Terror: I Only Sell Haunted Houses
Chapter 270

Leaping Time

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I jerked my eyes open, only to find darkness before me.

Panic drove me to reach out with both hands, feeling around me.

Soon, I touched hard stone. This was a cramped, narrow space, too small for me even to lie down.

A surge of joy hit me. This was where the Seventh Master and I had fallen earlier. I had escaped the ghost wall.

"Cough, cough-"

Suddenly, the Seventh Master's faint coughing came from beside me.

He was right next to me.

"Seventh Master, are you all right?"

"No..."

His voice was extremely weak. "Take me to a hospital... save me..."

I hurriedly looked up to check the depth of the pit. It was over two meters deep; I couldn't climb out using just my hands. Then I reached out to gauge its width.

Luckily, it wasn't wide. I could brace my legs against the sides and get out that way.

I quickly hoisted the Seventh Master onto my back again, braced my hands and feet against the sides, and slowly worked my way up.

If I had been alone, I would have climbed out easily. But with the Seventh Master on my back-a man of his size really was far too heavy-my hands and feet began trembling as I inched upward.

The Seventh Master was badly injured and had to get to a hospital as soon as possible, so I forced myself to keep going until I reached the top. Looking up, I saw that daylight had already broken, and the blazing sun was directly overhead.

I rested for a minute, not daring to rest any longer, then hurriedly carried the Seventh Master out of the unfinished hotel.

In broad daylight, much of the construction site's yin energy had dissipated. Bathed in sunlight, I didn't even feel hot,

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