Chapter 150 In Chaos
byThe rain wet Xie Jin's hair along the brim of the hat, and there were drops of water hanging on his eyelashes, which were also continuously flowing into his eyes.
Wiping his face again, Xie Jin didn't care whether the rain would pour into his clothes. He raised his head and looked at the surrounding buildings, making sure that the underground palace exploration he had just come out was on the left.
He opened the half-drenched book again, but fortunately the leather cover blocked some of the rain, and the black notes on it were only slightly blurred.
Xuanwu in the underground palace faces north by west, and because he wanted to come out of the underground palace just now, he turned out from the small courtyard surrounded by the northern barbed wire, so he should be in the northeast direction now.
Xie Jin wiped off the water mist on the dial with his fingertips. He looked at the compass that kept spinning and didn't indicate the direction, and he vaguely felt something was wrong in his heart.
No, this watch is a professional device that just bought not long ago, so the possibility of malfunction should be very low. Besides, the compass is the only malfunction. Could this have something to do with the magnetic field that Fang Ziyu mentioned?
Xie Jin took down the phone from his chest. The video recording was always on, but there was no signal. It was as if something blocked the signal in this area, so it would have an impact on electronic products.
Putting the phone back into the holder, Xie Jin walked forward slowly with the searchlight in hand. Since electronic products can't be counted on, then rely on your own sense of direction and the direction Xuanwu is pointing to.
At this time, Xie Jin's mind was clearer than ever, and he knew that the first thing he had to do was to find the hole he saw in the underground palace from the outside.
He moved closer to the left side, and the more violent rain hit him, the chill continued to creep into Xie Jin's clothes along the cuffs.
Gritting his back molars tightly, Xie Jin raised his hand to wipe off the water on his face. He could no longer feel his own body temperature, his ten fingers shook uncontrollably like a sieve, and even his vision was blurred by the rain.
So cold, so cold.
If there was a mirror in front of him at this time, Xie Jin would know how bad his complexion is now.
The skin that had no blood at all turned blue in the rain, and the lips were as rosy as a dead person.
But even so, he still gritted his teeth and walked forward, just to find the right way with his own sense of direction.
I don't know if God has opened his eyes, or if the sky is endless. Xie Jin didn't even know how long he had been walking. The hole loomed there.
Xie Jin shook his head. He confirmed that he was not dazzled. The hole that was thought to be pierced was there, but why did he feel like he had traveled a long way from the backyard of the underground palace?
Illusion? No, it doesn't seem to be an illusion.
Looking directly at the hole, Xie Jin even felt that he could see the direction of the fine lines on the cracked bricks, but his body began to tremble uncontrollably from top to bottom, and at the same time he felt that the surrounding space seemed to be distorted.
That feeling is very strange, clearly able to see the things in front of me, but my mind is spinning in a daze. Xie Jin was a little terrified, he tried to widen his eyes, but the coolness on his body made him feel like a corpse without temperature.
The steps under his feet began to become chaotic, he stumbled and couldn't stabilize his body, and the feeling of dizziness became more and more intense.
Xie Jin didn't dare to close his eyes. He watched helplessly as the hole that seemed to be in front of him was stretched infinitely, and his limbs began to stiffen out of his control. Xie Jin didn't even have time to react, and fell to the ground unconscious in the whirling world.
Consciousness was always in a hazy state, Xie Jin still felt cold all over, he curled his body into a ball, as if he was trapped in the darkness and couldn't break free.
It seemed that someone was calling his name vaguely, Xie Jin couldn't lift his heavy eyelids, he could only listen to those calls around his ears, repeating them from far and near, as if he was tempting or admonishing something.
"Xie Jin, Xie Jin."
In the darkness, a pair of hands touched his cheek, Xie Jin did not resist the touch of those hands, because there was a very familiar feeling, he knew the owner of these hands was his mother.
"Xie Jin, my son."
Those hands gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and stroked Xie Jin's cheeks again and again, "Sleep, sleep well, you can see your mother when you sleep."
Xie Jin curled up, like an unborn fetus curled up in the mother's womb, accepting the touch of that hand.
He misses this feeling too much. His mother's death is a great regret in his childhood. He hasn't felt the caress from his mother for too long. Once this kind of emotion breaks out, it can't be controlled.
Tears were even more turbulent, and they couldn't help but flow out of the corners of his eyes. Xie Jin pursed his lips and cried silently, but he didn't know that his hands had quietly touched his neck where he couldn't see it.
"Mom...Mom...!" Xie Jin's murmur stopped abruptly, his neck was already firmly bound by those hands, and the sudden force made Xie Jin unable to make any more sound.
A moment of suffocation forced him to wake up, Xie Jin's face flushed red, and he could clearly see what was choking his neck.
It was not a mother at all, but a dry corpse stuck to itself!
He subconsciously stepped back and tried to shake off the control of the hands by moving, but with a muffled "bang", the back of Xie Jin's head hit something hard.
This doesn't work! He was locked in an extremely small space, and he was with a mummified corpse!
The mummy was lying on the chest, and Xie Jin could even see the sparse and falling hair on the top of his head with his neck stubbed.
With his neck suppressed, Xie Jin couldn't get the mummy off him directly. He remembered the yellow talisman that Wen Liang gave him, and he didn't know if it would work for him, so let's try it out first.
Xie Jin knew that there was not much time left for him, and if he didn't find a way to get out as soon as possible, I'm afraid it would become the same as the thing in front of him.
He suddenly raised his knees and pushed against the mummy's abdomen in a limited space. The mummy was caught off guard by him. Although his hand still did not let go, the weight on Xie Jin was released in a few seconds.
Xie Jin took advantage of this gap and took out a yellow talisman from his pocket and threw it at the mummy's face.
Although the yellow talisman is a little moist, it seems to be effective. There was a strange roar in the throat of the dry corpse, and then the figure became illusory, and finally disappeared from Xie Jin's sight.
"...It's not a mummified corpse, is it an obsession?" Xie Jin touched his neck with some fear. The yellow talisman given by Wen Liang should be made of cinnabar stained with his blood, and it will definitely have the effect of exorcising evil spirits.
Lying flat in this small space, Xie Jin couldn't figure out how he got here.
He was clearly looking for the entrance to the hospital outside in the rain just now, but why did he come here in a blink of an eye? Could it be that there are other people here besides him?
But even if he racked his brains, he couldn't think of a reason, and he didn't even know where he was now.
His body was still cold, and the wet clothes clinging to his skin also indicated that he was indeed in the rain outside not long ago. Xie Jin gasped for breath, and when his breathing was steady, he turned over and changed to a lying position.
Ten fingers stroked the surrounding walls, he bent his knuckles and tapped, the surrounding walls were not solid brick walls, and the sound of beating was very similar to that made by an iron plate such as stainless steel.
Xie Jin tried to move his body down again. He was about 1.8 meters tall, and he moved down about 20 centimeters to the end. In addition, the width was only enough to accommodate one person. A terrible guess came from him. My heart arose spontaneously.
This size is very similar to a coffin, but coffins are generally made of solid wood, not iron plates, so there is only another possibility that can be considered at the moment.
The corpse locker in the hospital mortuary. He had been to the mortuary several times, and he had also seen the scene where the doctor locked the body inside.
But how is this possible? Before he fell into a coma, he was still looking for the entrance outside the hospital. When he woke up, he found himself lying in the corpse locker of the hospital morgue. Not long ago, there was a mummy that killed him.
Xie Jin couldn't figure out how he got here, but no matter how he thought about it, he wouldn't have come in by himself. He has no memory of this, so it is very likely that some external factors have caused the current situation.
Reaching out and groping the surrounding iron walls, Xie Jin began to find that it was difficult to breathe. It was not the reason why he was pinched by the mummy just now. It was almost in a completely closed state. If he didn't escape as soon as possible, he would soon suffocate due to lack of oxygen.
He struggled to touch his hand behind him. Fortunately, the backpack was still there. Xie Jin dragged the backpack to his chest. He took out the searchlight from inside. The moment he turned on the light, the environment he was in was clear at a glance.
This is indeed like a corpse cabinet. There is a gap that is only a hair thick in the door of the head cabinet. Xie Jin can't see what is going on outside through the gap.
His brain was running fast, and he desperately recalled the structure of the door lock of the corpse locker. The locks more than ten years ago were not as locked as they were in recent years. If he found a handy tool, he should have a chance to pick it from the inside.
Xie Jin tried to push the cabinet door above his head with his hand, but the door didn't move at all, apparently locked firmly.
He was stunned for a moment, if he was brought here by some external factors, could the external factors still lock him in the cabinet?
Obviously that kind of external force is intelligent, whether it is a human or a ghost, its purpose is very clear, it will block him here.
Xie Jin curled himself up, his body flexibility is very good, even in this limited space, it seems a little difficult.
With his knees almost touching his neck, he switched the positions of his head and feet. In the small space, he could only hear his heavy breathing and the sound of his fast beating heart.
With his feet hard on the top iron, Xie Jin felt that his ligaments were about to be torn, but he still wanted to gamble.
Just by switching positions little by little, he switched positions with the help of the smooth friction of wet clothes on the iron sheet. Before he could even take a breath and breathe smoothly, his legs began to exert force against the cabinet door.
"Boom! Boom!"
Xie Jin knew how loud his voice was. In this place where there are many uncertain factors, it was inevitable that something would come over, but at the same time he had to go out.
Because he didn't have much oxygen left in the locker.
Ji Duan: Let me wake up, I'm going to save him!
Wen liang: (grabbing) No!It's not the time to come to us
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