"Save me!"

The figure in the dark stretched out his hand to Shang Jianyao, like a drowning man trying to grab the last straw.

But Shang Jianyao was cold all over, as if he was slowly sinking in the winter water.

As the hand got closer and closer to him, the darkness with a glimmer of light appeared before his eyes shaking violently.

Finally, the darkness shattered silently, and the sunlight shone in, allowing the black coffin and the "mum" in Mai to re-emerge into Shang Jianyao's eyes.

His consciousness returned to the real world.

At the same time, his body was still filled with obvious paralysis, and many nerve endings were beating gently.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Baimian took back his left hand, which was still lightning, and asked with concern, "I saw that your expression was distorted, so I tried to wake you up."

Speaking of this, she sighed with gratitude:

"Fortunately you took off your mask!"

"How long has it been?" Shang Jianyao asked without answering.

"About three minutes." Jiang Baimian could tell the answer without looking at the watch without turning his wrist.

She had been paying close attention to Shang Jianyao's situation and specific time just now, after all, they could not stay in the temple for too long.

Shang Jianyao thought about it and said:

"I feel like it's only been a dozen seconds."

He then described the dark environment he had just "seen", the windows in the dim light, the blurred towers in the distance, and the figures crawling under the window.

"That figure is shouting 'Save me'?" Jiang Baimian asked in surprise.

Shang Jianyao answered the question:

“He used the dirt language.”

Jiang Baimian looked around the temple layout, looked down at the "mistress"'s black hair and rough maiyi, and nodded gently:

“It’s normal.”

She immediately started to mutter to herself with great interest:

“He was actually shouting ‘Save me’… Does this mean that his current state did not arise naturally?

“When he explored the depths of the ‘spirit corridor’, something went wrong, he was trapped inside, and his consciousness could not return to his body?

"Before, his breath was integrated into the fishman awakened person. If he wanted to be nurtured, he was trying to open up the channels between the spiritual world and the real world?"

Every time Shang Jianyao entered the "Sea of ​​Origin", she would have similar concerns, and she naturally made a speculation.

"It may also be that he wants to make some attempts and trap his conscious consciousness in his subconscious." Shang Jianyao gave another possibility.

At this moment, he was doing academic analysis seriously.

Jiang Baimian said "yes":

“But this can’t explain why his body survives until now.

"Can't it be that when in such a dilemma, the body of the human or the awakened person will naturally enter a state of suspected deep freezing?"

Her question was not answered for a while, so she could only say:

"I don't know what that window and the tower outside the window mean.

"If it's the situation you guessed, it should be some kind of psychological mapping, and if I guess correctly, it may be a scene deep in the 'spirit corridor'..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Baimian looked at his watch with his wrist:

"There is not much time left. Let's search for any other clues. There is no discussion about anything here," he said.

Shang Jianyao deeply agreed, put on his mask again, and took off the flashlight from the armed belt.

The yellowish column of light quickly shot into the black coffin, allowing the shadows everywhere to fade away, revealing more details.

Jiang Baimian held the gun with one hand, bent down, and with the light of the flashlight, he checked the sleeping "god" named Yan Hu from top to bottom.

As her eyes moved inch by inch, she suddenly found that several nails had broken on the right hand of the mummy, dyed dark red.

"Injured?" Jiang Baimian moved his heart and signaled Shang Jianyao to concentrate the light of the flashlight on the inner board of the coffin next to the right hand of the "mistress".

As the light ruled the area, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao saw scratches at the same time.

Some of these scratches are normal, some are intermittent, and some are stained with dark red marks.

"This is what he made with his fingers after he fell asleep? He could still move his fingers occasionally, in the early stages?" Jiang Baimian couldn't interpret what the scratches mean for a while, because they might have been made in several times and were not completely aggregated.

She no longer held the gun and let it hold it on her body. Then she took out paper and pen from her pocket, moved the scratches one by one to the paper according to the layout of the inner board of the coffin, and actively shortened the distance between them.

After the reproduction was completed, Jiang Baimian finally recognized what these scratches were.

They are four rusty texts:

"New", "World", "World"

"New World?" Jiang Baimian never expected that the prompt that the "god" Yan Hu used all his strength to leave behind was such a phrase after he fell asleep.

Shang Jianyao suddenly realized:

"He is trapped in a new world!"

"Will this be a little too simple? And, what does the new world represent and where is it?" Jiang Baimian did not blindly deny Shang Jianyao's speculation, but only raised more questions.

"I don't know." Shang Jianyao was quite honest.

Jiang Baimian turned his wrists and looked at his face again:

"Go back and discuss and continue."

She and Shang Jianyao quickly checked the situation in the coffin and found no more clues.

They seized the last time and quickly passed the left and right corridors of the temple, but in the end, they could hardly see the dust here.

"It's almost done, it's time to quit." After returning to the place where the coffin was parked, Jiang Baimian made a rational decision.

Shang Jianyao seemed a little reluctant, but he still chose to obey the group leader's orders.

Jiang Baimian finally glanced at Yan Hu who was sleeping in the coffin, and his eyes swept over his closed eyes, his skinny face, and a slightly yellow white shirt, and fell onto the branch bracelet on his right wrist.

Jiang Baimian guessed that this should be an item that can produce wonderful effects, but the final change of the fishman awakened person made her dare not try it rashly.

What I know is that the things left by Yan Hu have similar backdoors or "viruses"!

"Hu..." She let out a sigh, suppressing her greed, turning her body, and walking outside the temple no longer turned back.

Such high-risk things are better for subsequent vigilant sectarians or companies that specialize in handling similar matters.

Shang Jianyao was not in a hurry to follow her, put away the flashlight, took a step abruptly, and used his hands wearing rubber gloves to lift the coffin board up and cover it up.

After doing this, he stood in front of the coffin where he could no longer see the sleeping "god" and bowed solemnly three times.

Jiang Baimian, who had decided not to look back, stood in the patio and watched the scene speechlessly.

"He is not dead yet..." Jiang Baimian sighed.

"This is warmer and you won't be harassed by insects." Shang Jianyao gave his own reasons, and then he put down the white curtain at the entrance of the hall.

Jiang Baimian said "hoosh":

"Then you bowed a ghost?"

"Peaceful." Shang Jianyao answered truthfully.

After the two left the temple with each other, Shang Jianyao turned around again and closed the dark door lightly.

"It's so polite." Jiang Baimian commented in an unknown way.

She continued:

"While there is still time, we will search in other houses to see what clues can be found."

It's far less than near, they opened the door and entered the house directly in the alley outside the temple to conduct a simple investigation.

Unfortunately, it seems that it has been sifted by fish people, leaving nothing related to the text.

The only thing that can be seen is that there are traces of fighting in many places, with the already black blood stains printed on them.

"It seems that he was attacked by the 'unintentioned person', and no one survived in the end..." Jiang Baimian made a judgment based on the information provided by the fishman captives.

When the "heartless disease" in the town broke out, the remaining humans became the prey of the "heartless people".

Due to time constraints, Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian didn't stay for too long, so they left the house in the alley and rushed to the place where the bicycles were parked.

When he was about to reach the entrance of the alley, Jiang Baimian turned around and looked at the doors he had deliberately not closed, and said thoughtfully:

"Who closed the door for them?"

The "unintentional" who is hunting in the house should not have the instinct to close the door casually.

"Full automatic." Shang Jianyao replied seriously.

As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed out outside the alley and said happily:

“The bike is still there.”
To be continued...