Chapter 30
A dry hand reached in and started choking Liang Zuo.
“Help!” His eyes widened as he waved his hands and struggled desperately.
Ye Nianchu saw the scene and thought, I've never seen anyone so good at getting killed.
Quickly, she grabbed the coat rack lying on the ground and pushed it hard against the door. The black fog blocking the doorway retreated, and the hand around Liang Zuo's neck loosened.
Liang Zuo gasped for air, barely escaping. Before he could even express his relief, he watched Ye Nianchu run out without looking back or trying to pull him with her.
The evil spirits that had backed off were now regrouping and returning.
Liang Zuo realized that Ye Nianchu never intended to save him. She was trapped herself, but the evil spirits were blocking the door.
Panicking, Liang Zuo ran into the corridor and tripped over a round object. In his rush, he reached out and touched it.
Long hair wrapped around his hand, and the cold touch made him shiver.
“It’s a human head!” he thought.
“Ah...” A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the hallway.
Meanwhile, Ye Nianchu sprinted towards the stairs.
The system beeped, announcing, [The conditions for early clearance have been met. Please leave Daiyong Town on the sixth day of the game if you have the qualification.]
Outside, the wind howled fiercely, causing all the peach blossoms to fall from the branches rapidly. The temperature dropped even further.
Eerie laughter seemed to float past Ye Nianchu's ears, and the entire B&B was filled with unsettling noises.
“We had a deal. You can’t kill me!”
“Ding Qi, you won’t end well if you take the amulet for yourself and betray your teammates.”
As Ye Nianchu reached the second floor, she saw Zhou Yun running from the balcony, holding a long nail, with a cloud of black mist trailing behind her.
Charred hands reached out from the black mist, pulling Zhou Yun back before she could escape.
She waved the nail in terror. The spirit she stabbed screamed and disappeared along with the nail.
Her tool could destroy spirits, but it was a one-time use item.
Charred, twisted figures emerged from the black mist, and Zhou Yun’s screams filled the air.
The young man leaned casually against a door, looking relaxed and indifferent. It was almost as if he was cheating.
The ceiling began to leak red liquid. The corridor, which was usually clear, now seemed to stretch endlessly.
The white walls were covered in black, with charred fingers reaching out.
Ye Nianchu dodged spirits and nearly got caught several times. Her tool could only be used once and needed a 2-minute cooldown, making things even more challenging.
Meanwhile, the young man, just a few steps ahead, remained calmly leaning against the door.
Was it only her? Was the spirit showing favoritism?
This felt so unfair.
After much effort, Ye Nianchu finally reached the young man, exhausted and out of breath.
At that moment, the spirits chasing her stopped.
The young man smiled and said, “This sister is just adding a little difficulty to the game.”
They entered a room, and the young man closed the door behind them.
“They...” Ye Nianchu wanted to ask why the spirits hadn’t followed her, but she was too winded to speak.
The young man seemed to understand. “It’s because of this, the amulet.”
Ye Nianchu looked at the worn wooden plate in his hand and asked, “Did you snatch it from Ding Qi?”
“He dropped it. I don’t steal items,” the young man replied quickly.
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