Chapter 46: The Wooden Coffin is Frightened
The touch was sudden, and my body felt like I was half electrocuted, and I instantly withdrew my hand.
I don't know if it was the Golden Light Spell that worked, or if I was caught in some other illusion, I stood up cautiously and then touched forward.
When I started, I didn't think the walls of a stone house were in front of me, they felt smooth, slightly curvature, and the temperature was moderate, like a wooden cabinet door. Soon I felt the edge at about right angles, and after groping around on all sides, I realized that I was surrounded by wooden walls, and the length of the front and back and left and right was almost only an arm span plus the body.
Confused, I clasped the wooden door with my fingers and heard a crisp sound.
Could this be a big cabinet? I thought to myself, and quickly reached out and touched the top of my head and the place under my feet, and sure enough, there were also wooden planks in both places.
This is not going to work, if it is sealed, sooner or later it will suffocate me. I pushed forward suddenly, trying to open the wooden wall in front of me, but I only heard a bang, the wooden wall should not have reacted in the slightest, and I was physically struggling, and I shook backwards.
Maybe it was opened in the wrong direction, so I pushed it towards the wooden wall in other directions, and even tried the upper and lower planks, and the result was still the same.
Judging by the sound of the knock just now, the thickness of the wooden wall should not be very large, and there should be no contact with other objects outside. If this is the case, since it can't be pushed away, then use violent means.
I took a deep breath and stepped back, leaning against the wall behind me, using the toes of my left foot to exert force from the inside out, my center of gravity moving forward, and my right leg raised to form a big kick.
"Oh!" I exclaimed, at this moment I suddenly lost my center of gravity, my heart panicked, my crotch tightened, and my hands consciously reached to the left and right, trying to clasp the wooden walls on both sides to maintain the balance of my body.
If I hadn't been able to put my head back against me at the last moment, I would have had my front teeth embedded in the plank.
Instead of kicking the wooden wall, I knocked down the cabinet-like thing, and I was still lying on the ground, panting.
I turned and lay down, and it occurred to me how this thing looked so much like a big coffin, or a coffin for it. I didn't feel this way when I was standing before, but now I lie down, but the more I think about it, the more I think about it, the curved wooden wall I touched at the beginning, isn't it the coffin lid.
However, I didn't panic too much at this time, after all, there was no big scene except for being lost all the time. I got up a little and tried it, but it wasn't tall enough for me to sit up, so I had to lie down.
I think the main dilemma at hand is that I can't tell whether my environment is real or fake. When I was in the Stone House before, I had used a spell to get here, but even then, I couldn't tell if it was the spell that worked and made me move to another dimension, or if everything was just my imagination from beginning to end. In this situation of not understanding the environment, I had no choice but to perform both the human exploration of physics and the magic of metaphysics.
I repeated the old trick and began to pinch the mantra, and after a lot of work, I opened my eyes and explored again, but this time there was no change, and the person was still lying inside.
I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but I gradually felt that the oxygen in it was not enough, and I began to have difficulty breathing.
Now I was a little unconsciously flustered. It's a kind of human instinctive fear, and I'm already good, if I meet that kind of claustrophobic player, I guess I would have crossed the bridge by now.
My mind was racing over possible countermeasures, and I was deliberately slowing down my breathing rate to reduce oxygen emissions.
If the metaphysical spell doesn't work, then continue to be violent. The fact that one of the big feet that had just exerted force did not break the wooden board was enough to prove the toughness of this material, so even if it was to use violence, it was necessary to use a little common sense of physics. I fumbled around my body to find something hard and sharp, so that I could increase the pressure and prick open the plank.
It's a pity that after touching for a long time, I didn't find any useful tools. It's a pity that since I was lost in the camp, I don't have any iron and sharp weapons on my body, which can only curse Yelang people for being too ruthless and not preparing guys, Zhang Lao and I are too, knowing that there is a Longtan tiger's den, but he walked in so easily.
I continued to fumble around, but luckily, the curved lid of the coffin was above me when I fell, and if this thing was really a big coffin, then opening this piece was the most promising.
Halfway to the side, I felt the seam between the curved plank and the other plank, and began to thrash hard.
Knock knock, I felt that the entire "wooden coffin" was shaken, but the lid on it still did not have the slightest displacement, I don't know if it was a turtle grandson who gave me a nine-inch coffin nail.
The more I knocked on it, the more angry I became, at first in order to keep my breathing, and I controlled the rhythm and strength, but then the muscles on my head were bruised.
The rhythm and intensity of the hand also increased, and the outside of the palm was also painful from the impact.
It took me three or four minutes to stop before I stopped, and I was already drenched in cold sweat.
Eighty percent is really going to fold here, I feel aggrieved, even if I keep getting lost and starving to death outside, it's better than this kind of death like being buried alive.
"Brother Tao!" I began to shout, fantasizing that someone was passing by outside the "wooden coffin" and could help me out.
Just as I was shouting loudly, I suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside, and I immediately stopped my voice.
"Da Da Da", the voice came from far and near, I don't know why, my heart was filled with both fear and joy at the same time.
"Who is it?" I asked softly.
There was no answer outside, only the sound of footsteps. I wonder if something else is responsible for this regular sound, but I can't let go of the possibility that someone actually has it.
So I raised my voice, "Hurry up and dig it out for me, buddy will blow the lamp and pull out the wax immediately!"
After speaking, I quickly held my breath and paid attention to the movement outside.
"Dangdang" The sound of three taps on the wooden board was coming from the top of my head, and I instantly felt my scalp tingle.
"Don't be too late, hurry up. I shouted again.
"Don't be too late, hurry up. There was a touch of the same thing outside, and the voice was a little sharp. I felt a chill in my heart, I really didn't call for help, but I didn't know what kind of difficult master I had invited.