Ye Wei came back to his senses and re-examined the room in front of him. How short a person's life is, but he has experienced so many changes in such a short life.

"Shhh

Suddenly, a strange sound came, familiar yet distant. It's like running a thousand meters with extreme hypoxia, congestion in the trachea, and a bloody feeling in your breath.

In the transparent glass room, no one entered or exited, but a bottle of mahogany coffin suddenly appeared in front of him.

Ye Wei knew this coffin, and there was a small gap where the side coffin lid and the coffin body intersected, which was knocked out when he installed the inner lock. Such a subtle point, not that no one will ever know.

Ye Wei suddenly relieved his heart, not to mention that it was just his hallucination, even if Meng Long stood in front of him, he was not afraid.

"Aren't you really afraid?"

It was Meng Long's voice, so young, no different from back then.

Ye Wei watched as the coffin in front of him opened in front of him, and Meng Long crawled out of it.

He had been tortured to the point of being inhuman, with red eyelids, a black mouth, a bluish face, and scratches all over his body. The nails of the ten fingers were all broken, and all that remained was the blood stains that had crusted over them.

"You're the one to be afraid of, right? If I can kill you once, I can kill you again and again. Ye Wei sneered, stretched out his hand to stuff Meng Long back into the coffin, but he pounced, and he couldn't touch him at all.

"It's a hallucination."

Ye Wei suddenly felt bored, he couldn't touch it, he couldn't beat it, he could only look at his scary appearance. You can't talk, what you should have said to him was said more than ten years ago, and there is no point in saying anything more.

The time should be almost up, just go to the next room. Ye Wei got up and was about to open the door, but was bounced back the moment his hand touched the doorknob.

How could this be, Ye Wei looked at his hand and then at Meng Long, who had a cruel smile on his face.

Ye Wei suddenly felt that his body was no longer under control, and the whole person seemed to be manipulated by some external force, so he walked slowly to the coffin, lifted the coffin lid with all his strength, and then walked in and lay down......

How so?

Ye Wei suddenly felt frightened, the coffin lid was facing him, and it was slowly closed, and the entire coffin was dark.

But even so, Ye Wei still uncontrollably groped for the lock that he had placed on the inside of the coffin with his own hands.

"Click—"

Ye Wei had heard this voice twice in his life, the first time was when Meng Long was locked in the coffin, and the second time was now.

Ye Wei couldn't be clearer, this lock was given by Bai Shu, and there would be no accidents when his things were made, so it was impossible for him to leave here.

"How does it feel?"

Ye Wei heard Meng Long's voice outside, and his state was as comfortable as he used to sit outside the coffin.

"How can you be so ruthless? I had been in it for so long that I couldn't count the time, but I felt that there was no time in my life that I would have died the moment I entered the coffin. ”

It's been a long time, Ye Wei who was lying in the coffin sneered, he didn't die for six hours, he was really able to persevere.

Six hours?

Roughly calculating the time, the game started at less than eleven o'clock, and the room where Kra was seen took at least half an hour from the time he entered to the time he left. At this time, it should be more than eleven o'clock, if I can hold out for more than six hours, by five or six o'clock in the afternoon, will Ah Lai come to save himself?

Ye Wei didn't dare to bet on this, everyone's physique was different, and Meng Long's ability to last for six hours didn't mean that he could too. What if someone lasts more than six hours in five rooms, and the game is not over, and Ah Lai doesn't come to clear the scene?

What's more, based on previous experience, what you can see doesn't mean that others can see it.

Better do it than wish it done.

Since you can't get off the lock, if the coffin body can be broken, you should be able to get out, if you can have a dagger.

Ye Wei sighed, remembering that one year when he was in prison, the prison guard said that he would watch "The Shawshank Redemption" when he showed a movie. At the time, I wondered why prisoners still had the opportunity to watch such a film about prison escapes, but I thought about it, if only there could be a pickaxe like Andy's.

Alas, it's better not to dream.

The coffin was very hard, so Ye Wei was not very comfortable, he wanted to use his hand to prop himself up and adjust a position, but when his hand pressed to the base, he touched something cold.

"Shhhh

It was pitch black in the coffin, and he couldn't see anything, he could only feel what it was by touch. He was ecstatic at the moment when his hand was scratched, it was a dagger.

Because the right hand was scratched, it was difficult to exert force. Ye Wei simply stabbed the side of the coffin with a dagger in his left hand.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! ……”

The dagger stabbed one after another, and every dozen or so strokes he would touch the groove with his hand, firstly to see what extent he wanted to see, and secondly, to determine the position.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! ……”

I don't know how long it took, maybe an hour or so, Ye Wei felt that his hands were very sore, and he couldn't exert much strength. However, the grooves in the coffin wall were not very deep, at least much earlier than the size he knew. Even if the hole is opened, it is a lot of effort to cut open the entire coffin wall and drill it out.

The efficiency will only get lower and lower, and Ye Wei's heart has sunk to the bottom. The whole coffin was stuffy, and the smell of wood chips was filled.

The feeling of suffocation has slowly swept in, and if it continues like this, let alone six hours, I may not be able to last even three hours.

But that's not what he said, Ye Wei's mind kept spinning, and he had forgotten that there was still Meng Long's ghost outside.

Ye Wei's hand gently stroked the dagger, and the tip of the knife was already a little dull due to the long-term friction, and the efficiency was greatly reduced. He suddenly felt that he was stupid, if the person in it was Bai Shu, he must have a better way.

In the final analysis, it is still smart to be mistaken by smart. When he used this lock to kill Meng Long, he would never have imagined that one day it would become his own grave.

Damn it!

"Shhhh

Ye Wei punched the inner lock, but the lock was iron, and Ye Wei only felt a hot pain at the phalanges.

That's right!

Ye Wei suddenly felt ridiculously naïve, Meng Long was trapped in the coffin and didn't come out because he didn't carry any tools on him. At this time, he has another sharp dagger, and he doesn't think about picking the lock, but he thinks about chiseling the coffin, which is ridiculously stupid!

Ye Wei reached out and gently groped for the part of the lock, and found a gap between a piece of iron sheet and wood. Stuck the tip of the dagger in and pressed it down......

It's on.

Heh, Ye Wei sneered and pushed the coffin lid up with all his strength. Because it is made of mahogany, it is very heavy, and it took the greatest effort to open only a gap of about 10 centimeters.

That's not a problem.

If you don't enter the tiger's den, Ye Wei was ruthless, and squeezed his legs into it when he lifted it up again. After two more attempts, the lid of the coffin was lifted and finally came out.

Ye Wei looked down at his body, it was a mess, full of sawdust that couldn't be photographed. All the exposed skin was all kinds of small wounds, but Ye Wei was not afraid, he knew that Meng Long, whether he was dead or alive, was not his opponent.

But when he looked around again, where was there any Meng Long? Not to mention him, even the coffin that had just come out of the old nose had disappeared without a trace.

The whole room was clean, with transparent glass walls on all six sides, so clean that it was like you just came in and slept.

Ye Wei didn't want to linger too much, walked to the door of the room and opened the door, and walked straight to the third room, where two words were written on the door - Zhang Li.