[MTL, BL] I Am The Wildest Among NPCs [Infinite Stream]

3.2

After jumping into the square pit, there was only darkness in front of Yan Xiashen's eyes.

The air was so thin that it was difficult to even breathe. Yan Xia went to perceive the environment, only to find that he was lying in a confined space, so silent that he could clearly hear his breathing and heartbeat.

Yan Xiashen stretched out his hand and groped upwards, and soon encountered a hard and rough obstacle. He groped for two weeks, and reached the end before he extended his hand. This is a narrow and closed rectangular space, a space that meets these conditions. Quite a few, but the first thing he thought of was something he had only come into contact with—coffins.

He was probably trapped in a coffin.

This feeling is like he was directly sealed in the coffin after jumping into the square pit, and he did not reach the supernatural space at all.

Yan Xiashen touched it up again, but he didn't touch the nail, so he dismissed the idea.

In addition to the funeral objects, Yan Xiashen also touched a rope, which seemed to be connected to something. Due to the thin air, his small movements also consumed a lot, and it became more difficult to breathe. The feeling of oppression and suffocation was pressing on him, and it became heavier and heavier. For a moment, he even had a feeling similar to drowning.

Yan Xiashen did not move the rope, nor did he use the funeral objects inside. He lifted the clothes to cover his mouth and nose, took out the blood scissors obtained in the previous copy, and stabbed them upwards with the tip.

There was a lot of resentment attached to the blood scissors, and its power was different from that of ordinary scissors. Yan Xiashen didn't stab it twice, the coffin lid cracked several long gaps, the coffin collapsed downward, and sand, gravel and soil got in through the gaps. He quickly blocked it with his arm.

The movement was a bit loud, the rope was pulled, and Yan Xiashen heard the copper bell ringing above, penetrating the silence and darkness, shaking people's hearts.

Feeling that the bell ringing is not a good thing, Yan Xiashen quickened his action, cleared a gap and drilled out.

Fortunately, the coffin was buried so shallowly that it didn't take much effort to escape. Yan Xia brushed off the soil from his body. He wanted to take a deep breath of fresh air, but he actually inhaled an indescribable stench.

"What kind of smell is this?" Yan Xiashen was almost stunned by the smell. He pinched his nose and looked around. He saw graves, tattered or brand-new coffins lying between the graves. .

Looking further ahead, there is a black water river with some rotting corpses piled on the edge, and a bunch of crows roam in it, picking and choosing, stopping from time to time to peck a couple of bites. The reason for this stench is self-evident.

Yan Xia frowned, and he looked back at the coffin that trapped him just now. The grave goods inside were very crude and had nothing to use. The rope was indeed attached to the outside, with a bell tied to it, and if the rope was pulled inside, the bell would ring.

It seems that the person who buried him was worried that he was not dead, and deliberately gave him a life, but in this wilderness, even if the bell rang, it would not be able to attract help, and maybe it would attract some resentful spirits...

Yan Xia Shen When he thought about it, he found that the moonlight became darker. He looked up at the sky and found that a dark cloud slowly covered the moon.

"I don't know if other people are also buried. The system should be able to give an approximate location. I have to find them..." Yan Xia murmured to himself, he looked back, and saw a person silently Stand in front of yourself!