Chapter 816 - 457: Finding a Stand-In_3
Chapter 816: Chapter 457: Finding a Stand-In_3
“This silly woman! I am right here!”
The next moment, the white lantern that Lantern Woman was originally holding instantly turned into Jia Sheng’s head, with a ferocious expression, swaying left and right.
Lantern Woman looked down, suddenly covered her mouth with a light laugh, bowed again, and said to Yan Junze: “I made you laugh.”
Yan Junze also smiled and said: “I don’t know what happened, got ambushed by these creatures and fell into this eerie dream, thanks for your help.”
“Don’t mention it.” Lantern Woman smiled gently, carrying Jia Sheng’s head and drifting towards the dark corridor.
In the darkness, rapid footsteps and restless growls were immediately heard.
Yan Junze looked down at the wound on his thigh, pressed hard with his hand, feeling no pain.
Just then, a scream came from the dark corridor behind him.
Opening his eyes, he was still on the sofa on the first floor.
On the table in front of him, there were two cups of steaming instant coffee.
In fact, from the moment he saw Xiao Yuanrui continuously pouring coffee in the kitchen without it getting full, Yan Junze started to doubt the reality of it all.
Upon going upstairs and seeing the strangeness of the old man, and finding that the Black Spirit Umbrella was ineffective, Yan Junze became even more convinced of the falseness of this world.
In the end, when the old man could simply disappear under the attack of the Black Spirit Umbrella and appear outside the door, Yan Junze decided to immediately summon Lantern Woman instead of continuing to waste time inside.
At this moment, he had an idea, called “Xiaomo” twice, and then got up…
…
Zhang Xiaomo followed Xiao Yuanrui upstairs and saw him quickly entering a secondary bedroom.
She immediately called out, but he still didn’t respond. She followed and opened the door, but there was no one inside.
Thud thud thud thud…
Rapid footsteps came from behind, as if someone ran past her.
Xiaomo abruptly turned around, magnetic knife in hand, and saw a boy’s figure running towards the darkness at the end of the corridor.
She hesitated for a moment and then called out: “Xinxin?”
The boy didn’t stop and continued to run into the darkness.
A sharp scream rose, coming from the darkness; Zhang Xiaomo was shocked and quickly rushed towards the darkness.
But after just a few seconds, she came to a halt, staring intently into the darkness without moving forward, maintaining a defensive posture.
She could hear extremely faint breath noises in her ears, seemingly a child’s breath, or perhaps something else.
“Xinxin?”
After a moment of silence, Zhang Xiaomo spoke.
There was no response from the darkness, but the barely discernible breathing continued.
Zhang Xiaomo still did not move.
“Xiaomo!”
Just then, Yan Junze’s voice came from behind, his figure quickly ascending the stairs with hurried steps.
Zhang Xiaomo gestured for silence with her finger to her lips, pointing towards the darkness in the corridor.
“There’s something wrong inside, be careful,” Yan Junze said quietly as he approached.
Zhang Xiaomo nodded, “That kid named Xinxin just ran in there screaming, I don’t know what’s happening now.”
Yan Junze pressed the light switch in the corridor, but it didn’t respond.
“You go ahead, I’ll back you up, let’s go in and check it out,” he whispered.
With a swish, Zhang Xiaomo suddenly turned around, swinging the magnetic knife across Yan Junze’s neck.
Yan Junze, completely unprepared, had his head tilt and fall from his shoulders, yet there was no trace of blood from the severed neck.
“Just as I thought, it’s fake.”
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Zhang Xiaomo muttered to herself, then immediately heard another piercing scream from behind in the darkness, instinctively stepping back, watchfully staring into the dark.
Moments later, it seemed that a white figure was swaying, stepping out from the darkness with a floating gait.
It was a woman, with long flowing hair and beauty like a fairy, carrying a white lantern.
“Is it you?” Upon seeing Zhang Xiaomo, she politely asked.
Her lips moved, but she ultimately refrained, not voicing the question “Have you seen my husband?”