Chapter 8 of the Chinese New Year Short Story

I hurriedly leaned down, picked up the key, and looked around with a little excitement. The key www.biquge.info is still the same as before, and the whole body is made of unknown dark black metal, without any pattern embellishment, and it is really difficult to guess from the surface what this key is used to open it.

I made up my mind and knew what I was going to do, and it was clear that what I was going to do was to find something that the key could open.

After a moment's hesitation, I looked curiously at the small bronze door that had been opened. Inside the door is an empty old burial chamber, except for an ancient blue-gray sarcophagus without a lid in the center.

Although I had been mentally prepared for a long time, and vaguely guessed the scene inside this bronze door, but seeing it so really in my eyes, I couldn't help but be stunned for a while! The burial chamber inside this door is the same as the one I spent in the previous two awakenings!

It's fucking wicked! it! It can't be that you met a ghost hitting the wall and turned back, right? If I want to say that I have encountered a ghost hitting the wall in reality, then I am absolutely skeptical. But this is an illusion, and since it is an illusion, it is inevitable that everything can happen. I glanced at the white-haired corpse lying on the ground again, and smiled bitterly in my heart, isn't this guy a living example?

I frowned and thought, but kicked the corpse of the white-haired dry corpse at my feet, this guy is indeed dead and can't die anymore, if it really is a ghost hitting the wall, it still makes me a little unbelievable. The ghost hits the wall, the focus is on this ghost, so since the monster in front of him is dead, where is the ghost? After thinking about it, I still think that it is more reliable to explain the current situation from a scientific point of view.

In terms of simple and straightforward thinking, there are actually two identical burial chambers at both ends of this corridor, and I just walked from one burial chamber to the other through the corridor. But can the current situation really be that simple? If it's really that simple, then if I think about anything else at the moment, it's a bit unfounded and scared of myself.

This simple logic must be based on the burial chamber in front of me, not on the original burial chamber in front of me. If this is the same burial chamber that I woke up from, then the whole problem is even more complicated......

Suppose that the two straight corridors in front of the tomb at an angle of 90 degrees are A and B. The current situation is that I started from the tomb and walked into the A corridor, but before I knew it, I walked into the B corridor and walked back to the burial chamber again.

What is it called? It's called space travel! In other words, when I was walking in corridor A, there may have been a spatial distortion phenomenon on a spatial node, which connected the spatial node of corridor A to the spatial node of corridor B, and without my knowledge, I had crossed from corridor A to corridor B.

No way! Thinking of this, I gasped, if this was the case, then I would probably be trapped in these two corridors forever, walking repeatedly, falling into an impossible spatial loop, never able to get out......

I looked at the white-haired corpse lying on the ground again, and a very ominous premonition came over me, and my heart sank to the bottom.

Why didn't the white-haired corpse kill me in the first place? Instead threw me back into the tomb? I remember Dr. Xu saying that no matter whether I succeed or fail, eventually I will wake up and return to the real world. But...... What if there is no success, no failure, but instead entering a dead loop of space travel?

Is it because the white-haired dry corpse knows this, so it didn't kill me, because what it wanted to trap me in was not in a tomb, but in this endless spatial death loop......

The more I thought about it, the more confused I became, and the more I didn't dare to continue thinking about it, after all, all this was just my guess, and I needed to improve to prove this guess. If this is the case, then the only thing that awaits me is suicide to end this horrific cycle......

pinched his eyebrows, and the palm of his hand holding the dark black key was already oozing cold sweat. When I looked at the straight and quiet road in front of me, the apprehension in my heart was self-evident. This time, I want to verify not only one of my own guesses, but also my final ending......

As soon as he took a step, he caught a glimpse of the corpse of the white-haired dry corpse lying aside, and couldn't help but hesitate slightly.

Tomb robbers have an old saying, "The corpse does not leave the head, and the underworld weapon is borrowed." The head here does not refer to the head of the corpse, but to the coffin where the corpse is buried. Because the importance of the burial coffin to the corpse is no less than the head of the corpse, the corpse without the coffin is equivalent to the violent corpse wilderness, which is a hundred times worse than without the head.

The meaning of this sentence is very simple, I borrowed the burial vessel for you, but I will continue to put your body in the coffin as it was, so that you can continue to be buried. It is generally a method used by the older generation of tomb robbers to comfort themselves, and they think that doing so is not too damaging to yin morality.

I looked at the sarcophagus in the burial chamber, then at the white-haired corpse at my feet, hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up on dragging the white-haired corpse into the sarcophagus. First of all, I never thought of myself as a tomb robber, so the old words of tomb robbers have nothing to do with me. Secondly, it was just a phantasmaginal dream in my own mind, and it had nothing to do with tomb robbing.

The most important thing is that I have to leave the corpse of the white-haired corpse in front of the bronze door to prove my guess. If I do come back this time and see this corpse again, then I guess I'm going to start thinking about Fa'er becoming a corpse......

This time, I walked more slowly than before, almost touching the wall on the outside of the corridor, walking little by little. I want to try to judge whether there really is a so-called spatial node from some sensory or tactile changes. Because if this node really exists, then maybe at some point one of my hands has touched the wall of another corridor.

It was quiet in the corridor, but this quietness invisibly brought me an incomparable depression. Without the threat of the white-haired corpse, I still didn't feel a trace of relief.

I don't know when I started to deal with things more and more cautiously, and I always like to think twice before I act carefully, when did it start? I really can't remember anymore......

I walked slowly for about seven or eight minutes by touching the wall, and suddenly! I stopped, opened my mouth in disbelief, and looked at the wall inside the corridor, as if I had seen the strangest scene, where ...... A beautifully carved jade door appeared......