Under the shed behind the execution platform, there were some old-fashioned tables and chairs.
Jiang Qiao walked over with some kind of guess and directly knocked them all away.
Suddenly, a jet-black token fell to the ground, with a crimson, twisted character for "command" on it, which looked extremely glaring.
"It seems there is indeed something wrong with this execution platform."
"Logically speaking, this token should be inserted into the divination tube."
Jiang Qiao reached out and picked it up, wanting to examine it closely.
However, he had just grasped the token.
Instantly, the scene before them underwent a terrifying change. The surrounding light suddenly turned orange, as if they were under the setting sun at dusk.
Tick-tock.
Tick-tock.
The sound of dripping water reached his ears, and a strong smell of blood filled the air, as if a horrific massacre had taken place here, with the blood of the victims covering the entire ground.
However, in reality, apart from the light changing to dusk, nothing else changed.
The ticking sound came from the token in Jiang Qiao's hand.
At this moment, the scarlet "Order" character above seemed to come alive. Drops of blood seeped from it and dripped onto the ground.
"A terrible change."
Jiang Qiao held the token, feeling the extreme chill emanating from it.
In less than ten seconds, he felt his hands were so cold that they were about to go numb.
Clang
Jiang Qiao threw the token into the lottery box.
In an instant.
All the strange phenomena vanished.
The surroundings, which had been bathed in the twilight of the setting sun, returned to a blanket of white. The pungent smell of blood that had been constantly filling his nostrils also vanished, as if it had all been an illusion.
However, when Jiang Qiao looked down, he could clearly see the bloodstains on the ground.
This just dripped from the token.
However, within just a few seconds, the bloodstains changed from a bright red to a viscous, blackish-brown substance resembling asphalt.
"Did it break down so quickly?"
Jiang Qiao squatted down and touched the blood droplets with his hand.
It's very ordinary.
If this had happened outside the execution ground, he might have assumed it was left behind by some unfortunate ordinary person who had been murdered.
However, its appearance in this supernatural space buried deep in consciousness is extremely abnormal!
"The only unusual thing about this execution ground is the executioner and this token."
"It must be of great use."
'Perhaps it's the object that controls this execution ground.'
Jiang Qiao's gaze swept across the entire awning, but he didn't find anything else.
"In the old days, a token was a command."
"Seeing an order is like seeing the person in person."
"Therefore, only the one with the most power on the entire execution ground is qualified to use it."
He recalled the various details of his beheading and, combined with some legends and information he knew, made a deduction about the token.
"The execution ground represents the end of a person's life."
"That's why the surroundings turn into a sunset after you get the token."
"On the execution ground, everyone died an unnatural death. This represents a bloody calamity, hence the blood seeping from the token."
Jiang Qiao pondered the scene he had just witnessed.
Then... I started making wild guesses.
But generally speaking, he felt that his idea was correct, at least logically sound.
"I'm in a bit of a predicament right now."
"If we are trapped for too long, something unexpected might happen."
"If we could take control of this execution ground, we might be able to leave immediately."
Jiang Qiao glanced around, his gaze somewhat helpless.
Because the supernatural attack was interrupted, he did not die. However, this also prevented him from waking up.
He is now essentially trapped in a cage deep within his mind, his "id" consciousness.
In this situation, either the person inside the carriage dies, or perhaps a "life-swapping technique" can be used to reset the situation and escape the predicament.
The only way out is to find a way out in this eerie space.
However, the walls surrounded the area, and for someone with his current ordinary physique, climbing them was simply a pipe dream.
No one can climb a 15-meter-high, 90-degree vertical, and flat wall with their bare hands!
"The only connection between this place and the outside world is that iron gate."
"Perhaps if we open that iron gate, we can leave this place and wake up again."
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Jiang Qiao's eyes flickered a few times.
Then, he picked up the divination sticks container on the table.
Perhaps because he didn't directly interact with the token, the scenery in front of him didn't change at all.
"It seems that the divination box can limit the supernatural power of the tokens."
After discovering this secret, he took the divination sticks and went straight to the iron gate.
"Give it a try."
Without any hesitation, he grabbed the palm-sized wooden plaque!
A blood-red twilight descended once again upon this eerie space.
With a constant dripping sound, blood seeped from the token and flowed onto the ground, just like before.
"I didn't feel like I had any control over this execution ground."
Jiang Qiao frowned.
"Could it be that I'm using it incorrectly?"
"Or perhaps it doesn't belong to me, so I can't use it?"
Perhaps he was too engrossed in thinking about the problem, or perhaps the sheer number of questions was making things a little difficult for him.
He subconsciously used the token in his hand to push the wooden door in front of him.
This is an unconscious action, like shaking your leg while sitting on a bench, or cursing when you lose a team battle in a game.
But with this action.
The iron door, which was originally exceptionally sturdy and wouldn't budge when pushed, suddenly creaked open a crack!
"Um?"
Jiang Qiao suddenly looked up at the open crack, somewhat dumbfounded.
"Holy crap?"
"It's open already?"
He was incredulous, so he quickly reached out and pressed down on the iron gate, then pushed it outwards with a thud.
But then, something strange happened.
The door was welded shut, and once again it stood firmly in place!
"Huh?"
Jiang Qiao was stunned for a moment.
But then it dawned on me that only a token could open the door.
"Grass!"
"They're quite particular."
He cursed, then immediately slammed the token against the door and pushed it hard.
"Crunch"
The old iron gate, due to its rust, became stiff and emitted a series of teeth-grinding sounds.
Then it opened completely, revealing the misty world behind the door.
"It's a success."
Jiang Qiao was overjoyed.
But soon, a look of pain appeared on his face.
Looking down at his hand holding the token, he saw it was black and swollen, and had begun to fester severely.
"This dog tag is colder to the touch than a block of ice."
"It's only been a few minutes, and my hands are already frozen."
Jiang Qiao grumbled and cursed.
He didn't throw away the token; instead, he held it in the other hand.
This thing really looks like an executioner's tool; it absolutely cannot be thrown away!
Otherwise, if those executioners raise their knives at him again after he leaves, he won't even have a chance to retaliate.
He had no coins left, so it was impossible for him to create a supernatural conflict.
So at that point, he'll either have to leave the bus or plunge into the abyss.
They all belong to the category of seeking survival amidst near-death experiences.
If the usage of the token can be figured out, not only can the crisis be avoided, but it may even be possible to directly control this execution ground!
After all, this is a consciousness invasion that even ghost stories cannot resist.
If used against people, wouldn't that just result in indiscriminate killing?
"This might be the only chance; you might not be so lucky next time you come in."
Without hesitation, Jiang Qiao grasped the token and left the iron gate, stepping into the misty space.
The next second.
A sudden dizziness.
He found himself back on the bus, clutching the strange token in his hand.
He not only escaped successfully, but also brought the token out of his consciousness!
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