Ma Fuqing was still insisting at first, and kept sitting there repeating his belief: "Don't move, can't move, everything is an illusion...... Even when he felt the water level rise and slowly flooded his mouth and nose, he only trembled slightly, but did not stand up, let alone pull the iron bar on the top of the cage with his hands.

He tried to take a few deep breaths, but apart from the coldness of his chest, he didn't feel choking or blocked breathing. He laughed, "Look, I'll just say, it's all an illusion, it's like a nightmare." ”

He heard Aoki say, "You are indeed very good, so that you can still stay clear." If you don't move, I really can't do anything about you. But it's about to rain, and if you don't take shelter from it, this heavy rain will be enough for you. ”

Ma Fuqing opened his eyes and looked up, it was dark, and he couldn't see anything, but there were indeed drops of heavy rain falling down, sparsely, and occasionally one or two drops fell on his face, cold and cold.

After a while, the rain intensified, scattering broad beans on the roof of the building, making a crackling sound.

Ma Fuqing's body was quickly drenched, like a chicken in soup, and the rain flowed down his face.

At this time, his breathing began to be unsmooth, and with a little exertion, rain was sucked into his lungs, causing a violent cough.

He wanted to find a place to shelter from the rain, but he remembered that he had to hold on to his belief that he couldn't move. If you move, you may no longer be able to tell what is an illusion and what is reality.

The wind howled, blowing large expanses of rain obliquely, like an army shooting arrows at it in the distance. Ma Fuqing felt a little unsteady sitting and was almost blown down by the wind. The wind and rain hit his cheeks.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Ma Fuqing couldn't bear it anymore.

A bolt of lightning lit up, like a silver glittering snake, twisted right before his eyes, almost piercing the floor of the building.

By the light of lightning, Ma Fuqing saw the situation on the roof of the building clearly, and there was nothing but the pouring rain. The cage that trapped him is gone, and the underground river is gone. Aoki didn't know where he had gone.

A thunderclap sounded in his ears, knocking him up from the ground.

yes, who would be stupid enough to stay on top of this abandoned building in the rain! The building has been abandoned for more than 20 years, and it may collapse one day when a strong wind blows.

Ma Fuqing took out his mobile phone to illuminate it, and found that the mobile phone was no longer lit, probably because of the rain. Thinking that the mobile phone that was hidden in the pile of scrap steel bars should be even more useless, he didn't even look at it.

He had no choice but to walk towards the staircase in the dark, which he was familiar with, and had traded here several times before.

He felt the location of the stairs by the wall, tried to take a step forward, and stepped on the steps. He breathed a sigh of relief and patted his wet chest, but laughed lightly.

He remembered that Yakusha pinched an orchid finger and posed in front of him in the form of a big Buddha, didn't he die in Aoki's hands now? Even the legendary Muka and Wu Suotun are dead, but this Aoki can't help me!

Ma Fuqing was proud, and when he went downstairs, he was a little careless, and suddenly stepped on the air and fell down.

He was so frightened that his heart tightened all of a sudden, and he almost had a myocardial infarction. Fortunately, the butt quickly hit the ground, and it fell to a pile of waste steel bars on the floor slab of the next floor with a bang, and the tail vertebrae felt like they were cracked.

He groaned and groaned, struggled to get up from the steel bar, and cautiously groped his way to the wall.

However, the steel bars on the ground were not flat, but stood up one by one, blocking his path.

Ma Fuqing thought it was very strange, he had never seen such a steel bar when he came before. He groped around the steel bars that had been erected, and found that the steel bars were erected one by one, just in a circle, like a cage. I just fell from it, and I was lucky not to be stuck to death by the vertical steel bar.

At the same time, he smelled a pungent odor, as if he had fallen into a puddle of and urine.

At this time, the sound of wind and rain gradually stopped, the sky on the roof of the building released a hazy light, and the lights of the city in the distance also emerged from the wet fog again, and a vague outline was gradually visible in front of the scene.

Ma Fuqing adjusted to the dim light for a while, and then saw that he had indeed fallen into an iron cage, but this time it was not immersed in water like a pig cage.

The cage was made of iron bars more than two meters high, and was covered with straw and dirty mats underneath. There were several thick chains in the cage that locked the cage door. There is a pit in the corner of the cage from which the stench comes from. Ma Fuqing took a closer look, sniffed it again, and found that it was indeed a poop pit for people to and pee.

He quickly covered his nose and stepped back, and suddenly his back hit something soft. He seemed to hear heavy panting, a slight whirring current running down his neck.

He was so frightened that he held back his breath, turned sharply, and saw a dark figure crouching behind him, the whites of his eyes shining very brightly in the darkness.

Ma Fuqing was frightened, he fell backwards, crawled a few steps backwards with his hands on the ground, and accidentally propped himself into the puddle of feces and urine with one hand.

The dark shadow seemed happy to see him covered in and pee, and laughed.

Ma Fuqing felt that the voice was very familiar, and when he looked closely, he found that it was his younger brother Ma Fuquan who was squatting in front of him.

"Why are you here?" Ma Fuqing asked puzzled.

Ma Fuquan smiled and stretched out his hand to pinch Ma Fuqing's neck: "You locked me up!" You locked me up! As he spoke, he pinched his neck hard and slammed Ma Fuqing's head to the ground.

Ma Fuqing wanted to resist, but he didn't know if he was a little weak in the rain, or his brother's strength was too great, anyway, he couldn't use any strength himself, so he could only watch himself being pinched by his younger brother.

He pulled his brother's fingers with all his might, muttering something that he couldn't even hear. Then his tongue came out, and it spat out like a hanged man. His eyes bulged out like a dead fish.

The strange thing is that Ma Fuqing is obviously dead, but he can still see himself and everything around him, but the despair and pain of the moment before death have not dissipated in him. He just watched himself die, and his brother smiled with satisfaction.

There was a clattering sound of footsteps on the stairs, not very loud, like walking barefoot without shoes.

Then a white figure appeared at the top of the staircase.

It was a headless woman, naked, white and white, like a white pig that had just pushed its fur in boiling water. The top of her neck was empty, the flesh was turning outward, and dark red blood was spilling from the mouth of her neck, crawling like a swarm of twisted worms.

Ma Fuqing saw the headless woman walking towards him step by step, who was already dead, her snow-white chest trembled, and a black mole on her left chest was particularly conspicuous.

"Give me back!" The woman said.