Shehe only swallowed half of the flesh and blood before the red color disappeared in the blink of an eye. She didn't pay much attention to it; her focus was on the words Pu Kui left behind before she departed.

After thinking for a moment, Shekh spoke up, "What happened to Pu Kui is the root of the red anomaly appearing in this world. She said she didn't say that sentence and pulled out this woman's tongue. Doesn't that mean that what this woman conveyed to us contained her own imagination and fabrication, or that she directly said false content that everyone else was saying?"

Shi Jinzhe recalled the conversation: "Was it this sentence, when Pu Kui said not to care who the child's father is?"

Shekh: "...I didn't expect that the only thing that made me feel comfortable was a lie."

Ding Xun asked, "Won't this affect the Sun family as well? Do you think Sun's parents would be happy? You can tell from Sun Ao's name that his parents had high hopes for him, but his roots have been severed. Rather than having Sun Ao and Pu Kui have a child, these two old folks might as well have another one."

“Creating a secondary account is expensive, time-consuming, and energy-draining. Moreover, she fabricated these words not only to slander Pu Kui but also to reflect her inner thoughts.” Shi Jinzhe looked at Shehe and said, “You feel good about this and have a satisfying sense of revenge because of this.”

He pointed to the blue-green checkered woman on the ground, "She also hopes that she can stand up to the unpleasantness in her marriage. Look at her complaints to her husband. If she can't stand the loneliness, she can find another woman. It's not that she doesn't mind, but that she is powerless. So she can only pretend that her helplessness is an understanding and generosity towards her husband. You could say that whether she minds or not, she can't change the status quo. That's why she has to find a way to brainwash and hypnotize herself to tell herself that she can get through it."

As we overheard this afternoon, she desperately wanted to tell everyone how miserable she was. Her way of maintaining her marriage was a self-destructive way of seeking sympathy from others, but this venting rarely brought her pleasure. So she began fabricating stories about Pu Kui's life. In creating this rumor, she projected herself into Pu Kui's shoes, though she couldn't understand it; she both craved and despised this behavior.

Shekh: "At one point, she thought about retaliating in kind; if her husband cheated, she would cheat too."

Shi Jinzhe nodded: "That's exactly what I mean, but she only dares to think about it because she can't stand gossip. If she cheats, she should know very well how others will fabricate stories about her."

“So Pu Kui approached her because she revealed her inner thoughts,” Sheh said. “Whether Pu Kui betrayed her husband is still undetermined. We went to the county entrance to find Boss Sun; she is the one who knows the truth.”

The blue-green checkered woman on the ground was ignored. Shi Jin glanced at her before walking away. Her tongue had been pulled out, and she would soon suffocate from the swelling of her throat.

The lights in the nut shop were turned off. The blue-green checkered woman lay on the ground, her features gradually melting and reshaping. Her pale plastic skin had no elasticity. In the darkness, a mannequin was reborn.

She swayed as she sat up from the ground, staring at the three people walking outside the shop in the night with a malicious look on her face.

Shekh, who was walking at the front, stopped. The black and gold liquid left in the nut shop rolled up the blue-green checkered woman's calves and swung her over from a distance. She landed right in the gold ring, demonstrating her superb ring-tossing skills.

The newly resurrected dummy was shattered into pieces again. Sheh crushed the plastic under his feet into dust, which he then absorbed after the array purified it.

Ding Xun: "Can we really believe what a fake person says?"

“A part.” While searching for the palm tree, Shekh glanced into the eyes of the blue-green checkered woman.

Four words: My mind is completely blank.

Her thinking has become rigid; she's just an empty shell. All that's left in her mind are trivial family matters, but that also proves that the things she remembers are more important, so we can believe some of them.

Without the lights of the roasted nuts shop, Ding Xun, enveloped in a gloomy atmosphere, disregarded everything else and walked around with Shi Jinzhe Shehe.

The two people didn't speak, and he was afraid that he would be left alone in the back row and die without anyone knowing.

Thinking of what he saw before entering the adult store in the middle of the night, Ding Xun mustered up his courage and said, "I have an idea, can I tell you?"

"Okay, go ahead."

“If Pu Kui hadn’t cheated on him in retaliation, and Sun Ao had refused to sleep with her no matter what, then their ten-year marriage would have been a sexless marriage. The fact that they could last for ten years means that, in the eyes of outsiders, Sun Ao was fine during those ten years. But outsiders don’t know, while family members should know where the problem lies.”

They pressured Pu Kui to have children, and Pu Kui tried to fight for it. Even though she mentioned divorce, she wasn't a truly assertive person. She managed to live like this for ten years, which shows that Pu Kui had a very high tolerance. So, the reason she hated Sun Ao so much later must be because Sun Ao or the Sun family did something else.

What the woman at the nut shop said might not be entirely unfounded. Her understanding is limited; even fabricated stories need a basis and some plausible explanation. Perhaps… the Sun family really did consider having her father a child through artificial insemination?

As Ding Xun finished speaking, a cold wind swept across the long street.

He was a little cold and rubbed his arms. "Because I really can't imagine what reason a woman would have to do that to a strange man in front of a shop window. To call it promiscuity is an understatement; it's more like she's gone mad. What do you think?"

He looked up and saw Shi Jinzhe and Sheh silently staring at him.

"...Do you think my line of thinking is any good?"

Ding Xun asked again, his anxiety like that of a student handing in their exam paper, knowing that the score would affect the rest of his life.

But Shi Jinzhe and Shehe remained silent. Not only that, they also showed no expression whatsoever. In unison, they stepped forward with their left feet, moving a step towards him.

His legs, which wouldn't bend, gave him an unusually stiff gait, and a chilling coldness suddenly seeped into Ding Xun's bones.

His sense of security suddenly vanished. He looked around and noticed that the white buildings around him were covered in red veins.

The thick crimson spread, the night altering the color refraction, the red and black patterns resembling a spider web, firmly controlling him.

Ding Xun warned himself not to be afraid. He used his skill [Astrological Revelation] and took out the item [Star Projector]. Large swaths of nebulae were projected into the sky. Just as he was about to activate the skill, the nebula projection was annihilated by black mist.

Even black has different grades. He once saw a paint called Vanta Black, which was a true abyss hue, with no reflective points of light.

Ding Xun had no idea when he had been trapped in the endless darkness. As he watched Shi Jinzhe and Shehe approach, the pressure on him increased.

They said there are two bosses in the dungeon, but they didn't say that those two bosses are them.

"Don't go near there."

[Shi Jinzhe] began to speak, but his tone was strange, and his unclear pronunciation was like a pond of mud bubbling and gurgling.

Shekh extended his hand to him, "Come here with us."

Ding Xun retreated step by step, but they pressed closer and closer. He turned his head to look at the place where the fake Shi Jinzhe was preventing him from getting close, but it was still dark and there was nothing there.

"Come here quickly."

The two mannequins urged each other on in unison.

"come over."

Ding Xun tried his best to calm himself down, large beads of cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

Why him? What did he do to attract this trap?