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"Xiao Wu? Xiao Wu!!"

Blondie leaned against the corner of the wall, hands on the ground, screaming shrilly towards the funeral procession that had already walked far away, calling out for his dead friend!

The madness in Ji Li's eyes subsided, only to be immediately replaced by ferocity. He tightly clutched his severed left wrist with his right hand.

Blood poured out from the wound, its edges jagged and heavily contaminated with dirt.

He gritted his teeth and ignored Blondie's cries, simply pulling open his backpack with one hand, taking out a bottle of clean water, and pouring it over the wound before bandaging it simply.

The process was incredibly fast, suggesting he wasn't a stranger to severing a limb to survive.

"You this..." The Third Personality in his mind, able to see and feel everything Ji Li experienced, was flustered.

"Don't worry about the useless stuff!

All injuries sustained during the mission can be completely healed the moment we return to the hotel.

The key now is how to find a way out during the next attack!

Otherwise, we'll all be meeting God!" The Second Personality's voice roared out.

Ji Li listened to the conversation between the two personalities in his mind while rapidly processing the current useful information.

He had thought he had victory in hand during this second encounter, using Blondie and the other man to open the coffin without shedding blood.

But as they say, plans change. Ji Li, who hadn't even made a move, became the first to be attacked!

After losing his hand, he had suffered heavy losses, but he didn't become dejected. Instead, he gained a wealth of clues!

He had personally experienced the ghost's attack. This ghost's method of killing was to drag the living into the coffin and slaughter them in an extremely short time with unstoppable force!

But the method of killing wasn't important. The crucial point was how Ji Li had unknowingly triggered the death trap.

"The coffin..."

This word immediately sprang to mind. Three victims.

The source of everything was that coffin. Liu Zi and Ji Li were both attacked while observing the coffin.

Including the Tall Thin Man who died so abruptly...

Although Ji Li was in a hurry at the time, he still heard the Tall Thin Man's dying scream.

"Don't look at it!"

This "it" clearly referred to the coffin!

This was extremely critical intelligence. Now, the three people who had been attacked shared a commonality:

They had all stared intently at the coffin!

This was not difficult to understand. Ji Li reached this conclusion almost instantly.

The Tall Thin Man inexplicably became a scapegoat before Ji Li was attacked, but now Ji Li should be able to deduce the situation at the time.

While he and Blondie were completely focused on their struggle, the idle Tall Thin Man must have been staring intently at the eerie coffin!

But simply looking at the coffin wouldn't trigger the death trap, because Blondie had also looked at it.

Ji Li suddenly recalled that each time someone was attacked, there was a muffled sound of the coffin lid opening. Perhaps...

The Tall Thin Man saw something inside the opened coffin, and it was precisely because he made eye contact with it that the death trap was officially triggered!

In other words...

The real death trap was looking directly at something inside the coffin!

Ji Li let out a long sigh. The pain of his severed hand continued to torment his nerves, but it also invigorated his active mind!

He slowly leaned against the wall, straightened up, and looked at the dazed and terrified Blondie on the ground without speaking.

"I need to confirm what it is inside the coffin that causes the death trap..."

"Dead... they're all dead..."

Blondie's intermittent groans echoed in the dead silence of the alley, sounding particularly desolate as they mixed with the wind.

Ji Li sighed and patted Blondie's shoulder, causing the man to flinch. Clearly, he had become a startled bird.

"Now it's just the two of us left. I just want to ask you one thing: do you want to live?!"

Ji Li's words carried a certain magic. A ray of hope, the hope of survival, emanated from his hoarse throat!

Blondie's mouth twitched. He stared blankly at the handsome man before him, whose aura was chilling. After a long silence, he nodded!

Ji Li looked at him deeply and said softly, "Use your phone to add me on WeChat. My number is..."

Although Blondie looked bewildered, at this moment he was willing to do anything Ji Li asked. Without a word, he did as he was told.

From a distance, the footsteps of the funeral procession could be heard again. It seemed the third round of confrontation was imminent.

Ji Li's face still showed no panic. Holding his blood-stained phone in his right hand, he quickly added Blondie as a friend and initiated a video call.

"The second plan I'm about to tell you will save your life."

He glanced at the approaching white-robed figures, stared intently at the closed coffin, and said:

"When the coffin gets close again, close your eyes tightly and don't look. Face the coffin and hold your phone to your chest."

Blondie blinked, "That's it?"

Ji Li nodded, "That's it!"

Although the last attempt failed, it was also a success!

At the very least, he now knew that the thing creating the dead end inside the coffin would reveal itself!

As long as Ji Li turned his back to the coffin and started a video call with Blondie, he could see the moment the coffin opened and witness what the living person looked at to their death!

This was the best way to avoid the dead end!

Closer… getting closer…

The expressionless white-robed figures remained the same, with the ones behind stepping into the footprints of those in front, walking steadily. The coffin at the tail swayed precariously, its weight growing heavier as the Tall Thin Man entered.

The third confrontation between the living and the ghosts had suddenly begun!

Ji Li had been utterly defeated the previous two times, but he refused to repeat his mistakes this time!

Ji Li held his phone up to the wall, his eyes fixed on the video screen, watching the coffin slowly arrive.

Blondie's body trembled, and the hand holding the phone shook uncontrollably, making the image blurry and shaky.

But none of that mattered, because Ji Li was almost certain that if he knew what was in the coffin, he would definitely find a way out!

The phone creaked in Ji Li's palm, and he was only a hair's breadth away from survival!

Amidst the extreme tension, the coffin arrived with a bang, and Blondie's hand shook even more.

In the dim light of the streetlamps, Ji Li heard a strange yet familiar sound – the coffin lid was being opened!

Just as he expected, the ghost couldn't resist any longer!

On the phone screen, the blurry image revealed a gap, filled with darkness and a chilling aura. Ji Li's eyes widened in disbelief!

And when he saw what emerged from the coffin lid, his eyes blazed with unprecedented shock!

Inside the phone screen, a mirror with a black frame and white background appeared in the coffin, with a black ribbon around its border.

It was a frame for a memorial portrait, but there was no portrait, just a layer of glass on the surface!

What truly sent a chill down Ji Li's spine was.

Black lines rapidly appeared within the originally blank mirror frame, quickly sketching out a human face!

It was Blondie's face!

There were no colors other than black and white, as if…

Blondie had become the subject of the memorial portrait in the frame, and simultaneously, the dead person meant to be in that coffin!

Ji Li's scalp tingled. It was only at this moment that he finally realized the terrible mistake he had made!

"The thing in the coffin is an empty mirror frame.

But the dead end isn't about looking directly at the frame!

Instead, as long as your face is reflected by that mirror frame, a memorial portrait will be imprinted, leading to certain death!"

And just then, he suddenly heard Blondie's shrill scream from behind him, which abruptly cut off!

His fate was already clear.

But things didn't end with Blondie's death.

The still faintly glowing phone screen, with his death, fell to the ground.

And "coincidentally," the screen landed facing the air!

Ji Li's pale, bloodless face, still connected by the video call, was about to be superimposed with the mirror frame!