Horror recovery: I push the heavens horizontally with my body!

Luo Han suddenly asked, "Can you see what day the anniversary is?"

"Let me see." The bald man bowed his head and flipped through the book.

"November tenth."

November [-]?Luo Han thought about it, and always felt that this time had a special meaning.

"Who knows what time it is?" Luo Han asked.

The inch-cut man said, "There is a watch shop in the center of the town. They have clocks with the date on them. Just go and have a look."

Hongyu on the side said, "Before you enter the secret realm next time, you should bring a watch with a perpetual calendar function."

The inch-cut man shook his head helplessly, "No money."

Luo Han nodded and said, "Since we're all on the third floor, how about we go to the fourth floor to have a look?"

Then the four followed Luo Han upstairs.

The fourth floor is already empty, except for a pair of drying racks in the center, on which white gauze skirts are placed.

Luo Han asked, "What can you see?"

Hongyu was the first to answer, "Pure white gauze skirt, spotless."

The inch-cut man asked, "Is there anything strange about the white skirt?"

Luo Han looked at the bearded man and the bald man again, and they both answered in the same way.

This time Luo Han was even more surprised. In his field of vision, the display on the fourth floor was not a white gauze dress at all.

It was a scarlet gauze skirt dripping with blood, and the blood on the skirt even flowed to the edge of the stairs on the fourth floor.

"Boss Luo, is there anything strange?" the inch-cut man asked.

Luo Han didn't want to explain too much, "Let's go to the watch shop first, and we'll talk about the matter on the fourth floor later."

Under the leadership of Luo Han, everyone set off for the clock shop. At this time, it was already the sixth day they entered the nightmare corridor.

According to the rules of the Nightmare Corridor dungeon, they will usually return in the early morning of the seventh day.

Hongyu and the others were both excited and nervous.

There is no doubt about Luo Han's strength, but the notoriety of Juemei Nightmare is also like thunder.

No one can say for sure what the outcome of Luo Han's confrontation with Shang Jue Mei Meng Nightmare will be.

A few people came to the watch shop in the town with trepidation.

The outer door of the clock shop has decayed, but the interior is still clean.

The room of the clock shop is filled with hundreds of clocks and clocks, large and small.

The cropped man just glanced at the clock with the perpetual calendar.

"Today is November [-]th," said the inch-cut man.

"In other words, tomorrow is the anniversary of the giant white tower. Does this have any special meaning?" Hongyu asked.

"I don't know..." The bearded man shook his head.

"Tomorrow is both the anniversary and the last day for us to escape from the corridor of nightmares." Luo Han said.

At this time, the bald man suddenly asked, "In fact, I have always had a question, why is this reincarnation dungeon called Nightmare Corridor? Why isn't it called Jue Ming Town?"

"Everyone died in the small town, what does it have to do with the corridor?"

Facing the bald man's question, Hongyu said, "This is named after the reincarnation space, it's not up to us to decide."

"When he said that, I really have some ideas. Could it be that the key to our escape is actually in the corridor?" the inch-cut man said.

Luo Han lowered his head to think about the possibilities mentioned by several people, but his thoughts were more pure, whether it was the last clue in the corridor, or killing Juemei Nightmare and escaping from the sky.

It was all the same to him, except for a delay of a day or two.

"Now that we know the current time, let's go back to the church and have a look."

Under Luo Han's proposal, everyone returned to the Holy Light Cathedral.

"Push the door." Luo Han said, looking at the closed church door.

The bearded man took the lead and pressed his hands on the tall door, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push the door open.

"What's the matter? You can't even open the door without eating for a day?" the bald man laughed.

"Try it, this door is weird." The bearded man said angrily.

Without saying a word, the bald man kicked towards the door.

bang——

But the door didn't budge.

Strange?

The bearded man and the bald man tried hard together, but it still didn't help.

No matter how hard they try, the church door just won't open.

Seeing this, Hongyu and the inch-headed man also went up to help, but they still couldn't open the door.

Don't let us in, this cathedral must be weird, why didn't you find it before?

Could it be that as time goes by, the problem will appear a little bit?

Luo Han thought about walking towards the door, "Get out of the way, step back."

Luo Han put his hands on the door, and a strong repulsive force suddenly emerged.

Luo Han didn't change his face, the holy power of the flames gathered in his palm, and the golden light soaked the entire gate.

In about five seconds, the door of the church was slowly opened under the blessing of Luo Han's great strength.

"It's really weird, but I don't know what secrets are hidden inside." Luo Han kicked the door open.

A rotten breath came over his face.

Hongyu and the others hurriedly covered their mouths and noses, while Luo Han erected a shield of holy light to block in front of everyone.

"Boss Luo, how many secret arts do you know?" the cut-headed man looked at the light shield and asked.

"Only one, but there are many changes." Luo Han responded.

"Come in and have a look, let me find fault together." Luo Han said.

Hongyu and the others followed Luo Han into the Holy Light Cathedral again.

"Look at the portrait of the bishop, the burned area has expanded again." The bearded man shouted.

Luo Han raised his head, and sure enough, the burnt area of ​​the archbishop's portrait had expanded again, reaching the position of the bishop's chest.

There is also the statue of Jesus, which seems to be more decayed than it was seen yesterday.

It's like... yes, it's like being drained of power.

"Go and take down the portrait of the Great Hierarch." Luo Han said.

But Hongyu and the others were in a bit of a dilemma. The portrait of the archbishop was more than ten meters long and wide, and the four of them couldn't get it off at all.

Luo Han shook his head, still relying on himself, "Forget it, I'll do it."

Luo Han activated the holy power, and removed the portrait of the archbishop from the wall.

"You four can carry the statue of Jesus, follow me." Luo Han said.

"Where are you going?" Ruby asked.

The trio of men with cropped heads also looked puzzled, what's the use of carrying such two things?

"Go to the giant white tower and gather all those strange things together. I want to see who is making trouble." Luo Han said.

Luo Han's idea is very simple, whether there is a problem with the portrait of the archbishop or the white gauze skirt on the four floors of the giant white tower, they all change with time.

Putting these things together, will there be anything new?

In other words, find the key to solve the mystery.

It was already noon when Luo Han brought the four of them back to the giant white tower.

He approached the giant white tower, and suddenly discovered that the bottom of the giant white tower was dyed red by blood at some point.

"Why doesn't Boss Luo go in?" Hongyu asked.

The owed chapter has been filled in, and the May Day holiday is over.