rapid, and he could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating.
And as time went on, he found that the sound of his heartbeat unconsciously had been synchronized with the footsteps of high heels.
Li Zelun felt as if every foot in the high heels stepped on his own heart.
He wailed with great pain, and at this time, he was close to collapse.
When he was desperate, the high-heeled shoes suddenly disappeared.
And his heart suddenly stopped beating at this moment.
He couldn't hear his heartbeat, and subconsciously, he covered his chest. After feeling it for a while, his mouth widened and his face looked like blank paper.
That's not his illusion, his heart really stopped beating now.
A large invisible hand grabbed him and pinched him in the palm of his hand.
"Ah...ah..."
Li Zelun screamed sadly and began to struggle constantly.
But he couldn't resist, the invisible big hand dragged him back continuously.
In this process, he found that his surroundings suddenly changed.
The originally empty place suddenly turned into hell, and a thick smell came into his nose.
In the place he passed by, he continued to crawl out of the ground, one after another fierce ghosts.
The invisible hand was dragging him back, and the evil spirits crawling out of the ground were chasing him one by one.
Originally he hoped that the owner of this invisible hand could let him go, but now he hopes that this hand will never stop, because once stopped, he is faced with the countless ghosts.
The invisible hand dragged him faster and faster. He is also in this process, his body gradually becomes cold.
Even, he now does not know whether he is dead or alive.
His body became cold, he didn't have a heartbeat, but he still has his own consciousness, and he can control the actions of his body.
It doesn't seem to be wrong whether he is dead or alive.
Finally, in his sight, the ghosts chasing him gradually became farther away from him, the farther away from him, and finally completely disappeared in front of him.
At this moment, Li Zelun hoped again that this invisible big hand could let him go.
In the midst of it, the master of the hand seemed to hear his call, and suddenly stopped and let him go.
Li Zelun stood up, he has recovered a lot of physical strength.
All these in front of me are strange, strange walls, strange paintings, strange windows.
He can be sure that he has never been here. But he can also be sure that this place should exist in the 21st century.
He was the only one in this strange corridor. Stepping on the floor of the corridor, Li Zelun felt like stepping on an ice cube.
He started walking a few steps forward, but found his footsteps, echoing continuously in this empty space.
This feeling made him feel creepy, he was anxious to leave this place, but the faster he was, the louder the echoing sound.
This corridor is not long. Apart from the faint light source from the small light bulbs above him, there is no other light source in this corridor. ..
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