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Chapter seventy-eighth blood hammer

It was pitch black all around, there was no so-called man, there was no lake dyed red with blood, and there was no girl with her head knocked open.

I looked down and found myself lying quietly in the bathtub, surrounded by a pool of smelly blood.

"Have I woken up from a dream? Have I passed the test of terror?" I instinctively glanced at the edge of the bathtub.

There were originally three lit incense sticks inserted there, but at this moment, the three incense sticks had just burned out, leaving behind circles of gray-white incense ashes.

This circle of incense ash proves that I have successfully completed the terrifying trial!

"It was so dangerous, I almost couldn't escape from the dream." In fact, at this moment, I still don't know why I woke up.

That man clearly wanted to kill me, but I had given up resistance and was waiting for the bloody hammer to break my head. Why did I wake up from the dream so easily?

Thinking of the dream, I realized that I was not just dreaming.

After careful calculation, it seems that I had three dreams in total.

In the first dream, I met many fluorescent blood-horned antelopes on the grassland. What was shocking was that these fluorescent blood-horned antelopes had familiar human faces.

These faces gnawed at my flesh, sucked my blood, and tortured me to death.

And these people keep saying that I killed them? How could I kill them? It's really strange.

In the second dream, I met a girl in a purple skirt. This girl in a purple skirt gave me a very familiar feeling. Not only could she control mummies, but she also seemed to be able to silently influence people's hearts and make them lower their guard.

When I think of the girl in the purple skirt, I always feel that I have forgotten something. It seems that in my dream, I had some strange conversations with the girl in the purple skirt, but no matter how much I think about it, I can't remember those specific conversations.

As for the third dream, it was about meeting a man and a girl in a blue dress.

I remember that this dream happened on a mountain, but I can’t remember the specific name of the mountain.

Most of the dream memory was missing, so I had no choice but to give up tracing the memory and continue to look at the ashes scattered on the edge of the bathtub.

What is strange is that these gray-white soot vaguely form an inexplicable word.

"Blue?" I muttered the word while frowning.

However, I didn't pay too much attention to the word made of incense ash, because the blood in the bathtub was too cold, so I had to move my body as quickly as possible and tried to stand up from the bathtub.

But as soon as I moved my body, I felt a cold wave coming from my toes. Along with the cold wave, there was endless cramping pain in my stomach.

I can bear the cold snap, but the endless stomach pain is like a devil urging me to death, constantly tormenting my mind.

Tortured by stomach pain, my liver and intestines were severed, I had a splitting headache, and it seemed as if I would fall into coma again the next moment.

"Oops! Although I survived the first round of coma, there are still a lot of sleeping pill residues in my stomach. They will kill me! I have to vomit these residues out quickly!"

Without further ado, I quickly pinched my fingers and clasped my throat.

As the nausea came over me, a stream of white foam came out of my throat and stained the entire bathtub.

Along with the foam, there was also the remaining food in the stomach. The scene was very disgusting.

After vomiting all the foam, my mind recovered a lot and I was finally no longer drowsy.

Now that I was more awake, I quickly picked up the light salt water placed next to the bathtub and drank it all.

Finished drinking

After using this bottle of light salt water prepared in advance, although my spirit was not completely restored, it was mostly restored.

The cold current on my body finally disappeared, and the cramping pain in my stomach also eased a lot. I stood up from the bathtub with my hands on the edge of the bathtub.

The feeling of being naked was uncomfortable. After standing for a while, I wanted to get out of the bathtub and put on the clothes scattered on the floor.

But at this moment, a ghostly whisper sounded out of thin air.

"I gently caressed your face, but you cut off my wrist and sucked my blood."

"I have the highest respect for you, but you secretly covet my body."

"I bloom from the darkness, just to find my enemy. Oh, enemy, if I find you, I will definitely skin you and refine your bones."

I looked towards the bathtub tremblingly, and a bright light flashed where I looked.

The phone screen is on! This whisper should be the phone’s alarm clock ringtone!

Before I started the horror trial, I did set several alarm clocks on my phone, trying to wake myself up from my deep sleep with ringtones on my phone.

But I remember that the ringtone I set was not this creepy whisper. In other words, someone changed my ringtone out of thin air!

Who is so mysterious?

"By the way, before falling asleep, I did hear a scratching sound outside the door, and as far as I know, the bathroom door should have been scratched and broken."

Was it the person who broke into the bathroom and changed my cell phone ringtone without authorization?

While I was thinking about it, I bent down and wanted to pick up the phone, but before I touched it, I saw a blue shadow flash across the screen of the phone.

This blue shadow is very familiar, it looks like... like a girl in a blue dress in a dream!

No! She came out of the dream! Or she is the female ghost hiding in room 504!

As soon as this idea came to mind, I felt a sense of crisis coming from my mind.

I turned my head and looked around, and saw the incense ash forming the word "blue" on the edge of the bathtub suddenly scattered.

The ash poured into my nose, causing me an indescribable feeling of suffocation.

"It's dangerous!" I said it so late that I no longer bothered to pick up the phone, let alone get dressed, and directly grabbed the doll lying beside the bathtub.

This puppet is exactly that puppet from The Shining.

I'm going to use the doll's precognitive ability!

The ghostly whispers were still echoing in the bathroom. In this environment, holding the doll, I quickly followed the instructions in my heart and tightened all the red lines on the doll.

"The next step is to meditate on the current environment." I was sweating profusely and quickly closed my eyes, meditating that I was in a dark bathroom.

A second later, nothing unusual happened.

Two seconds later, nothing unusual appeared.

Until ten seconds later, a bloody scene crowded into my mind.

In this bloody scene, there is a bloody hammer that is particularly eye-catching.

And this bloody iron hammer is falling slowly and is about to break my head!

"Fuck!" In the exclamation, ten seconds passed by inadvertently, and I opened my eyes in panic.

Boom! Loud noise blooms!

Exactly like the bloody scene I had foreseen, a bloody hammer suddenly appeared from the bathroom and struck me coldly.

Even if I turn aside with fear and fear

As I jumped, the bloody hammer still scratched my back and fell on the bathtub.

Immediately afterwards, the bathtub suddenly broke, and the blood-colored water spread all over the floor like a runaway horse, gradually soaking all the items placed next to the bathtub.

A huge pain came from my back. I touched it with my backhand and found that my back was dripping with blood.

The blood and hair on my back were mixed together, and I was gasping for air in fear.

"This bloody iron hammer comes from the man in the dream. He never gave up killing me!" I stared at the bathtub with fearful eyes.

Fortunately, after the bathtub was smashed, the bloody hammer that appeared out of thin air disappeared.

I obviously escaped a big disaster!

I began to meditate deeply, from the ghostly whisper to the blue shadow on the phone screen, and from the man in the dream to the girl in the blue dress in the dream.

Finally, I came to a surprising conclusion.

The ghostly whispers before the appearance of the bloody hammer and the blue shadow on the phone screen were warnings given to me by the girl in the blue dress!

She is telling me that danger is coming! The bloody hammer is coming!

In other words, without these warnings, I would not have used the puppet's precognition ability in advance, nor would I have known about the bloody hammer coming ten seconds later!

"It turns out that from beginning to end, the girl in the blue dress had no ill intentions toward me. She even saved my life."

After all the previous experiences, I was convinced that the girl in the blue dress was the female ghost in Room 504.

"But where is she now? Is she trapped in a dream, or is she still in Room 504?" Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered the book "The Count of Monte Cristo".

But it was not the "Count of Monte Cristo" in the dream, but the "Count of Monte Cristo" that I used to conduct the terrifying trial.

It seems that after I woke up from the dream, I found no trace of the "The Count of Monte Cristo".

"The Count of Monte Cristo is the key to the horrific trial, so I have been holding it with me. Why did it disappear?" At this moment, doubts filled the pain on my spine.

The cover illustration of "The Count of Monte Cristo" is exactly the same as the transformed girl in the blue dress. I somehow feel that it is directly related to the girl in the blue dress.

"If you find it, you should be able to find the girl in the blue dress." But even though that was said, I didn't know how to find the "The Count of Monte Cristo" that disappeared out of thin air.

"Forget it, let's take care of the wound first." Unable to find "The Count of Monte Cristo" who disappeared out of thin air, I had no choice but to move to the light button and turn on the light.

After turning on the light, I was finally able to see the mess in the bathroom.

The bathtub on one side was smashed, and a large amount of blood was lying on the ground. Next to the blood, there was some foam and food residue, which should have come from his stomach.

There were a large number of items soaked in the blood, including lighters, mobile phones, the mysterious "Horror Bookstore Management Code", the knife stained with his own blood, a black backpack, a bunch of opened incense, clothes and several items inside.

The bottle was empty except for the copy of "The Count of Monte Cristo" that was used for the trial.

Those empty bottles originally contained light salt water and warm water, but I had already poured them into my stomach, so they became empty bottles.

"If you want to take good care of the wound, you have to rely on the pair of ghost nurses in the ghost book." I passed over the many objects in the blood and directly picked up the "Horror Bookstore Management Rules" lying in it.

It is mysterious to say that this code was originally soaked in blood, but when I picked it up, it quickly evaporated and dried, returning to its original appearance, as if it had never been soaked in blood.


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