C55 life-killing knife

In addition to the stockings that the girl was wearing, it would have added a lot of security to my life.

After grabbing it in my hand, I took a few quick breaths. This way, I would be able to store a little more oxygen in my body.

Tang Rou had already slowly moved to the water's edge. The other two were also on alert. After all, if I really was in danger, they would have to pull me up by the rope in my hand.

"Regardless of whether or not you have that thing, as long as you are in danger, shake it quickly. We will bring you up immediately."

I nodded my head towards Tang Rou to show that I understood and then jumped with all my might, directly falling into the ice-cold bone-piercing water. I held onto the only waterproof flashlight in my hand and swam towards the bottom of the well.

I tried not to look around.

He wondered if there really was a corpse in the well, or if it was just some sort of vengeful spirit.

I just want to get that dagger back as soon as possible. That way, I can get out of this predicament.

The whole process was surprisingly smooth. When my hand was about to reach the bottom of the lake, the shiny object didn't meet with any obstacles.

I thought maybe it was because my mind was preoccupied, but just as I was about to reach out and pull the metallic object out of the mud.

Suddenly, I felt an itch in my neck.

I immediately felt uneasy, but this time I clenched my teeth and ignored it.

I know that all the dirty things in the world like ghosts take advantage of people's fear. If you are strong enough, you might be able to turn the tables on others at times.

I hardened my heart and reached out to grab that pile of mud. As expected, when I held it in my hand, it felt ice-cold. Even though that thing had a peculiar shape, it was definitely a genuine dagger.

Overjoyed, I didn't forget about my agreement with Tang Rou and the others. I hastily shook the rope in my hand.

According to my original plan, as long as those few people used their full strength, they would be able to pull me out of the well in an instant. No matter how dirty the things inside the well are, they wouldn't be able to do anything to me.

I don't know why, but I tried to pull on the other end of the rope a few times, but there was no response. I could feel that the rope was already stretched taut, and even if it was the nerves of the few people on top, it was impossible for them to not feel it.

What the hell were these guys doing? That they were in danger and didn't have time to take care of me?

I didn't have time to think too much about it. Since no one was paying attention to me, I swam up by myself. I quickly turned my body in the water, intending to surface just like that.

After all, the water in this well was only about three meters deep.

However, the moment my head was about to reach the bottom of the lake, a withered hand suddenly stretched out from the originally pitch-black mud. It was clearly a skeleton tightly grabbing onto my shoulder, causing me to loosen my breath from the pain.

The scary thing finally happened. There was something strange in the water.

I tried my best to pull on the rope, but there was no reaction. On the contrary, my hand got tighter and tighter, pulling half of my body into the mud at the bottom of the well.

I simply let go of the rope and grabbed the dagger I just got, stabbing down randomly.

The dagger was extremely sharp. Just as the edge of the dagger came into contact with the dried claw, it was immediately cut open like a knife cutting tofu. In addition, the strength on my shoulder also relaxed.

Unfortunately, before I could recover my strength, several arms stretched out from the mud at the same time.

Those arms swiftly grabbed at my body, like water grasses that were continuously swaying under the water.

I gritted my teeth and before the last trace of oxygen in my body was about to be depleted, I used my dagger to rapidly wave around. Although my strength had been restricted by the water, my shriveled arms were still cut off.

At this moment, I only had one thought in my mind, and that was to get out of this hell.

I finally managed to turn my body around with great effort and slide my arm upwards.

Strangely enough, the water in the well that was less than three meters deep, even though I had used more than ten seconds of time, I still could not reach the surface of the water. Moreover, the flashlight that was stuck in my mouth could only reach my eyes.

The oxygen in my body has already been completely used up. If I don't quickly float to the surface of the water, I probably won't have a chance. Just when my body is gradually sinking down, I suddenly saw a black object floating by.

Isn't this the rope I held in my hand?

I subconsciously tightened my grip and shook it furiously a few times.

Surprisingly, this time, the higher-ups immediately gave me a feedback and a huge pulling force quickly pulled me out of the water.

The moment I emerged from the water, I felt as though I was a fish that had been thirsty for a long time, thrown back into the sea. I couldn't help but to greedily pant.

"What were you doing?"

I couldn't help but complain. If these guys had pulled me out earlier, they wouldn't have made me suffer so much.

However, no one answered me.

He only heard a very unique sound, as if a large amount of water droplets were continuously dripping.

I shook the water from my face and rubbed my eyes.

The scene in front of me scared me so much that I stuck close to the wall of the well.

Tang Rou and the others were nowhere to be seen. The surrounding walls of the well were completely empty. On the surface of the water next to me floated a figure with long hair.

The man kept his head down, water dripping from his hair like rain.

Before I could make sense of the situation, the long-haired man in front of me suddenly raised his head.

It was a face I was almost afraid to breathe.

It was a face swollen and wrinkled with water.

It was close at hand, as if it were about to touch the tip of my nose.