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Eighty-nine. This man wants to die

Lu Li, who always remained calm at all times, was no exception at this moment, so Anna didn't know how to stop Lu Li, who had obviously made a decision.

"Just pay attention to my condition." Lu Li said.

"I can go instead." Anna thought of something, grabbed the life-saving straw that appeared and said, "Ms. Merlin said that I am more suitable to go to hell than you."

"But it's not suitable to find someone." Lu Li raised his eyes and looked at Anna: "Even if you find Richard, it will be difficult for him to say anything to you. Moreover, your consciousness is unstable and you may encounter some trouble and be unable to return it."

"You staying by my side is the safest decision."

"That's hell." Anna couldn't imagine what would happen to a living soul stepping into hell.

Lu Li replied calmly: "Mrs. Merlin has been there many times. In other words, she has traveled between hell and reality for decades."

"So she died, not long after we saw her." As she stopped, Anna remembered more details: "And don't forget the devil who left traces on the back of your hand. It covets your soul, and you actually want to

To go to its territory..."

Lu Li lowered his head slightly and looked at the inverted pentagram pattern on the back of his left hand.

This burn mark has faded and can only be discovered if you look closely. It seems that it has been years ago, but in fact it happened just a few days ago.

Anna's whisper continued to ring in her ears: "We can think of other ways, such as asking other psychics to help..."

"I can only go in person." Lu Li said.

Anna stared at Lu Li blankly. His eyes told her that this man was ready to visit hell.

Anna still resisted Lu Li's decision, but she stopped trying to persuade him and turned her gaze aside and said, "Do you still remember how to channel?"

Lu Li nodded and recalled Tesla and Mrs. Merlin's descriptions and details about hell.

[Chronic death is the surest way to enter hell. Most psychics will choose to suffocate and go to hell. This process is very dangerous, not only because it may actually suffocate to death, but also because of the dangers from hell]

Ignore the latter for now. The outside world is protected by Anna, so Lu Li doesn't have to worry about actually killing him.

His method of going to hell is the "slow death" that Tesla said. Drowning and suffocation seem to be the best options. Other methods, whether poison or bloodletting, are irreversible - you will never be able to return from going to hell.

However, it is difficult to create a drowning environment, and the only option is suffocation, which also relies on lack of oxygen to enter a near-death state.

This is why Lu Li prepared hemp rope.

He couldn't use psychological suggestion methods to hypnotize himself like Mrs. Merlin, so he could only truly experience near-death.

Lu Li tied the hemp rope hanging in front of him into a ring. The rope was tied a few centimeters above his neck line, which was enough to mechanically suffocate Lu Li without breaking his neck bones due to his own weight.

"Call me individually when my soul is gone for 10 to 20 seconds, but don't change my situation."

[You are not really dead, in fact you are still alive, you just cheated the rules there. So I usually call it suspended animation...or deep sleep. Yes, deep sleep. If someone touches your body or something happens around you

, your "corpse" that still has warmth will still feel it, recalling the departed soul]

"When one minute is reached, untie the rope and let me down."

"Is it too late... in such a short time?"

"The time in Hell is different from our time. The fiery time there is slower, like a dream..." "What's the 'ratio'?" "Kid, it's irregular. Sometimes it's just a little slower.

, sometimes it seems as long as a season..."]

"The flow of time there is different. One minute may be several minutes or even dozens of minutes. I have Richard's items, which allow me to appear near him." Lu Li put Richard's patchwork hat on his lap and used a

Hold it with your hands to make sure it won't fall: "The longer it goes, the greater the danger. Suffocation for a long time will damage the brain."

Anna nodded a few times and continued to ask: "How did you come back after you found Richard?"

[Just like when you wake up and realize that you are in a dream, forcefully open your eyes and tell yourself that it is time to wake up. Remember, there are many young psychics who did not die as evil spirits in hell, but lost their way and can never come back.

...If you want to avoid this scene from happening, it is best to have someone you can trust and who is not careless in character to wake you up.】

"I'll try to wake myself up. If I don't wake up, it's your turn to shout."

"Um."

Lu Li stopped talking. He sat upright in the wooden chair, put his head into the noose, and rested his chin on the rough hemp rope.

[The rumored devils and demons, the various low-level demons that have been confirmed to exist, and the dead who are suffering in hell and longing to return to the world - the temptation of a living soul that breaks into them is huge and unspeakable.

Any whispering being that detects your aura wants your soul]

The straight back returned to a slight arch, and Lu Li's buttocks sat back on the wooden chair - at the cost of his mandible being lifted up strangely in the rope, his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes turned red.

Anna looked at this scene, and a mist slowly appeared in her eyes. She thought that her informed self, coupled with her increasingly cold personality, was enough to face this scene calmly, but she underestimated the importance of Lu Li in her heart.

It was difficult for her to look at Lu Li's painful expression.

Bang - bang - bang -

A huge heartbeat that only Lu Li could hear sounded strangely in his head. The rapid suffocation made his thoughts become more and more obscure, like a rusty gear that turned stiffly for half a turn and then completely stopped.

Lu Li was not as full of pain as Anna had imagined - this kind of mechanical suffocation would not make people feel as desperate as when their lungs are filled with liquid when they are suffocated in water.

When the feeling of suffocation reached a certain threshold, the pain gradually faded away, and the thought that he no longer needed to breathe entered Lu Li's brain, which was about to stagnate.

At the last moment, a blurry picture and distorted sound appeared in Lu Li's mind.

[Interestingly, you will meet some old friends there...Those who were related to you but died, such as enemies, will know your arrival the moment you arrive in hell.]

There was no longer breath in Lu Li's nose. He sat in the wooden chair with his head hanging in the rope, as quiet as sleeping.

Anna, who was standing by, began to count the time silently.

Lu Li no longer knew anything about the outside world. Somehow, the bottom became as soft as plasticine, allowing his body to sink in faster and faster.

His body, or soul, began to fall downward——

Suddenly, a voice came from above.

"If you can't return it...I will go to hell to find you and bring you back."


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