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Chapter 852

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After lying in the coffin, Su Bai closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

He did not check the mysteries in the coffin, nor did he feel any excitement or excitement. The first thing Su Bai wanted to do was sleep.

He wanted to sleep peacefully.

Here, the place closest to the radio, the place where the radio was paying the most attention, and he was lying in the coffin, it should be absolutely safe.

Of course, if the man and woman were strong enough to blow up the radio, it would be a different story. If that was the case, there would be no point in worrying about it.

However, at least for now, at least for Su Bai, there was no more suitable coffin in this world for Su Bai to use as a bed. It was isolated from the world, without any interference from the outside world, and shielded from everything. To ordinary people and even to the listeners, it was probably an unbearable torture. A living person was about to be tortured into a living dead, unable to see the sun.

Around him, there was only darkness. Normal people would not be able to accept it.

However, to Su Bai, this was the most peaceful place in the real world.

Finally, he could let go of everything and sleep in peace.

His childhood.

The little fellow's current situation.

The appearance of a man and a woman.

Lychee's attack on him.

Let's put these things aside for now.

Because I'm tired.

Because I need to rest.

It was human instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm, and Su Bai had faced too many hardships. Any one of them could make an ordinary person have a mental breakdown, but he had relied on his abnormal willpower to survive. However, he was human after all. Human beings would always get tired, and there would always be a limit. Even if Su Bai's limit was stretched again and again, he had to be given a chance to temporarily put down his burden and think.

Moreover, it was very quiet here.

When Su Bai slowly opened his eyes, he only felt that he was full of energy. This rest was much more peaceful than when he had hugged the little fellow for the past two years. This was because when he hugged the little fellow, Su Bai could feel a sense of satisfaction, but at the same time, he also felt a sense of loss. Here, he finally had a small space that belonged to him, where he could rest.

Ever since the Fang family had been attacked twice, Su Bai really needed a place like this.

It was pitch-black inside the coffin. Even the eyes of the Blood Clan like Su Bai could not see through the darkness to see the wall. However, when Su Bai's fingers touched the wall, a feeling of telepathy appeared in Su Bai's mind.

This coffin was his home, and he was the master of this place!

With a thought, the environment around Su Bai suddenly became clear, and a flat space with an area of about 100 square meters appeared. There was a lamp that looked like a ghost fire floating in front of him, and under his feet was the hard, dry, and cold ground. He did not know what material it was made of.

"Oh." Su Bai said to himself with some understanding, "Is there a space in the coffin?"

Su Bai's will moved again, and the surrounding environment returned to normal, returning to the slightly spacious interior of the coffin. Su Bai raised his head slightly and wanted to sit up. At this time, the coffin lid directly floated up, and his mind moved at will. It was really very convenient. One still needed to press the button to go to the elevator, but here, there was no need at all.

Su Bai tried to stand up, then stretched out his feet and stepped out of the coffin.

"Hehe."

A smile appeared at the corner of Su Bai's mouth. This was really unexpected. When he saw Xu Fugui lying here, he thought that he could not leave the coffin except when he wanted to leave, but now it seemed that it was not the case. Xu Fugui was too lazy to leave the coffin because he had been lying for 20 years. In fact, in this Land of Proving the Way, he could still move freely, but he could not go out.

Of course, it seemed that it was not impossible to sneak out when the next person came to open the Proving the Way formation, but the broadcast would immediately teach him why the flowers were so red.

Some of the rules, some of the rules set by the broadcasters, were the biggest high-tension wires.

Su Bai walked down the steps. Ji Xiang and Ruyi were not here, so it seemed that he had slept for quite a long time.

Unfortunately, Su Bai was not an archaeologist. He had a good appreciation for antiques, but this was only because of his extremely good family environment in the past. For example, when Pu Yi was invited to his home by a Manchurian old man, Pu Yi could easily find several fake antiques collected by the other party's home. The Manchurian old man asked Pu Yi how he identified them, and Pu Yi directly said, "Oh, my home used to be full of these things."

There was no electricity, no Internet, no other media. Looking at his mobile phone, it was also out of battery. Before Xu Fugui left, he said that there were still a few boxes of cigarettes in his coffin, but Su Bai, who had just woken up, did not feel like smoking now.

There was a song that was very popular seven or eight years ago, "What I smoke is not cigarettes, but loneliness."

But now, Su Bai was surrounded by loneliness. It was pitch black, and there was no need for it.

He walked slowly, like taking an early morning stroll after waking up. But in fact, Su Bai did not know what time it was. Very quickly, he walked to the side of the altar.

Su Bai looked at the Dian Imperial Jade Seal placed in the jade box on the altar. Previously, when he officially recognized the coffin as the owner and entered here, this Dian Imperial Jade Seal also flew in front of him to "drink" for him. But Su Bai still remembered the first time he came here, when the Yunnan old archaeologist's hand touched the Imperial Jade Seal, it immediately turned into green pus.

This thing, he should be able to touch it, right?

Slowly walking to the top of the altar, looking at the Imperial Jade Seal, Su Bai stretched out his hand, not in a hurry to grab it, but waved it.

The Imperial Jade Seal automatically flew out of the box and landed on Su Bai's palm. Apart from feeling the warmth from the Imperial Jade Seal, there was no other feeling.

But Su Bai discovered that his consciousness was completely unable to enter the Imperial Jade Seal. To put it bluntly, this toy was a good thing, but for the current Su Bai, he could only play around with it as an antique, he could not truly control it.

Somewhat regretfully, he placed the Imperial Jade Seal back. In front of the altar was the Yellow Springs, below was the shore, and on the other side of the Yellow Springs was a towering cliff.

Su Bai stood in place, surveying the Yellow Springs in front of him.

Honestly speaking, if he had to look at the scenery here for twenty years like Xu Fugui, thinking about it from a different perspective, perhaps at that time, Su Bai would be too lazy to come out of the coffin again.

Because everything here was unchanging. The Yellow Springs flowed in a continuous cycle. Although there was movement here, it was a kind of dynamic stillness.

Dry, tedious, and monotonous, this was the eternal theme of this place.

Su Bai saw Lucky and Ruyi. Lucky was strolling along the Yellow Springs, while Ruyi was crawling on the shore.

These two cats, it was indeed difficult for them to play together. It was like this in the past, and it was still like this now. They were two black specters in the Land of Proving Dao, but there was a clear dividing line between them, they did not interfere with each other.

After a while, Lucky raised its head, seeing Su Bai standing on top of the altar, then it lowered its head again, continuing to stroll.

In that instant, the human and cat's gazes crossed, Su Bai saw a trace of guilt in Lucky's eyes.

After all, Su Bai had always trusted the little fellow to it, but it had not been able to protect it well.

But in reality, whether it was the scene of Lucky being heavily injured or the scene of the cuckoo crying blood after recovering, Su Bai knew that the injuries Lucky suffered were not lighter than his.

Su Bai slowly sat down on the altar. Everything around him was like an old black-and-white photo, but it appeared so real in front of him, and he did not know how long it would stay with him.

But Su Bai suddenly felt that it was not good for him to start to hate this place after just waking up. It was best not to set the mood too high at the beginning, even if it was disgust, it should be done slowly, otherwise, what would he do in the future?

"Hiss …"

Suddenly, Su Bai reached out and grabbed his chest. A familiar feeling of suffocation came, and his heart felt as if it was being compressed, it was incomparably painful.

No matter how strong you were, no matter how high your realm, at this time, the broadcast treated everyone equally, truly making all living beings equal.

The phone that was completely out of battery lit up at this moment, automatically opening the built-in radio listening application software on the phone. Immediately, a familiar voice came out, and of course, the opening that seemed to never change. He believed that most of the listeners with some experience should be able to recite it:

"Dear listeners, welcome to the horror radio program. I am the host of the program. I do not have a name, because a name does not have the slightest meaning here.

If you do something wrong, you must be punished. In ancient China, the degree of punishment for a noble breaking the law and an ordinary person breaking the law was completely different. It was the same in the West. The so-called Emperor breaking the law was the same as a commoner, but it was just a big pie.

In fact, even in the modern era, the nature of the law had not really changed.

Therefore, the punishment of the listeners should be governed by the rules of the listeners, and not by any other person.

Otherwise, the rules would be messed up.

Therefore, what I'm going to tell you next is a punishment story to remind you to be a law-abiding citizen in real life.

The title of this punishment story was "A Day of Terror",

According to legend, there were 18 levels of hell. The first 17 levels of hell were filled with all kinds of punishments, but the 18th level had no punishment.

She just locked you in one day of your life, making you go through the cycle again and again, making you continuously experience the most painful day of your life.

There was no end,

There was no end,

There was no end,

Oh no, please forgive me for my slip of the tongue,

There is still an end,

For you, death is actually your final destination.

And the end of our story... "

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