"Could it be..."

A bold idea came to his mind, and Ding Xiaoyi turned back to look at Beckett: "Hold on, hold on, hold on, I'll come right away!"

Ding Xiaoyi said and rushed out of the room quickly. When he walked out of the door, he heard a loud banging sound coming from upstairs.

Instead of walking up, he turned around and ran down, picking up the clock that had just been smashed by the man and smashing out all the oil lamps he could see.

Suddenly the room in front of him gradually turned dark.

When he reached the door, Ding Xiaoyi took a deep breath and reached out to pull the door handle of the room.

"Please turn off the lights at seven o'clock!"

This sentence contains many meanings, not only referring to the bell tower, but also to the way they want to survive.

I hope I guessed correctly.

But even if it is wrong, the worst result will not be any worse than the current situation.

Ding Xiaoyi took a deep breath slowly and stretched out his hand to open the door in front of him.

"Buzz..."

As soon as the door was opened, a cool breeze rushed in from outside.

"Ding ding ding..."

Under the sound of the sickle scraping against the ground, outside the door, the scarecrow did not know when he was standing in front of the bell tower.
Chapter completed!