Poof, poof, poof-

A knife stabbed his manifolded body.

Tang Yichuan listened to the sound of the knife piercing his body, and the fear of facing death made him shudder, but he didn't even have a chance to tremble. There was only severe pain, and extreme helplessness.

This feeling of infinite terror unstruck him, as if he saw the invisible hand grasping a sharp bamboo and stabbing him continuously, making him a blur of flesh and blood, like a leaf in a rainstorm.

Is he going to die? Who was killing him?

He tried his best to turn his head to see who was killing him, but he didn't have the strength, and it was pitch black, and he finally couldn't see anything, as if he was gradually sinking into a strange cold pool with only the smell of blood.

His body continued to sink, sinking into the depths little by little, a feeling of loneliness, helplessness, and boundless fear enveloped him, and there was still someone staring at him.

The cold pierced into the bone marrow, Tang Yichuan shuddered, the whole person seemed to be wrapped in cold darkness, and he kept sinking, as if he was about to sink into endless hell.

There seemed to be terrible laughter all around, and the hideous imps jumped around him, laughing.

Is he really dead?

Death, is that what it feels like?

There was no temperature on the body anymore, and gradually, even the only warmth in the heart was gone.

The little sapling in his consciousness suddenly turned a little yellow, the leaves fell, and the sapling fell to the ground crying to death, and it was barren.

Consciousness is gradually fading away, and thinking is beginning to be frozen, but why don't you see black and white impermanence, why didn't you hook his soul away?

Just when he realized the end of the end, Tang Yichuan suddenly felt something pull on his shoulder.

It was as if he had woken up from a nightmare, and all his strength returned, and there was a sharp pain in the wound on his shoulder, but when he opened his eyes, there was only a sticky feeling, and he couldn't see anything.

Tang Yichuan gasped violently, but he didn't breathe air, and what he inhaled in his mouth was just a bloody liquid as thick as blood.

"Ahem, ahem!" Coughing violently in the liquid, causing him to inhale a few more sips of liquid.

But his consciousness was restored, and he calmly held his breath and began to swim frantically towards it.

Finally, Tang Yichuan felt that he had struggled out of the water, he could breathe, he took two breaths violently, reached out and touched the viscous liquid on his face, and he saw a little red light in the darkness.

In mid-air, there was a suspended carved red lantern, which was emitting a weak light, illuminating a qiē around Tang Yichuan.

Tang Yichuan looked down and saw that he was surrounded by a large area of red liquid, those red liquids had a strong fishy smell, a kind of blood smell, Tang Yichuan looked at this lake that seemed to be formed by blood and hurriedly swam towards the shore next to it.

His body was stained with red liquid, which made almost every inch of his body sticky, and his eyes and mouth seemed to be stained with glue, making it difficult to open and close.

After crawling to the shore and sitting down, Tang Yichuan confirmed his wounds, the only wounds on his body were the shoulder and hand of the Cerberus bite, and there were no wounds anywhere else, as if nothing had happened to him in the bamboo forest just now.

But the strange thing was that he clearly remembered that it was a real thing, and it was impossible for him to not even be able to distinguish the hallucination from the real situation, and Tang Yichuan felt that this villa ghost did not have such a powerful mana to maintain his hallucination, and it was so real.

What's going on, he should have been dead, but he wasn't?

And said that he was dead, and now he was in the depths of hell, and that lamp above his head was a conjuring lamp?

The big red hollow lantern was indeed very similar to the rumored spiritualist lantern in the underworld, but the lantern did not show him the way.

Tang Yichuan got up from the ground, he felt that all the strength of his body had been drained, and it was very difficult to get up, which further confirmed that the qiē that happened just now should be real.

So is he dead or not?

At this time, Tang Yichuan still had palpitations, the sharp and cold bamboo pierced his skin, and the feeling of inserting it into his body was still vivid, and he was creepy when he thought about it.

At this moment, the red lantern suspended in the air suddenly emitted the voice of a young girl.

"Go back, this is not where you should be!"

"Who, who are you?" Tang Yichuan turned his head to see that there was no one around, and what he was talking about seemed to be a red lantern in the air.

"I'm the Conjuring Lamp, but you don't deserve to die." The red lantern in the sky continued to speak.

"Is this really the underworld? People who are not dead will not come to the underworld, right? I'm already dead? Tang Yichuan looked up at the red lantern, he was not afraid of this talking lantern, but had a sense of joy when he met a person who could speak.

"This is just a kick in the underworld, you have a marriage with this place to come to this place when you are dying, you go back quickly, if you don't go back, your life will really be gone." The red lantern said eagerly.

"How am I going to get back? I don't want to die either. Tang Yichuan was also a little anxious, he didn't plan to die young, he only lived less than half of his life, how could he die just like that, it was really a pity.

Red Lantern was silent for a moment, then said, "I'll help you!" ”

The red lantern that originally emitted a faint light suddenly bloomed with a strong light, and the light hurriedly surrounded Tang Yichuan, making Tang Yichuan feel that his whole body became warmer, and after a while, Tang Yichuan felt that his body was light, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to his body, and he was opening the red cloth on the sarcophagus in the red room at this moment!

His hands trembled suddenly, Tang Yichuan looked down at his body, the blood was gone, it seemed that the qiē just now had never happened, and he returned to this place, as if time had gone backwards.

What's going on, did what just happen before?

Subconsciously, he still lifted the cloth, and then Tang Yichuan found that the matter was repeated, whether it was his dream just now, or if it really happened, under the blood-stained cloth, there was still his corpse covered with wounds!

Almost the same as the last time, Tang Yichuan turned around and rushed to the door, and as soon as the door opened, as soon as Tang Yichuan went out, there was still the bamboo forest outside.

When Tang Yichuan turned around, the door behind him had been closed, and Tang Yichuan had the same feeling again, someone was staring at him from behind, and the terrible feeling made him hairy all over his body and his scalp numb.

Without even thinking about it, he began to run, knowing that the same thing would happen, but he ran to the bamboo forest, and then saw the place where there were corpses everywhere......

Tang Yichuan died again, the same way of dying, he also sank into the darkness, and he also saw the red lantern again.

He sat on the ground and looked up at the red lantern waiting for the red lantern to speak.

Sure enough, the red lantern spoke again, "Why are you here again!" The girl's voice was startled.

"Sure enough, it's the second time, so I'm not dreaming!" Tang Yichuan also muttered in some surprise.

"You can't come to this place." The girl's voice became a little frightened, "I finally let you out, I can't let you continue to suffer, get out, get out of here!" ”

Tang Yichuan was sent back again, this time Tang Yichuan didn't uncover the blood-stained cloth, he chose to walk out of the door directly, but after opening the only door, Tang Yichuan was desperate, what he saw was the sharpened bamboo forest, the terrifying bamboo, as long as he saw it, he could feel the pain of the sharp piercing of his body, leaving a hole.

This time Tang Yichuan chose to stand motionless at the door, but what still couldn't be changed was that someone seemed to push him from behind, he fell out, and then involuntarily began to walk forward.

In the end, Tang Yichuan wanted to avoid the two bamboos that he had died twice, and when he made a detour, his feet suddenly slipped, and he still fell on top of the two bamboos while lying on his back, and the familiar feeling of death came again.

Tang Yichuan saw the talking lantern again......

Again and again, the red lantern sent Tang Yichuan back, and again and again, Tang Yichuan entered the strange circle of death again, and his death seemed to have entered a cycle mode......