Infinite Flow: Becoming a God in a Nightmare Game

Chapter 222 Red Embroidered Shoes

After a long while, Lu Xue felt the heavy pressure on her eyelids slowly recede.

I managed to open my eyes, but my vision was blurry; a white blur filled my entire face.

Lu Xue looked slightly confused, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Finally, she saw it clearly.

Two dark, empty spaces stared at him from close range, with white maggots slowly crawling out from the edges.

This is... a human skull.

Lu Xue hurriedly struggled to get up, but unexpectedly, her head hit the rough wooden board hard.

"Ouch, that really hurts. Where am I?"

Lu Xue touched her scraped forehead, lay back down, and looked around at herself.

The wooden planks on all sides were tightly joined together, trapping Lu Xue in this small space.

My hands and feet can't be fully extended, but at least my eyesight hasn't been taken away.

The surrounding space was eerily quiet, filled only with an old, woody scent mixed with a faint, almost imperceptible odor of decay.

She was now inside a coffin, and Lu Xue’s throat tightened as she realized this.

Not only was he locked in a coffin, but there was also a corpse lying next to him.

Or the kind that has completely decomposed into bones.

Lu Xue patted her wildly beating heart and silently comforted herself.

The situation wasn't too bad; at least it wasn't the kind of corpse that presented a gigantic appearance, so she could barely accept this kind of appearance.

She reached out her arm to try to push the wooden board above her, but it wouldn't budge, as expected.

We need to find a way to get out of this sealed coffin.

There were no useful tools around, and the only thing that caught the eye was the corpse.

Suppressing her fear, Lu Xue forced herself to carefully examine the corpse.

The body's hands were folded over its chest, with long, thin finger bones, indicating that the person passed away peacefully.

It appears to be a natural death.

Then she wouldn't have to worry about evil spirits appearing.

The clothes he wore had long since decayed and disappeared with the passage of time.

Suddenly, a splash of red caught her eye.

On the skeleton's feet, a pair of slightly worn red embroidered shoes appeared out of nowhere, their redness almost blinding.

It didn't rot away with the corpse.

Lu Xue nervously swallowed, her arms trembling involuntarily.

Summoning courage from who knows where, Lu Xue moved a little closer.

The red embroidered shoes were coldly worn on my feet. The fabric had faded and worn, but in the dim light, I could still see the exquisite tailoring and delicate texture.

As Lu Xue reached out her finger enticingly, just as she was about to touch him, a sharp wail suddenly erupted in her ear.

Lu Xue quickly withdrew her hand. In a daze, she seemed to see herself taking off her canvas shoes, revealing her bare feet.

The finger joints are like disconnected puppets, unresponsive to commands.

She slowly untied the straps of her red embroidered shoes and began to put them on her feet, her movements mechanical and wooden.

Put them on quickly, put them on quickly!

The voice was ethereal and elusive, yet it kept drawing her in.

Everything is about to get back on track.

Lu Xue's mind flashed with Lin Wanchu's image, and she froze for a moment.

The sound disappeared, and when I came to my senses, I realized that my back was already soaked with cold.

Lu Xue's body jerked violently as she looked at her palm.

The embroidered shoes were still on the skeleton's feet, looking out of place and eerie.

It was as if everything that had just happened was just her hallucination.

What would have happened if she had actually put on the embroidered shoes?

Lu Xue dared not think too deeply about it.

She just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible and see Achu.

Before this, she had only drunk a small glass of wine and was lying in the same bed with Lin Wanchu.

Could it be that all of this was a nightmare she was having?

Yes, it must have been a dream.

Lu Xue kept convincing herself that if it was a dream, she would wake up and everything would be alright.

Thinking of this, Lu Xue felt an unprecedented urge to survive and pounded on the coffin lid.

Whatever happened, she currently has only one option—to save herself.