I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

He felt relieved, watched the video site's food broadcast, and finished eating Shaxian Shredded Pork and Egg Fried Rice, and drank a can of iced happy water. The movie was emboldened, and it finally reached eleven fifty.

Putting the crowbar and the flashlight on the bed, Lu Bian turned off the light, touched the bed with the light of the mobile phone, lay down, and quietly gripped the crowbar tightly with his hand.

Holding the stopwatch, Lu Han waited until the second hand turned to twelve o'clock, put down the phone, and closed his eyes.

Start counting your heartbeats.

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===003. Counting heartbeats ===

thump--

thump--

thump--

In the darkness, all sounds became extraordinarily clear.

Lu Bian could hear the howls of the wild cats in heat downstairs, the noisy noises of unknown households, and the chirping of insects that were covered up by the noise of the day.

The clearest is the heartbeat.

The normal human heartbeat rate is 10 to [-] beats per minute, [-] beats per minute, less than [-] minutes, neither short nor long.

Lu Bian carefully counted his heartbeat and focused his attention. Gradually, he found that the sounds around him had disappeared.

thump--

thump--

thump--

Everything was silent, only the sound of his own heartbeat proved the fact that he was alive.

Suddenly, Lu Bian found that his heartbeat seemed to slow down. He had just counted to one hundred, but it felt as if several minutes had passed.

It's normal for the heartbeat to slow down due to the relaxation of the body, and Lu Bian tried to persuade himself.

thump--

In the slow heartbeat, Lu Bian felt that his consciousness also became blurred.

squeak--

At this moment, the cabinet by the wall seemed to make a noise, as if something was knocked out of the cabinet door, accompanied by a slight opening and closing sound.

What is it?

Lu Bian was suddenly startled, leaned towards the cabinet consciously, and almost opened his eyes to check.

But after the opening and closing sound, the world fell into silence again, as if what just happened was just a superfluous illusion of Lu Jian.

He clenched the crowbar in his hand, waiting for a possible attack, feeling nothing.

In the huge space, only Lu Bian's heartbeat remained, which kept slowing down.

thump--

Is your heartbeat so slow?

How long has it been?

This heartbeat continues to slow down, will it die?

It seems that with the slowing of his heartbeat, Lu Kian's brain also began to lose its function.

stab-

At this moment, some kind of sharp, high, and heart-piercing scratching sound rang from the head of the bed above Lu Bian's head.

stab, stab, stab—

The scratching sound was continuous, just beside Lu Bian's ear, getting closer and closer, and finally, the sound was intertwined with the almost disappearing heartbeat, as if scratching on Lu Bian's scalp!

It seemed to scratch Lu Bian's head and pull out the contents!

stab, stab, stab—

"do not care!"

Lu Bian is no longer ready to continue this mission. If this continues, he is afraid that he will never see the sun tomorrow.

Holding the crowbar tightly, Lu Bian was about to open his eyes, trying to find a way to hit the thing around him.

But it was only at this time that Lu Bian realized that he couldn't open his eyelids at all.

Not only his eyelids, but also his hands, legs, and body could not move. He seemed to be pressed down by something, unable to make any movement at all.

"!!!"

The scratching sound got louder and faster.

Lu Bian tried to struggle, but kept his original posture. He felt something was scratching the board behind him, under the bed board, and the sharp thing was repeated over and over again, never ending.

stab, stab, stab—

In such an extremely strange and tense situation, Lu Bian suddenly felt that his left hand could move a little.

He moved his fingers, trying to ease the tension all over his body.

The next moment, he touched a warm, soft, delicate hand.

Lu Bian suddenly felt that his tension disappeared, his whole body relaxed, and it seemed that he could wake up from this nightmare-like reality at any time.

The scratching sounds around him seemed to disappear.

Lu Bian took a breath.

The next moment, some kind of frightening thought swirled in his mind.

"Whose hand is this that I live alone?!!"

A greater sense of disobedience rose from the place where the hand touched him, and Lu Bian felt shivering all over, accompanied by the fingertips of that hand gently brushing his forearm, upper arm, neck, cheek, this shivering feeling. more and more obvious.

In this state, what Lu Bian admired was that even now, he was still counting his heartbeats accurately.

"490 six, 490 seven five hundred!"

At the moment of counting to five hundred, Lu Bian felt that all the pressure on him suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, Lu Bian woke up.

He opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed with the crowbar lying well, not holding it in his hand.

Lu Bian sat up.

Everything was business as usual in the room.

The door of the cabinet was closed, the bedside was clean, and there was nothing strange around him.

Lu Jian felt his heartbeat, and it was very fast, as if he had just run 100 meters.

"Did I just fall asleep?"

Did you fall asleep during such a dangerous and strange mission?

Lu Bian has always felt that he is a cautious person who makes decisions and then moves.

I didn't expect to have such a big heart.

"Uh, but counting your heartbeats in the dark might be really hypnotic, right?"

Lu Bian thought of the task, he picked up the flashlight, turned it on, and got out of bed.

The shadows under the bed became more and more intense, and in the deep darkness that even the light of a flashlight could not dispel, it seemed that something unusual was bred.

It was quiet all around, without any sound.

Lu Bian leaned over, the ground was cold, and the bed board was squeezed, making a creaking sound.

He probed towards the bottom of the bed.

Under the empty bed, there is only the accumulation of dust, and

That ridiculously dressed Blue Road doll!

The moment he saw the heavily made-up eyes, the scratching sound rang out again, this time, from Lu Bian's head, smashing his brain, obliterating his sanity, and reaching the end of the abyss.

stab, stab, stab—

Some kind of strange thing is about to break out of Lu Jun's brain!

"!"

At the moment when the thing burst out, Lu Bian opened his eyes.

He heard the chirping of insects outside the window, the high-pitched howling of the cat, and the sound of water droplets from the unfastened faucet hitting the sink.

He came back to reality.

At least here is the world he is familiar with.

Lu Bian didn't know what happened just now, what was the source of those voices, how could he have another dream in the dreamland.

He turned on the light.

Curiosity drove Lu Bian to the bedside, he leaned down, took a deep breath, and prepared to look under the bed again.

Death is indeed addictive, and curiosity can't be quit. Now Lu Bian just wants to see what's under the bed.

He flashed it with a flashlight.

Garlic, crosses, hundred-dollar bills, and lots of salt.

Other than that, there is only a thick layer of dust.

However, on the dust, there seem to be traces of some kind of creature staggering over.

This trace seems to be struggling from the outside of the bed towards the place where it should belong, and it seems to be trying to break through the shackles of darkness and squirming outward. Looking at these traces, Lu Bian found that it disappeared in the area where the lights were shining, and no one knew it. The final destination of these traces.

Is it a cockroach?mouse?Or that funny puppet with a funny smile?