"Miss, are you really okay? Need me to call 120? ”

I was shaken awake from a moment of dizziness and a strong shaking, and just as I saw an empty car passing in front of me, I was suddenly full of strength, and I hurriedly got up from the ground and rushed straight over.

Pull the car door, sit on it, close the door again, the whole process is in one go, the people who just watched me faint on the side of the road have formed a circle, all of them are stunned, even the taxi driver who was still waiting for the red light just now was scared enough by me.

"Miss, which hospital are you going to?" The driver asked worriedly, looking at me in the mirror with my hands covered in blood.

When I got home, I immediately stuffed several napkins in my nostrils, and then hurriedly began to look for the soft copy of Qi Zhuang You. I hadn't paid attention to it since the last time I was looking for a sorcerer. Knowing that the tapir was now hungry again, I remembered to find the soft noodles.

I rummaged through all the cabinets and boxes in the house, but I still couldn't find it. I think I'm a little panicked, if I didn't have that book, I wouldn't be able to feed the tapir, and I would have died of bleeding all over my body.

Thinking of this, he gently pulled his cuffs open, and suddenly found that some pinpoint-like bleeding spots began to faintly appear on the inside of his arm.

No more...... And so on...... It's too late......

The bleeding points kept spreading all over my body, and I suddenly felt like I was dying as I looked at these dense dots.

Where is the soft copy! Where the hell did you put it!

A ray of light suddenly flickered in front of my eyes. I looked in the direction I had just looked, and in the corner of the bookshelf, there were a few books shining brightly.

I staggered over and pushed away the neatly arranged books in front of me. In these books, a rectangular mirror is embedded in it. It was this mirror, always reflecting the shadow of the book next door, that made me ignore its existence.

Removing this mirror, I finally saw the familiar soft-sided copy. This must be a mechanism set up by Qin Chuyi to prevent me from finding it. I frantically flipped through the book and jumped straight to the last page. Trembling, he picked up the pen on the table and began to write unscrupulously.

This is a soft-sided copy full of magic. As long as you write the first word, you can't stop writing the rest of the book, whether you want to continue writing it or not. This requires the writer to have a strong perseverance in order to control the soft copy.

I don't know what my condition is at this point. The most energetic part of the body has been depleted. Something unusual seemed to appear on the table in front of me, but I didn't have the strength to continue looking.

With a bang, I fell straight to the ground. The blood rushing in his body flowed unscrupulously to the floor. It was dark in front of him, and he suddenly fell into an endless abyss.

Bite.

What kind of sound does this sound sound so familiar......

There was also a strong sense of undulation echoing around me. It was as if my body was being placed on a pirate ship, swaying up and down. What I had just eaten suddenly overflowed again, and the intense burning sensation made my whole body sober up.

Bite.

This is...... It's an elevator!

I looked at this small space, and it was extremely strange. It's not the elevator in our neighborhood, why am I here.

I clearly remember that I picked up Zhuang You's soft-sided copy just now and began to write, as if a figure appeared faintly. Why is there a sudden change of style now, how am I in an elevator now?

I immediately stood up from the ground and surveyed the situation around me. It's an elevator, yes, there are fourteen buttons on the right, and the two basement floors should be a twelve-story building. I walked over to the button. I saw the display on the fifth floor. I immediately pressed the "1" button.

After the elevator was controlled, it immediately began to descend straight down. This speed made me feel that my heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were about to fall out, and I immediately ran into the corner, half-squatting, to prevent unnecessary damage from falling too fast.

The number on the display kept shrinking until it finally became "1", and the entire elevator came to a safe and smooth stop.

Bite.

I breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously walked out of the elevator, only to slam into the wall.

"Ouch!" I held my head and looked at it, no. I obviously heard the sound of stopping at this station, why hasn't the elevator door opened yet?

I walked over to the button again and pressed hard against the button that opened the door.

Only a "clang" sound was heard, and the open door was just about to close. Controlled by the button, it turned on again.

My car was shocked to find that the elevator door was actually open all the time. It's just that behind the elevator, there is a wall of the same color as the door wall.

I pressed the door button with one hand, and reached over with the other hand to touch the wall in front of me. There is a thin layer of ash on the walls. It looks like it has just been built.

I shuddered and immediately closed the elevator door. What kind of corridor is this, and there is a saying that it is blocked with a wall. Since I can't go out on the first floor, I'll try the second floor again. The first floor is about three meters high, and jumping down from the second floor should not miss an arm or leg.

With a click, the number key "2" lit up. The elevator began to rise gradually.

Bite.

I looked expectantly at the elevator door, but the scene behind me was still a wall.

What's going on? I couldn't figure it out, so I pressed all the buttons on the twelfth floor of the third floor in a row. I looked forward to the passage behind me again and again, but every time I opened the door, it was only the wall. It wasn't until the door on the twelfth floor was opened, and the wall, which had been repeated eleven times, was still strong, and I had completely collapsed.

What's wrong with that?

No, the whole thing is not right. I was writing a soft copy in the room just now, how could I suddenly end up in such a strange space? Could it be ......

Could it be that the thing that was born from my pen just now is this strange elevator space?

Things are really unsettled, wave after wave. I looked at the scratch in the palm of my right hand, and it didn't make any strange reaction. In other words, it is almost impossible for the tapir to swallow the entire space.

So what do I have to do now to get out of this space?

I looked at the twelve floors in front of me, and an idea suddenly occurred to me.

Twelve. It's a number I'm familiar with. It is both a multiple of the six realms of reincarnation and a number of the twelve bronze figures. To put it simply, there should be some resemblance to the reincarnation events that we have encountered before.

What exactly should it be...... (To be continued.) )