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The pain in my internal organs became clearer and clearer, there was no sight, no smell, only a mixture of cool and warm water, wrapping around my body.

Because I want to save people, I have been suppressing the fear of this water in my heart, and I have been hypnotizing myself: "I was used as bait and harmed them, and now they must not be dead, but this muddy water is terrible, they must ...... It must have been painful...... If I can't save them, then there's no point in my life, I have to hold on, I have to hold on......"

Thinking of this, I forced myself to compose myself, repeated what I had just done, and grabbed the gruesome corpses with my bare hands, but because of the different depths of the puddle, when I grabbed a corpse, the whole person sank down, just touching the mud at the bottom of the water.

Touching the mud, I knew what it meant, meant that my transparent human character would be completely exposed to the sun.

The puddle sensed another fresh life, and the surface of the water suddenly emitted bursts of microwaves, and the function of these microwaves was to wake up the dead bodies one after another. Hearing the sound of mud splashing in the water again, my scalp was numb, and my feet were in a mess, and I forgot to control my breathing, and I couldn't help choking on several mouthfuls of dirty water.

A corpse quickly climbed up to me, followed by a second...... Third ...... I was wrapped in it, pressed down, chaotic and lost, my nose was sore, my stomach was swollen, the pain was indescribable, the feeling of imminent death.

Gradually, I was like a person who was slowly immersed in the sea in a literary film, with my limbs spread, looking at the faint sunlight, and died...... My life did not end in the 21st century, but someday in the late Eastern Han Dynasty......

This feeling is somehow familiar, as if in the nightmare of the 21st century, I have also experienced such a scene, unforgettable pain, this pain is like an awl to the heart, piercing me with a thousand holes.

I don't know why bizarre dreams make me sad, and I don't know why some dreams that I can't remember make me wake up with tears and wet pillows...... I do not know...... I only know that after today, the feeling of dull pain in my heart will not appear again...... I'm going to another world.

The muffled sound of "squeak...... squeaks penetrated the water from the outside, and as I sank into the deep sea, a fish hook slowly appeared in front of my eyes with dappled sunlight.

I slowly stretched out my hand, and the "squeak" sound kept coming, it was the sound of a fire monkey, and I was not dead yet...... The muddy water seeped through my mouth, and I couldn't breathe, and I woke up with a sudden startle from the hook (the cry of the fire monkey), and I hurriedly closed my mouth and held my breath, for if I inhaled it again, I would surely die.

I can't...... Can't die...... I remembered the words of Liang Jiu, Ziyuan, and Yinshi, "Save them while they are still breathing." That sentence gave me a sense of mission that I had never felt before......

I opened my eyes and adjusted my sinking posture, now I am in the position that Ba Jian originally stepped into the deeper place, my feet can't touch the mud, the surrounding pile of corpses is like a group of sharks around me, there is a black pressure above my head, they are like a huge net, and like a cap, so that I have nowhere to escape. 【】

The load on my body is at its highest, I can't feel convulsions, I can't hold my breath anymore, I drink a few mouthfuls of disgusting water, my stomach is about to explode, if I want to kill myself, I will definitely not choose to drown, it feels too grinding.

There was too much fishy water inlet, my brain slowly lost the ability to think, it began to strike, and once the brain died, my body turned on a red light, and no matter how much I struggled, it was in vain.

Is this all there is to it? I asked myself, churning like a dead fish in the muddy water. Looking back now, I should have been more like clothes in a drum washing machine, without a trace of life, and like a paper towel floating in the wind. But I never thought that in that situation I still have a chance to live, I used to think that the eight strong are hard, but now that I think about it, my life is the hardest of all, because the weak are always surrounded by a group of strong people, who will cut through the thorns for me and take me away from the center of the storm.

As the muddy water and corpses rolled, my consciousness was basically in a state of emptiness, and when I felt like I was going to return to heaven, the mud corpses around me that were constantly rolling together seemed to be a few less, and the feeling of being tightly wrapped suddenly lessened. At the same time, those mud corpses seemed to be recharged, and they were awakened again, and they stretched out countless hands, although my mind was no longer clear, but I could still feel the dense coldness rubbing my body, what were they doing? How did they cut it? Could it be that I was already their kind, so they no longer tossed me?

Just when I was thinking like this, suddenly a hand grabbed my arm, the grip was very strong, I followed the force, like a paper man, I slashed away, strange, such a dense mud corpse space, why can I swim away? Before I could swim away a little, the thing that grabbed me suddenly rushed up with me, and my head suddenly appeared on the surface of the water, that is, my body was still swinging around with the tumbling muddy water.

What happened next was mostly chaotic fragments, and I vaguely remember that someone had a "tsk" and scolded: "Damn, it's out of gas!"

Another person replied while vomiting, "Fingers...... Finger picking...... Let him throw up!"

The faint voice was muffled in the ears, as if it was a whisper in a human dream, not real at all. In the following time, the process of regaining my consciousness was like torture, someone's finger was stuffed into my mouth, the finger stirred in my mouth, and when it was about to touch the little tongue, my stomach twitched violently, and the feeling of nausea spread to my upper body, and my entire abdominal cavity was lifted up, and then a violent vomiting sound, from my esophagus to my throat, dirty water mixed with mud, and involuntarily vomited out. When I vomited, the nasal cavity was also blocked with foreign bodies, and the fishy smell filled my cranial nerves.

After vomiting violently, almost all my strength was exhausted, and the disgusting taste lingered in my mouth, which made me vomit and couldn't stop, I don't know how long I vomited, I tried to breathe, but my brain was still confused, I didn't know what was going on, and I couldn't see what was in front of me, only two shadows, vaguely beside me.

One of the people with a clear voice said: "Damn, there is always a spittoon when you vomit, Amitabha, fortunately, it was saved in time, otherwise the stomach of the prince will explode." ”

The other man held me up, and instead of answering him, he asked me, "Can you catch your breath?"

At this point, my mind was almost blank, and the other party was talking to me, but I seemed to be a stupid person sitting on the bench, and several people were concerned about me, but I didn't know what they were talking about.

The person with a clear voice looked at me stunned and looked at them, and said hurriedly: "It's over, Gongzi won't be stupid by muddy water, right?"

The hoarse voice said: "I don't know if I'm stupid or not, but his chest is rising and falling, and he is obviously recovering his soul, but he is panting slowly, and his consciousness has not yet recovered." As he spoke, he reached out without hesitation, and pulled it into my nose, removing the foreign matter and mud from my nose, and if I had been conscious, I would never have let him do that. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.