Chapter 4: Shocking the Vampire Prince (2) “They don’t bully me…

In thousands of years, Prince Aymeric has never lost his composure like this!

He was shaking so much that his hands and feet were out of control. He slipped several times before he finally crawled out of the hall on all fours.

But when he rushed into the yard, the sky outside suddenly darkened - just two seconds ago, he saw dim daylight in the main room.

Now, the black silk-like night enveloped the house, and some dark green light was faintly visible in the corners of the house.

Aymeric stopped and didn't dare to look back at the room full of dolls. He could only look around and ahead in panic.

Suddenly, a cold breath came from behind, and Aymeric almost jumped and turned around.

He suddenly found himself facing the main hall behind him... In the pitch darkness, the hall was like a bottomless cave, and the pale faces of the puppets were vaguely visible. They still wore their standard smiles, looking at him in unison.

Aymeric was horrified. He wanted to run, but his feet seemed to be rooted and unable to move.

The cold wind blew again.

Aymeric saw something floating out from the depths of darkness...

The woman in a scarlet wedding gown floated high in the air, her embroidered shoes completely suspended in the air as she passed over the puppets. Her face was hidden beneath a red veil, revealing only her black, grass-like hair hanging from beneath it. Beyond that, only her withered, pale wrists and hands were visible. Aymeric stared at those hands in fear, and then he could clearly see the long, pointed, blackened nails...

She floated in front of Aymeric and stopped condescendingly.

Aimeric raised his head stiffly, bit by bit, and through the gap under the red veil... he saw a bloodshot eye exposed among the dry black hair, staring at him grimly.

"Ah——!!!" Aymeric was so frightened that his voice broke.

The burst of desire to survive made him turn around and run out, but his mind was full of the scene just now.

Smiling dolls, floating female ghosts, eyes...

Eye……

He subconsciously felt that the eyes were particularly round, and then he began to have wild thoughts. He thought that her upper eyelids might have been cut off, exposing the entire eyeball.

Eyes without eyelids, hidden among the dry hair, stared at him...

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!" Aimeric was so scared that tears came out. A cool breeze blew behind him. Suddenly, the image of the female ghost floating behind him appeared in his mind. He ran wildly while trying to save his head.

But when he looked again, he was in the bathroom again.

"No... no..." Aimeric looked around in panic. He was like a frightened bird at this moment. Even though the lights in the bathroom were off and nothing appeared, he felt that those horrible things were right beside him.

He imagined a doll sitting silently in the corner of the bathtub, smiling at him, so he turned around suddenly, but there was nothing in the corner.

He also imagined that the female ghost was hanging above his head, with messy, dry black hair extending down and sweeping across his head. He suddenly looked up, but there was nothing there.

Si Ling sat on the toilet lid less than two meters away from Americ, holding his chin and looking at him.

She was doing nothing now. There was really no puppet behind Aymeric, and no ghost above his head.

Looking at Americus's nervous reaction, Si Ling knew that it was almost time.

...Unlike the West, which likes to bring bloody and horrific scenes directly into the eyes to bring the most brutal stimulation, Chinese horror prefers to let a faint horror permeate the atmosphere, using this horror to gradually break down people's psychological defenses.

Once the psychological defense line is destroyed, even if there is no ghost at all, the person in the situation will imagine that the ghost is right next to him.

Imagine the silent gaze from behind, imagine a small piece of hair stuck to my scalp in the drain, imagine the pupilless eyes in the peephole of the door, imagine the dark shadow standing at the end of the bed, watching me while I sleep...

All the horror elements hidden deep in the mind will be stimulated at this moment, which is much scarier than a zombie pouncing on your face!

Aimeric's current state is obviously in this imagination.

Si Ling thought that this should be enough to let the noble vampire prince experience the power of Chinese horror.

Considering that he hadn't offended her, she graciously gave up the idea of ​​scaring him all night, stood up, and walked past him to the bathroom door.

Before walking out of the bathroom, she turned on the bathroom light.

The warm yellow light shone down, and Aymeric breathed a sigh of relief. He held on for another two seconds in a daze, then collapsed to the ground, realizing his shirt was soaked with sweat.

"Break the barrier and reveal the soul." In the bedroom, Si Ling walked towards a chair not far from the bed while chanting a spell to break his invisibility.

She settled herself down in the chair and waited for Aymeric to come out.

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It took Aymeric an unknown amount of time before he felt his strength slowly returning and his breathing gradually stabilizing. He supported himself on the ground and stood up with difficulty. Then he supported himself on the washbasin and took several deep breaths in front of the mirror before he was able to stand steadily.

…Even so, he still recalled seeing the ghost in the mirror several times, and each time it sent a chill down his skin.

Aymeric turned on the faucet and washed his face, but when he closed his eyes and splashed water on his face, he couldn't help but think that what was flowing out of the faucet was blood.

Aimeric's spine tightened and he opened his eyes with a shiver. After confirming that there was indeed clean water in the faucet, he turned off the faucet without even the mood to wipe his face. He walked out of the bathroom in annoyance.

Then he looked up...

"F**K!" The strange woman in a bright red wedding dress made him step back like a frightened bird. Si Ling seemed oblivious to his reaction. He smiled and nodded, then opened his mouth and said in standard Hansel: "Good evening, Your Highness."

"It's you..." Aymeric instantly understood everything that had just happened, and his face suddenly showed anger. "It's you who's playing tricks on me!"

He rushed towards Si Ling with the speed of wind. Si Ling raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the scene around him suddenly changed.

That courtyard again...

Aymeric stopped in his tracks as if struck by lightning, looked around with a pale face, not daring to move.

Si Ling was still sitting comfortably on the chair. The European-style chair was incompatible with the painting style of the Chinese courtyard.

"If I want, I can keep teasing you all night, all day, a week, or even a month..." Si Ling smiled and snapped his fingers again, and the surroundings returned to the normal scene in the bedroom. "Do you want to rush over and beat me up now, or should we make a friendly exchange, Your Highness?"

Aymeric stared at her, his expression changing several times in a few seconds, and finally reason overcame indignation.

He gritted his teeth and asked Si Ling, "What's the exchange?"

"I will be a friendly classmate and won't scare you again." Si Ling's smile was harmless. How could one ignore her previous threat? This smile could even be described as sweet.

Aymeric asked again: "What do you want?"

"Keep those Western ghosts under control." Si Ling's smile faded a lot, but his expression was still friendly. "If they don't bully me and A Zhui, I won't touch you."

"...What does this have to do with me?!" Aimeric found this unreasonable. "Miss China, I know you started school today, but I didn't see you at all! I don't know what happened between you and them!"

"You're right." Si Ling deeply understood his argument and nodded apologetically, "You're innocent, but we have a saying in China, 'Catch the leader first.'"

She stood up and walked slowly towards Aymeric. Aymeric was frightened by the wedding dress she was wearing and subconsciously took a half step back.

Si Ling paused sympathetically. "There's a saying, 'Do your job well.'" She paused, then smiled faintly at him. "They all respect you. You can't just enjoy their respect without taking responsibility. Keep them in check, or I guarantee you'll have a sweet dream every night."

She emphasized the word "sweet dream" and Aymeric choked.

"Have a good sleep." Si Ling lowered his eyes, turned around and left.

She walked to the bedroom door like a living person, reached out to open the door and walked out. A few seconds later, Aymeric heard the sound of the living room door opening and closing again... Everything was so normal.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head. His eyes inadvertently glanced at the bathroom and he shuddered again.

Outside the door, Si Ling walked briskly downstairs and headed towards his room.

Behind her, at the corner of the corridor above the stairs, a pair of black leather shoes stepped out silently.

Lucifer silently glanced at Aymeric Usselian's room not far away, then looked at Si Ling who was coming down the stairs, his eyes fixed on her thin figure until she disappeared.

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When Si Ling returned to the room, Ah Zhu had already fallen asleep. Si Ling quickly got into bed and fell asleep peacefully.

While sleeping soundly, Si Ling fell into a familiar dream again. This dream had appeared frequently over the past 30,000 years, and it appeared especially frequently when she was in a good mood.

She dreamed she was beside a pale golden lake, the sunset glow in the sky making the clouds look like soft cotton candy. The pale golden lake also reflected the beautiful sunset glow and clouds, and occasionally a breeze blew across the lake, causing faint ripples on the surface.

Happiness and joy filled her heart, and she seemed to be facing something very pleasant. In the past 30,000 years, she had tried countless times to explore the location of this dream and to understand why she was so happy, but she never found the answer.

But even though I was so confused and didn't know the reason, this feeling of happiness was not diluted at all.

She lifted up her long skirt, and the fabric gave her a cool and smooth feeling.

She squatted down by the lake and gently stroked her fingers across the soft water surface. Small ripples spread to both sides as her fingers slid, and the cool touch of the lake water lingered on her fingertips.

In this state of comfort, she heard the solemn sound of bells coming from afar. A flock of birds were startled by the bells and flew out from the woods across the lake, making melodious and ethereal calls and rushing towards the distant horizon.

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