I Was Once a Legend

Lin Hangzhi went to the nearest tent to search. This is probably the place where two people slept. Apart from sleeping bags and clothes, there were thick black books. Unfortunately, Lin Hangzhi couldn’t read Latin, so he didn’t know the details. content.

He was looking for something like a bandage that could treat the wound, and at this moment, there was another noise outside.

Lin Hangzhi pricked up his ears vigilantly, he slipped out of the tent, dodged carefully, five or six men in black robes came back from the turn, they were talking in a low voice, and they were about to come here.

Lin Hangzhi could only carefully move towards the blind spot of those people's sight, and gradually moved to the edge of the cemetery. He only paid attention to the people over there, but accidentally slipped his foot and fell to the ground.

The fall hurt a bit, Lin Hangzhi grinned and braced himself to get up, but his hand suddenly touched something hard.

Lin Hangzhi lowered his head and saw that it was an upside-down cross, and it looked like a prop or a mechanism somewhere.

He tried to hold the horizontal bar of the cross with two fingers, and lifted it lightly to try how the thing would start, but he didn't expect it to be looser than expected, and it was pulled out all at once.

Lin Hangzhi: …………………………

With a bang, the trap door opened under his feet, and Lin Hangzhi only had time to let out a scream, but he stretched out his hand but failed to grab the edge, and fell down along the inclined tunnel.

It was only after falling to the bottom of the tunnel that Lin Hangzhi managed to get up. In the darkness, he stared blankly at the light ten meters above his head, and truly realized what it means to be at a loss.

The slip was very steep, a full seventy degrees. This kind of slope can guarantee that people will not fall to death when they fall from a height. Lin Hangzhi tried a few times and chose to give up. It is impossible for him to climb up again.

He stared at the little cross that was still tightly clutched in his hand, and cursed vigorously, now that he was in this state, there was no way he could return to Xia Qiongyun's side.

I hope she can take care of herself. He sucked out most of the poisonous blood, so it should be fine.Lin Hangzhi still believed in Xia Qiongyun. To be honest, Xia Qiongyun was more or less better than him in almost every aspect.

With the slight light above his head, Lin Hangzhi groped in the passage. There was a road ahead, slanting upwards, and he didn't know where it would lead.

Lin Hangzhi had no choice but to move forward along the passage, and the surroundings were extremely quiet. After walking about five or sixty meters, steps appeared. He held on to the side and climbed up the steps step by step.After walking in fear for about 60 minutes in the dark, Lin Hangzhi walked up the first step, and suddenly he let out a ouch, and covered his touched head with grinning teeth.

Lin Hangzhi raised his hand to touch it, and the stairs continued, but the top was blocked, like a cellar door.

He pushed hard and felt a slight looseness at the top of his head. He was overjoyed, took a deep breath, and with all his strength, he pushed the thing blocking the top open a crack.

The long-lost light came in and sprinkled on Lin Hang's face. He squinted his eyes to adapt, and pushed away all the heavy stone slabs blocking the exit, and climbed out.

White candles filled the surroundings, which was also the source of the light that Lin Hangzhi saw. Three or four meters away from the entrance of the cellar was a door.Lin Hangzhi pushed the door tentatively and walked into a windowless room. A cross was placed near the center of the wall. Other than that, the space was empty and lit by flickering candles. He looked around and felt that It was furnished like a confessional.

In the confessional room, believers can confess their sins to the priest, repent and make amends for the accused sins. When the priest forgives their sins, the believers will be forgiven.

He reached the interior of the church through a secret passage from the secret cavity under the church, but Lin Hangzhi has not yet figured out his crimes, and there are no priests in the room, how can he pray?

Let's go out first.

Lin Hangzhi turned around, but suddenly found that the door when he came was closed at some point.

An alarm bell sounded in his heart, he rushed to the door with a stride, and yanked the door handle hard, but just like what he was most worried about, the door was locked.

Just now, while he was observing the confessional room with his back turned to the door, someone had quietly locked the door.

Who is it?

Why did the man trap him here?If you want to do it, why not just sneak up from behind?

Countless speculations flooded Lin Hangzhi's mind. After frantically opening the door to no avail, Lin Hangzhi stopped his wasted efforts. He took a few steps back, took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, looking for a way out.

It is impossible for the box to make the pilgrim face a real dead end, there must be a mechanism that can open other passages.

He took the lead in studying the most conspicuous cross, touched every inch of it inside and out, but found nothing.

Lin Hangzhi frowned and looked around again. He looked up at the ceiling and found that the room seemed a little smaller than when he first came in.

... a little smaller?

Lin Hangzhi immediately walked to the wall, stood still, straightened his arms and pressed his palms against the wall. Half a minute later, he clearly felt the push of the wall to him!

The walls are moving!

Lin Hangzhi estimated the distance with his naked eyes. At the current speed, if he can't find a way out in an hour, he will be squeezed to death here!

In an instant, Lin Hangzhi's cold sweat broke out.

He slapped the walls like crazy, trying to find some hidden mechanism, but there was nothing. After feeling all around the room, Lin Hangzhi finally managed to calm down.

He is a doctor, he has been exposed to too many deaths, and with the experience of Pure White Realm in the past few years, he has a relatively open view of life and death. Lin Hangzhi has thought about it countless times, if he hadn't met Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing and his party Man, probably died in a corner of a box long ago, right?

The room narrowed in half silently and became a rectangle. The door was still tightly locked, maybe it could only be opened from the outside. Lin Hangzhi checked all the places he could investigate, but found nothing.

There is no other exit from this room.

This is the death trap Kether set for him.

Lin Hangzhi was sitting on the ground, the distance between the walls on both sides was less than one meter at this time, he could barely lean sideways, the overly cramped space made it difficult for him to breathe, although he had enough oxygen, he felt the pain of suffocation.

It would be too painful to be squeezed to death, right?

If he is destined to die, then he will definitely choose a comfortable way to die.

After his death, maybe he can meet Xiao Cui Dongzheng and the others again in other forms, or...meet Alan.

Lin Hangzhi's heart was completely at peace. He touched the mark on his wrist, and the shotgun as a customized weapon was taken out. He sighed, and took out two dice and a set of tarot cards from his pocket. .

He carries these things with him all the time. After entering the box, he should have changed his role in the plot, but he still has them for some reason.

The wall cloth approached inch by inch, and Lin Hangzhi quickly laid out the card array. His Tarot divination skills have not been slowed down, and the accuracy of the blessing of ability is rising steadily, but when the accuracy reaches a certain terrifying number, He seldom thinks about it, because Lin Hangzhi realizes that when he knows the predetermined result of something, people's behavior decisions will be affected involuntarily, which is actually not a good thing.

But now, none of that matters.

Lin Hangzhi closed his eyes, silently recited the question he wanted to divination three times, and began to draw cards.

The tarot cards were opened one by one, and Lin Hangzhi's eyes widened when he saw the faces of the cards.

tower.fool.grim Reaper.

Death Card No. 13, the plague banner in the hand of Death, brought disease and death, but also gave hope of reconstruction.

The number 0 Fool card is the first card in the Tarot, and it can also be regarded as the last card. 0 represents no beginning, chaos, selflessness, a self-circulation.

And Tower 16, the scariest and most destructive card among the 22 Tarot cards, represents a complete disintegration from the foundation to the top, an irreparable collapse.

Righting the tower, everything will be destroyed.

Being the Fool is neither the beginning nor the end.

Reversing the god of death, a glimmer of life.

This is……

Lin Hangzhi has never drawn such a card, maybe a huge change happened somewhere he couldn't see, it might be the heirs, it might be the queen.The god of death came to the devastated land, but the "pope" and the child survived, turning the desperate situation into a glimmer of life.

The wall pressed against his back, pushing him with undeniable force, while the other side squeezed his legs, trying to trap him to death.

The cross in the middle has been twisted and twisted. Lin Hangzhi stood up, and the wall was only [-] centimeters away from him. After a few minutes, he would be squeezed into a puddle of flesh just like the cross.

There is no time for hesitation.

He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and tremblingly pointed the gun at his temple.