The soil is full of rotten smell, and every time you step on it, an extremely unpleasant smell will be emitted from it, making you almost nauseous.
In a dark world, a black paper lantern swayed gently, emitting that extremely longed-for but very weak light. It could only illuminate a very small area of land, but it was still valuable.
Lin Mo has been walking here for more than ten minutes. There is only a small hill away from the red sky in the distance. Less than half of the lamp oil in the black paper lantern has been burned, and there is not much time left for him.
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"What the hell is this place?"
Looking at the severed hand on his arm, Lin Mo's brows knitted together tightly.
After walking for such a long time, he saw nothing. There was nothing except the rotten soil. This was a rather desolate space.
He did not give up, nor was he at a loss. The dark red sky was Lin Mo's goal. As long as he climbed over this small hill, he could see what was under the red sky.
I had a vague feeling in my heart that there must be something different there.
Lifting your feet and taking steps, the nauseating smell around you will become stronger with each step. When your steps fall, your shoes sink deeply into the ground. The texture of the soil is very strange, like mud, but with a little slipperiness.
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One step after another, Lin Mo climbed over the hill with difficulty and stepped onto the top of the hill. His eyes looked down at the dark red sky. When he saw the scene there, Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat.
I couldn't help but skip a beat.
The raised steps fell again, but the position was slightly shifted. A large ball of rotten soil slid to the side, causing Lin Mo's body to stumble. The balance he had struggled to maintain was instantly broken, and he slid directly down the sloping hillside.
Go down.
Large clumps of rotten soil were broken open and stained Lin Mo's body, while Lin Mo slid down to the bottom of the hill at an extremely fast speed.
Lin Mo maintained his balance with difficulty and did not let the black paper lantern go. At this time, there were not many things that Lin Mo could rely on, and he had to catch every one of them.
Struggling to stand up from the soil, Lin Mo's whole body was stained with the rotten smell, like a person who had been dead for a long time, like pieces of rotten flesh. He supported the ground with a black knife and used the black knife to stand up.
Paper lanterns illuminate the front.
When he saw the thing in front of him, his face became extremely ugly.
It was a small palm, the nails were black, and the flesh and blood on them had long since disappeared, leaving only the white finger bones stained with a bit of rotten soil.
Seeing this palm, Lin Mo had a familiar feeling, just like the palms Lin Mo met at the gate of Building 1 not long ago, but this palm in front of him
One is obviously much weaker.
The black knife slashed across it, and the small palm was instantly split into two halves. The cut was far from neat, because when the black knife touched, the small hand shattered, and all the bones turned into tiny particles and fell away.
It falls on the ground and merges with the soil that smells of rot, without distinction between you and me.
This scene made Lin Mo's face look even more ugly. He seemed to have guessed what the soil here was made of.
Looking up, on the ground under the red sky, broken hands were scattered everywhere. Lin Mo looked at the palms, some were mostly rotten, some were still intact, and some were touched.
It will break into pieces, just like the little hand before.
Those palms are like withered grass growing in this wasteland, making the weirdness here even more intense.
After walking a few steps, Lin Mo came to a palm that looked relatively intact. He used the black knife in his hand as a shovel to dig away the soil around the palm. The surrounding soil was scattered, and the hole had just been dug.
, it was filled up by the soil.
Lin Mo spent a lot of effort and finally dug out the surrounding ground to a depth that could reach his knees. However, the palm of his hand rolled directly down the slope and fell to the bottom of the pothole.
It's just a palm, with a wrist attached, but no arms.
It was the same as the severed hand holding Lin Mo's right arm, but it was obviously not something capable of attacking people at this level.
The pale palm lay in the depths of the pothole, and the rolling soil buried it bit by bit. Lin Mo had a feeling that the hand seemed to move, very weakly, as if he was laughing at Lin Mo's stupidity.
Laughing at Lin Mo's actions.
The palms were dug out, but neither the arms nor the body could be seen. These palms seemed to have grown out of thin air, strange and unpredictable.
Lin Mo's face was gloomy. He inserted the black knife into the soil. With a slight pick, he picked out the palm from the hole and dropped it to the ground next to him. The fracture at the wrist was not neat and the color had changed.
It became dark.
The soil was still rolling down, and just as Lin Mo was staring at the palm and thinking, the hole had been covered again, and the ground became smooth, as if nothing had happened.
There is nothing unusual about the palm. It is obviously very strange, but there is nothing strange about it. It is just a palm, no, a broken hand.
But what Lin Mo couldn't figure out was that there were no other parts of the body here, so if a living person left this palm here, where was her body?
No, at this point perhaps we should say, where are the other parts?
Slowly retracting his gaze, Lin Mo was ready to move on. At this time, he was still shrouded in the red sky.
If he wanted to discover more, he could only continue walking forward, towards the center of the curtain.
But before he could lift his feet again, Lin Mo suddenly froze. He looked at the ground in a daze.
The place he dug earlier had returned to its original state. If Lin Mo hadn't known that he had just dug a hole there, and saw the flat ground at this time, he would have thought that this place was originally like this.
"This is..."
He subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him, and a thought flashed through his mind.
Looking back behind him, towards the small hill, the light of the black paper lantern flickered slightly, and a flat ground appeared in front of Lin Mo's eyes.
The ground behind him, the ground he walked on, and the place where he fell have completely changed to their original appearance. The ground is flat and smooth, without any dents, and there is no place for anyone to walk.
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The little hand that had been chopped into pieces unexpectedly appeared in Lin Mo's sight again, and time seemed to be reversed.
The scene in front of him made Lin Mo's pupils widen. He looked around with some disbelief in his heart. He turned his head again and looked at the ground. There, a white palm stood there. It seemed that a person was buried underground. At this time
He was reaching out his hand, wanting to ask for help.
The palm that was thrown away by Lin Mo also returned to its original place, and everything around it returned to its original appearance, except... Lin Mo, the intruder.
"What the hell is this place?"
Looking up at the dark red sky again, Lin Mo felt a chill surge from his heart. In the blink of an eye, it had already rushed to his limbs. He felt an extreme cold, as if it was going to freeze him.
His body trembled suddenly, and Lin Mo came back to his senses. He realized that he could no longer stay here.
Using the black knife in his right hand as a crutch and holding a black paper lantern in his left hand, Lin Mo suddenly pulled his feet out of the soil and ran forward suddenly. The strange silence around him returned to the original state in an instant.
Those severed hands shocked Lin Mo's spirit.
He also suspected that this place was an illusion, but everything around him was too real. Whether he looked with his eyes, smelled with his nose, felt with his skin, or explored with the power of shadow, everything was like that.
reality.
In the end, we can only draw one conclusion: this is not an illusion.
The more real it was, the more terrifying it was. Lin Mo ran quickly. He didn't know what was in front of him or what he was about to encounter.
He just knows that he cannot stay here. He is worried that when the surrounding illusion suddenly recovers, he will change with it and become what it was before with everything around him - disappear...