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Chapter 29

Chapter 29

If they waited any longer, the spirits outside would definitely come in.

Ye Nianchu’s eyes were as dark as night and as cold as ice. “If you don’t let go, I’ll break your hand.”

Liang Zuo’s hands shook. He knew she was serious, not just trying to scare him.

While he was frozen in fear, Ye Nianchu grabbed the coat rack, dragged it out, and used it to block the door.

The knocking outside stopped for a moment, then the scratching of fingernails began. The coat rack wouldn’t hold for long.

Ye Nianchu glanced at the balcony but decided against it. Wang Hai must have jumped from there.

He might have jumped because he was desperate. For skilled people, this height isn’t a problem.

But there were evil spirits waiting below.

Maybe they’re pushing people to jump and waiting for them to fall!

Liang Zuo staggered out, looking like he saw a miracle. He was so relieved he almost knelt. “You’re a player, right? Please help me! I don’t want to die. I still have family waiting for me.”

Ye Nianchu cut him off. “If you don’t want to die, do you think others want to die?”

Under her icy gaze, Liang Zuo couldn’t find the words.

Ye Nianchu went to the bed, pulled back the covers, and found what she expected—nothing there.

Two heads with clean cuts on their necks lay there. Their eyes, previously closed, suddenly snapped open, glaring with bloodstained eyes.

The closet door started shaking, as if something was trying to burst out.

“The seventh head” spoke fiercely, “You are the seventh person!”

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Liang Zuo was terrified. He collapsed on the floor, covering his head and screaming.

Ye Nianchu sneered. “The design is quite unique.”

She covered the heads with a bed sheet, took them to the bathroom, and lit them with a lighter in one smooth motion.

Sharp cries rose with the flames. A black mist twisted and struggled, trying to attack. Ye Nianchu slashed at the mist with her knife. The black mist had no escape and struggled in the firelight until it vanished.

After the fire was out, an unpleasant odor lingered in the air.

The days of being haunted by evil spirits were over, but the props were now on cooldown.

The coat rack behind the door had fallen and wouldn’t last more than two minutes.

Liang Zuo was stunned, hiding in the back.

The sound of the door handle turning wildly made everyone’s nerves tense.

“Open the door, it’s Deng Lan. Didn’t we agree to get through this together? I even gave you the talisman. Why aren’t you opening the door?”

The voice outside grew more vengeful, making everyone shiver.

Ye Nianchu checked the time. She wasn’t going to wait any longer.

“They’re about to come in. You definitely won’t let them die without saving them, right?” Liang Zuo said urgently.

“I will,” Ye Nianchu answered without hesitation.

This guy was too confident, expecting others to save him in the game?

Liang Zuo’s face turned pale. He knew he couldn’t survive alone. Zhou Wen and Fang Qing had died so horribly; he didn’t want to end up like them!

“If you don’t take me with you, then you won’t get away with it either!” Liang Zuo rushed to the door, trying to unlock it.

“You can try.”

“Don’t think I’m just talking. I...” Liang Zuo’s voice cut off abruptly as he actually managed to unlock the door in his panic.

The door swung open.

A cold draft swept over Liang Zuo, and the room’s temperature dropped suddenly.

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