Zhu Beichen felt that someone was constantly shaking his body, and subconsciously, he was still in the stone chamber deep underground, which might be called the catacomb, but there was no body buried in it.

Consciousness began to return, as if there was a feeling of soul returning to the body, and the call in my ears rang loudly.

The vision gradually woke up, and a strong light came in from the gap between the eyes, and the hazy outline looked like three thousand. When did this dwarf wake up faster than I did? But I remember that he seemed to have fallen asleep on the floor of the stone room with big characters facing the ceiling!

"Hey, you're finally awake, and you're scared to death."

Well, did I faint, how could Sanqian be so religious, like a Christian praying? You don't need to thank God, thank you to the Almighty Lord or something.

"Sanqian, why are you, shouldn't you still be in a coma, have you seen Gu Ling's old woman?"

"What a mess, you've been in a coma for almost two hours."

"I've been in a coma for two hours,, don't you also pass out with you."

"Daydreaming about you, you were in a coma in the wooden house just now, I can't see that you are so thin, and it is quite heavy to drag up, I wasted a lot of effort to get you out of it, you fainted directly in it, and lay down for two hours after coming out."

What the! Am I still on the ground? Is it the three thousand that went wrong, or is it me who has the problem? It's impossible, the environment just now, the personal experience is so real. Including the glow of the golden inscription on the stone wall, the obscure and difficult meaning of the words, and the real pain that poured into my mind, how could I be dreaming.

"You were really unconscious for two hours, and you disappeared after we entered the wooden house, and when I came out later, I found you fainting inside, and I picked you out." Sanqian's expression didn't look like he was lying, the surrounding environment was indeed the surface, and Wushan was still standing there behind him, and there was a dilapidated wooden house in front of him.

"Am I really in a coma for two hours?" Neither of them wore watches, nor did they have time-keeping tools, so the approximate time should not be wrong.

"I don't know what you're crazy about, as soon as I opened the door in the corner, you rushed straight inside, and you couldn't pull it." Sanqian's tone was still a little complaining, Zhu Beichen was going to have an accident, how to explain to the crazy girl when he went back, Han Qingxin definitely thought that Sanqian was poisonous.

"Fart, obviously you ran in first, I didn't have time to chase you, and I couldn't even see your figure after I went in." None of this is true, how can the truth be just the opposite, the order is all out of order, could it be that he was already dizzy before entering this wooden house, or maybe Sanqian is lying.

Both of them were silent, their words were not right for each other, and there was no better topic for communication. Or, they all feel that the facts are confusing.

"Are you sure you saw me go in first, and you followed up, and you didn't get confused and talking nonsense?" Sanqian's expression was very serious, serious and frightening, he realized that this was not a simple thing, it was not a thing to joke about, and no one would joke in this environment. What's more, Zhu Beichen has just woken up, and his consciousness has just turned from hazy to clear, and he will not tell lies. If it was true, who was the other three thousand he saw, and who led him in? Things are getting more and more complicated.

"Do you know what I saw inside the cabin?" Sanqian felt that he needed to mention to him the situation in the house, it was too weird inside. Maybe it can't be described as weird anymore.

What, this sentence is so familiar, didn't Sanqian ask the same thing at the beginning, asking himself if he knew what he saw in the house? It's not just a coincidence, there must be something in the dark that rules everything here. Zhu Beichen was flustered, and his face became more and more pale.

"Three thousand, thank you."

"Well, thank me for what?" Sanqian was puzzled, why was he inexplicable, I didn't ask him this question.

"You saw me, I was under a well thousands of meters deep, I was committing suicide, and you were welcome to almost go down to the well to save me." Therefore, Zhu Beichen said thank you. This has already happened, but now that history repeats itself, Zhu Beichen behaved calmly.

"How do you know?"

The next moment, it's time for Gu Ling to appear, but the time is staggered for a full two hours, will the details of the picture be the same?

Bang dang!

Here it is, the beating of iron. Zhu Beichen knew that it was the sound of a hammer hitting a nail, and there must be a rickety figure behind the wooden house, preparing a coffin for himself.

Rao had been mentally prepared, but the two were still startled by the sudden sound of metal collision. However, Zhu Beichen's fear is different. He was waiting for the moment to come, like a man waiting for the bell to ring at twelve o'clock at midnight, but you can't see where the clock is, and then the bell rings.

Sanqian's body was originally half-squatting, and after the hammer crashed, he almost didn't squat steadily, and he got up to find the direction of the sound.

Zhu Beichen grabbed him, "If you don't believe me, if you want to believe it, you have to listen to whatever I say for a while." His eyes were resolute and profound, and his thin figure was instantly majestic and tall.

"Well, I believe you." Sanqian couldn't understand why at that moment, he would choose to believe in such a person unconditionally, Zhu Beichen came from outside the mountains of southern Yunnan, and his origin was unknown, but Sanqian chose to trust. Because Zhu Beichen's eyes flashed with decisive wisdom, he swayed the courage and coercion of a big man.

The two walked around the wooden house, and everything behind the house was exactly the same as what Zhu Beichen had experienced in his subconscious. Layers of wood fragments scattered on the rotting corpse soil, Gu Ling's rickety figure 'again' appeared.

The difference is that the coffin behind the house has been made in a hurry. How could it be that the wooden coffin was built? Reality can be said to be the same as dreams, but it is completely undependent on the evolution and development of dreams, and there must be something wrong in some link. Why do you see a finished coffin now, this is not logical!

Hey, now that the coffin has been built, what is Gu Ling still beating?

Zhu Beichen's mind retracted, Sanqian was already hooking up and talking with Gu Ling, and the history in his subconscious was still running according to the established trajectory, and what went wrong was only the details. Gu Ling's expression was still as cold as before, without any emotional color, San Qian was definitely not her grandson, or this person was not really Gu Ling.

What's next? Zhu Beichen's memory is a little scattered, but Gu Ling is already using actions to help him recover his memory.

She got up and turned again, and there was a wooden door at the back of the hut.

The wooden door was unlocked, and the valley spirit opened faintly, and the evil cold air was about to come out from the ground.

He didn't want to experience the horror of the underground, so he suddenly pulled his hand and grabbed the three thousand. You said it, you believe me, and you will listen to me.

Zhu Beichen hopes that Sanqian can turn back, will he listen to his words?