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The man's voice belonged to the photographer in the tour group. Jiang Ke remembered that he said during the introduction that his name was Song Ming.

If the sound of chanting has the ability to "brainwash", does that mean that as long as you can't hear the sound of chanting, you can stay "awake".

In this way, these twelve people are all awake now.

Even though they knew each other was awake, they still didn't dare to move. The man's scream was too shrill, and no one dared to bear the consequences of walking around or making any noise.

The sixth sense warning was lifted. Although it was not humane, Jiang Ke secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Ke's body twitched unconsciously due to fear. He opened his eyes tremblingly, wanting to observe the current situation.

The sound of chewing was amplified in the darkness, and the sound of swallowing was extremely clear. When you realize that the person being eaten is the teammate who was talking to you two days ago, you can't help but start to take on the role of yourself.

Jiang Ke's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He held the beads around his neck. The familiar warm touch gave him some courage out of thin air.

Jiang Ke took a deep breath to relieve his overloaded lungs due to excessive tension.

He got up very gently, bent down to the window, and looked out through the iron bars.

He saw a dark area, and at some point, the chewing stopped.

Maybe when he climbed out of bed, maybe when he stuck his head out and looked out.

Jiang Ke had goosebumps all over his body. He gritted his teeth and sweat flowed from his forehead to his neck.

He saw the black mist gathering near the window, and finally turned into the appearance of the red monk he saw during the day. "He" barely maintained his human form, but the corners of his mouth were cracked to his temples, and there were circles of teeth in his mouth, like a wringer. It was like a meat machine. Jiang Ke even saw the minced meat left between the teeth.

"His" body also seemed to be alienated, his knuckles became very long, his nails were dark like sickles, and they were stained with the blood of the photographer.

"Caught you..."

"He said.

Jiang Ke's eyes darkened and his mind was buzzing. He watched helplessly as "him" cracked the corners of his mouth and showed him a bloody smile.

Like a vicious predator toying with his easy prey, "he" enjoyed Jiang Ke's fear. With just a move of his fingers, this weak human would turn into a pile of rotten meat.

Jiang Ke felt his consciousness being pulled out of his body, and his arms, legs and head were being pulled.

At this time, the beads on his chest became extremely hot. Just when he felt that his limbs were about to be torn apart, he heard a crisp "bang".

It was the sound of broken jade.

He regained consciousness for a moment and found his hand on the doorknob.

As if being burned, Jiang Ke suddenly retracted his hand.

Then he looked towards the window, and there was a pair of eyes staring at him maliciously.

Jiang Ke seemed to know something and took a few steps back, away from the door.

This door is a shackles, a cage, and a glimmer of hope.

After knowing that I was safe for the time being, I felt a lot less fear in my heart.

Jiang Ke's psychological quality has been buffed and strengthened through repeated collapses, and the growth brought by the line between life and death is huge.

He even has the intention to stare at the monk in red now.

The appearance of the monk in red is undoubtedly terrifying, but compared to the inhuman appearance just now, at least his current appearance is not that different from what it was during the day.