Lin Hangzhi went to the nearest tent and searched. This is probably the place where two people slept. Except for the sleeping bag and clothes, it was a heavy black book. It's a pity that Lin Hangzhi can't read Latin, so he doesn't know the specifics. content.
He rummaged for something like a bandage that could treat the wound, when there was another noise outside.
Lin Hangzhi raised his ears vigilantly, he slipped out of the tent, dodging carefully, five or six men in black robes returned from the turn, they were talking in a low voice, and they were about to come here.
Lin Hangzhi could only move carefully towards the blind spot of those people's sight, and gradually moved to the edge of the cemetery.
It hurt a little from the fall, Lin Hangzhi grinned and tried to get up, but his hand suddenly touched something hard.
Lin Hangzhi looked down, it was an upside-down cross, and it looked like a prop or a mechanism somewhere.
He tried to hold the bar of the cross with two fingers, and lightly raised it to see how this thing would start, but he didn't expect it to be looser than he imagined, and it was pulled out all at once.
Lin Hangzhi: …
With a bang, the trap door opened under his feet, Lin Hangzhi only had time to let out a scream, but he stretched out his hand but failed to grab the edge, and he fell down the sloping tunnel.
After falling to the bottom of the tunnel, Lin Hangzhi barely managed to get up. In the darkness, he stared blankly at the light ten meters above his head, and truly realized what it means to be at a loss.
The slip is very steep, a full seventy degrees. This kind of slope can also ensure that people will not fall to death when they fall from a high place. Lin Hangzhi chose to give up after a few tries. It is impossible for him to climb up again.
He stared at the small cross that was still tightly in his hands, and scolded it hard. In this state, he couldn't go back to Xia Qiongyun at all.
I hope she can take care of herself, he sucked out most of the poisonous blood, so it shouldn't be a big problem. Lin Hangzhi still believed in Xia Qiongyun. To be honest, Xia Qiongyun was more or less stronger than him in almost every aspect.
With a little light above his head, Lin Hangzhi was groping in the passage, there was a road ahead, and he was leaning upwards, not knowing where to go.
Lin Hangzhi had no choice but to move forward along the passage. The surroundings were very quiet. After walking about fifty or sixty meters, a step appeared. He supported the side and climbed up the steps step by step. After walking nervously in the dark for about twenty minutes, Lin Hangzhi walked up the stairs, suddenly groaned, and covered his head with a grin.
Lin Hangzhi raised his hand and touched it. The stairs continued, but the top was blocked, like a cellar door.
He pushed hard, feeling a little loose on the top of his head, and with a joy in his heart, he took a deep breath, and with all his strength, pushed the thing blocked above a crack.
The long-lost light penetrated in and sprinkled on Lin Hangzhi's face. He narrowed his eyes to adapt, pushed all the heavy stone slabs blocking the exit with all his might, and climbed out.
The white candles were all around, and it was also the source of the light that Lin Hangzhi saw. Walking three or four meters from the entrance of the cellar, it was a door. Lin Hangzhi tentatively pushed the door and walked into a windowless room. There was a cross near the center of the wall. Apart from that, it was empty, and the flickering candle light illuminated the small space. It looks like a confessional room.
In the confessional room, believers can confess their sins to the priest, repent of their sins and make corrections. When the priest forgives their sins, the believers will be forgiven.
He reached the interior of the church from the secret cavity under the church through the secret passage, but Lin Hangzhi hasn't figured out his guilt yet, and there are no clergymen in the room, how can he pray
Let's go out first.
Lin Hangzhi turned around, but suddenly found that the door he came from had been closed at some point.
In an instant, the alarm bell rang in his heart, and he rushed to the door with a stride, pulling the door handle hard, but just like what he was most worried about, the door was locked.
Just now, while he was observing the confessional with his back to the door, someone silently locked the door.
Who will it be
Why did the man trap him here? If you want to do it, why not sneak attack directly from behind
Numerous guesses flooded into Lin Hangzhi's mind. After frantically opening the door to no avail, Lin Hangzhi stopped his wasteful behavior. He took a few steps back, took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down and find a way to escape.
There is no way that the box will allow the pilgrims to face a real dead end. There must be an organ that can open other passages.
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 to be a little smaller than when he first came in.
… a little smaller
Lin Hangzhi immediately walked to the wall, and after standing still, he straightened his arms and pressed his palms against the wall. After half a minute, he clearly felt the thrust of the wall to him!
The walls are moving!
Lin Hangzhi estimated the distance with his naked eyes. At the current speed, if he can't find a way to get out in an hour, he will be squeezed to death here!
In an instant, Lin Hangzhi's cold sweat broke down.
He slapped the walls like crazy, trying to find some hidden mechanism, but he didn't. After touching all around the room, Lin Hangzhi finally calmed down.
He is a doctor, and he has been exposed to too many deaths. In addition to the experience of the pure white world in the past few years, he is more open to life and death. Lin Hangzhi has thought countless times that if he hadn't met Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing and his party Man, it is estimated that he has already died in the corner of a certain box, right
The room narrowed in half silently and became a rectangle. The door was still tightly locked, maybe it could only be opened from the outside. Lin Hangzhi looked at all the places he could investigate, but found nothing.
There is no other exit from this room.
This is the death trap set by kether for him.
Lin Hangzhi was sitting on the ground, the walls on both sides were less than one meter away at this time, he could only barely lean on his side, the space was too cramped to make it difficult for him to breathe, although there was enough oxygen, there was a pain of suffocation.
It's too painful to be squeezed to death, right
If he was destined to die, he would definitely choose a comfortable way to die.
After he dies, maybe he can meet Xiao Cui Dongzheng and the others again in other forms, or... meet Allen.
Lin Hangzhi's heart was completely calm. He touched the mark on his wrist. The shotgun, which was a custom weapon, was taken out. He sighed and took out two dice and a set of tarot cards from his pocket. .
He carried these things with him all the time. After entering the box, he should have changed his identity in the plot, but he still did not know why.
The wall covering was approaching inch by inch, and Lin Hangzhi quickly laid out a card formation. His tarot divination skills never stopped, and the accuracy rate of capable blessings continued to rise, but when the accuracy rate reached a certain terrifying number, He seldom did it, because Lin Hangzhi realized that people's behavioral decisions will be affected involuntarily when they know the given outcome of something, which is actually not a good thing.
But now, none of that matters.
Lin Hangzhi closed his eyes, meditated on the question he wanted to divination three times, and began to draw cards.
The tarot cards were opened one by one, and Lin Hangzhi's eyes widened when he saw the cards.
tower. fool. grim Reaper.
Death card No. 13, the plague flag in the hands of the god of death, brought disease and death, but also gave hope for reconstruction.
The Fool's Card 0 is the first card in the Tarot, and it can also be considered the last card. 0 represents no beginning, chaos, no self, a cycle of self.
And Tower 16, the most terrifying and most destructive card among the 22 tarot cards, represents a complete disintegration from the foundation to the top, an irreversible collapse.
Right Tower, everything will be destroyed.
A righteous fool is neither the beginning nor the end.
Reversed death, a silver lining.
This is…
Lin Hangzhi had never drawn such a card before. Maybe a huge accident happened somewhere he couldn't see, maybe it was the heirs, maybe it was the queen. Death descended on the devastated land, but the "Pope" and the child survived, turning the desperate situation into a ray of life.
The wall pressed against his back, pushing him with an unstoppable force, while the other side squeezed his legs, and it was about to lock him to death.
The cross in the middle had been squeezed into a twisted shape, Lin Hangzhi stood up, the wall was only thirty centimeters away from him, and in a few minutes, he would be squeezed into a puddle of flesh just like the cross.
There is no time for further hesitation.
He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and shakily aimed the gun at his temples.