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Chapter 11 Inheritance

To briefly describe the appearance, it is a bronze key stem with a monotonous round buckle wrapped around one end, and the convex handle on the other end is made into a window grille-like pattern. The shape is unique, and it is difficult for people to associate it with its actual purpose.

Only people like Victor, who have experience in previous lives, know that this thing is an antique-level "tube" key.

The light-transmitting hole at the back could still absorb some weak moonlight. Victor held the key and felt a little dumbfounded.

If he were a thief, he could still find a way to unlock the handcuffs and iron cages with this thing, but with his frail white-collar life experience in his previous life, this thing was just a piece of scrap metal in his hand...

The sheriff outside has given Victor an execution notice - he will be hanged at noon tomorrow. This also means that he only has less than 12 hours.

With Victor's current popularity and connections, it is difficult for anyone to take the initiative to rescue him. People from the Inspection Bureau might, but they don't know that Victor is locked up in a cell now.

"We have to find a way to contact the outside world."

Victor was thinking about a solution in his mind, and his cuffed hands unconsciously weighed the strange key.

Unexpectedly, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and suddenly saw that his hand seemed to have changed its shape in the dark environment, and some strange and wriggling black shadows grew out of his arm and wrapped around the key.

Victor was startled, blinked, and the squirming, amorphous palm returned to normal.

"Are you dazzled?"

Victor put his handcuffs on the iron fence, where the moonlight could be illuminated through the holes high behind, allowing him to observe carefully.

The hands are normal, just a little dirty.

Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, he blinked again. Suddenly, a shocking scene suddenly appeared. Victor saw that his hands had completely changed their shape, turning into a black wriggling living substance, like disgusting slugs, clinging to

The mysterious key secreted green liquid.

"ah!"

Frightened, Victor subconsciously shouted out, but in his eyes, the normal palm and the mutated black limb showed a strange overlapping state, and they were constantly interlaced and flashing, like two

The unrelated world suddenly started to communicate, and now he, Victor, was inexplicably pulled into the cracks of the planes.

Not only that, everything he looked at showed a state of intertwined dimensions. The same position and the same items took on completely different forms in the intersection of dimensions, and overlapped each other. This may be the interlacing of time.

Maybe it was the intersection of space, but no matter what, Victor couldn't bear such a mental impact.

At the same time, some mysterious murmur suddenly appeared in Victor's mind. These mysterious and obscure whispers seemed to be tearing at his will. Coupled with the chaotic dimensional scene in front of him, Victor felt like he was about to lose his spirit.

A harbinger of collapse.

His eyelids began to droop, and his consciousness began to fade. At the most dangerous moment, Victor was basically certain that this must be it! It was the terrifying creature parasitic on his mind that started to cause trouble again!

"Let me... let me go! Ah! Hahaha! Ah!!"

The bizarre images were colorful, and a large amount of information rushed into Victor's brain, almost torturing him into a madman. He kept shaking the iron cage and shouting hysterically, which soon attracted the attention of the three police officers outside.

"What's wrong with that kid?"

"Would one of you go over and tell him to be honest? Or just give him a bullet!"

The sheriffs briefly discussed it, and then the footsteps gradually approached the door outside the cell.

Suddenly, the strange key that Victor was holding came out of his hand, and it clicked on his forehead. Victor's chaotic thinking was like a sudden power outage, and his whole body went limp and quickly collapsed.

This scene was not seen by the Sheriff who broke in. When the other party opened the door outside the cell, he could only hear the heavy snoring coming from the cage.

"Why is this kid asleep? Wasn't he still making trouble just now?"

"Forget it, he doesn't have a few hours to live anyway, come back and have two more drinks!"

There was teasing coming from behind, and the other party closed the door again with his backhand.



The entangled words are still echoing in my ears, like the sound of a cradle, the murmur slowly dissipates.

The strange and gorgeous scenery kept passing under Victor's eyes like a revolving door. He was awakened by a sound like a morning bell, but when he opened his eyes, he suddenly found that for some reason, he was actually in this place.

In front of a dilapidated and collapsed silent tile-roofed house.

Shaking all over, Victor looked around, his heartbeat suddenly speeding up.

"What is this place?"

As far as the eye can see, there are bluestone steps covered with moss, the bright hall is overgrown with weeds, and climbing plants cover half of the dilapidated walls.

The dilapidated tile-roofed house is located in a dense forest, facing the edge of the forest not far away, which is behind Victor. The place is filled with mysterious and boundless thick fog.

The dead leaves under my feet were blown by the breeze in the forest, making a rustling sound.

Victor's clothes were still the same dirty coat, but the scenery around him was quite unfamiliar.

A moment ago, I was still in a simple cage. Was this time traveling again or was I dreaming?

Hearing the branches swaying in his ears, Victor clenched his fists and suddenly discovered that the ancient bronze key was still in his hand!

The shackles on his hands miraculously disappeared. Subconsciously, he felt something, so his eyes moved up and focused on the door of the dilapidated tile house in front of him. Between the cracks in the door, there was a lock the size of a fist!

Victor's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that……

He walked a few steps forward and came to the mysterious tiled house. He picked up the key and inserted it into the lock. There was a click and it was really inserted!

And it can rotate, but the next second it bangs, the lock falls directly, and the door of this dilapidated tile house is actually opened by Victor!

The finely carved lion door knockers opened to both sides, and then thick dust rushed towards the face.

Victor was very curious as to why the key in his golden finger could open this room and what was in it?

He stepped inside and quickly took stock of the internal environment, but he only saw the collapsed incense table, rag-like flags and various damaged stone statues.

The only ones that were intact were ten rice futons arranged in a certain pattern on the dirty ground in the middle. There was also the table facing the entrance, which had a row of things similar to spiritual tablets, but none of them were there.

name.

A thin yellow gown hangs on the desk, with the lower part almost touching the ground. There is a damaged plaque on the top of the desk opposite, and the plaque is actually written in traditional Chinese!

"Man proposes, God disposes?"

Victor silently recited the words on the plaque in front of him, and combined with the current environment, he felt that this place was very similar to a Taoist temple in his previous life...

"Taoist temple...wait a minute, the style of painting is wrong. Which world is this place in? Have I traveled back in time again? Ah~!"

Victor had just muttered to himself, but before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a strong pain all over his body.

His skin and muscles seemed to be ignited by fire. He struggled to take off his shirt, and suddenly saw that his body was wrapped around a black, snake-like squirming creature.

The shape of this creature is exactly the same as what Victor saw growing on himself in the intersection of dimensions when he had a mental breakdown. But now that there is no intersection of dimensions, this monster has actually appeared! And its body tissue is bonded to Victor's skin.

Together, the cells between each other are like at war, but Victor's body is resisting, while this weird creature is eroding him!


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