Chapter 186: Gods 7

Zeng Huihui took a step forward proudly, her face full of confidence, as if she was determined to win, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with her words.

Wang Zhongliang looked at her in disbelief. Does this idiot even know what she is doing?!

Not to mention him, even Cheng Yuner's expression was stunned for a moment, and she was stunned for a long time before reacting. It was the first time she saw someone so arrogant in front of her.

Did this woman take the wrong medicine?

Zeng Huihui saw her absent-minded behavior as a sign of guilt.

Zeng Huihui recalled what was written in the novel. As long as she did not violate the rules of death, the other party would not be able to harm her. Now the facts proved that Cheng Yuner really could not kill her.

She didn't know that Wang Zhongliang next to her was already thinking about whether there would be anyone to bury her after her death. He had to find a good cemetery and a coffin that couldn't be too bad.

Nine o'clock one——

Cheng Yun'er looked at the two people opposite her and was so happy.

She suddenly sneered, raised her right hand, and ran her red-polished fingertips across her chin, looking at them with interest.

"Brother Wang, let's go out. There should be no clues here."

Zeng Huihui said again that she knew that the NPCs in the dungeon generally could not hear the content related to the dungeon, so she had no scruples.

Wang Zhongliang gripped the kitchen knife tightly, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and he didn't even look at Zeng Huihui again. He finally understood that this woman was too confident.

I feel that because I have read some novels, I have gained experiences that ordinary people don’t understand, but I haven’t thought about whether reality is really the same as novels?

Did those authors really experience dungeons? Aren't they just imaginary worlds that are completely impractical in reality?

Zeng Huihui took a step forward, and seeing that he didn't move, she couldn't help but frown, with a hint of displeasure in the depths of her eyes.

At this moment, Cheng Yuner took a few steps forward with a faint smile on her lips: "Do you think I'm air?"

Wang Zhongliang: “…” It’s not me!!! It’s her!!!

The next second, Cheng Yuner's whole body changed. Her work clothes gradually faded into a blood-red long skirt, and her arms and legs became extremely long.

The whole person was like an upside-down spider, hanging upside down above his head in an instant, his head twisted 180 degrees, and his completely black pupils were fixed firmly on the two people below.

“Run!”

Wang Zhongliang shouted and ran outside. Zeng Huihui on the other side was still unable to react and was staring at the upside-down thing opposite.

Her legs were weak and trembling, cold sweat oozed from her forehead, and her heart was filled with fear, as if countless demons were laughing at her, overestimating her own abilities.

Perhaps Cheng Yuner's attention was focused on Zeng Huihui, and Wang Zhongliang had already run to the door without her catching up with him, so he could have run away.

But……

Wang Zhongliang gritted his teeth and ran back to pull Zeng Huihui. Zeng Huihui, whose legs were weak, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

She rolled and crawled in a panic, holding on to Wang Zhongliang's arm tightly, and ran out with him, fearing that he would abandon her.

In the back kitchen, Cheng Yun'er made a "creaking" sound as she turned her neck. Then she jumped and fell directly to the ground at the door. Her two-meter-long arms and legs supported the ground, her body facing upwards and her head facing downwards. She chased the two people who were not far ahead at an extremely fast speed.

The staff who were still playing cards over there saw this scene, put down their cards one by one, and watched the scene as if they were enjoying a show.

Cheng Yuner's ability is more than enough to deal with two humans, so they don't need to worry about it.

Zeng Huihui grabbed Wang Zhongliang's arm, but men and women have different physical strengths, and Wang Zhongliang ran faster than her, so he was almost knocked down several times along the way.

When Zeng Huihui turned around, her hand loosened. She looked over in horror, but Wang Zhongliang was no longer there. Behind her, she could hear the noise of Cheng Yuner chasing after her.

Zeng Huihui hardened her heart and ran towards the deck on the left. Outside, there was a howling wind and heavy rain. The doors and windows were closed, so she opened the door and rushed out.

"Bang!"

Cheng Yuner heard a loud bang against the door. She seemed to stay outside the door for a while, and gradually the only sound in her ears was the sound of heavy rain hitting the oil tanker.

Zeng Huihui rushed out and grabbed the door handle tightly, but the strong wind knocked her to the ground. The raindrops as big as beans hit her body like stones, making her feel painful and cold.

Almost instantly, her clothes were all wet and her hair was a mess and stuck to her face. Zeng Huihui freed one hand to wipe it away.

Looking at the pitch-black night sky outside, Zeng Huihui looked around. There was not even a place to shelter from the wind and rain. Her fingers hurt from holding the door handle. The wind was so strong that she couldn't even stand up.

I just hope Cheng Yuner won't stay with her too tightly, otherwise in such bad weather, she will sooner or later be exhausted and swept into the sea by the wind.

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Wang Zhongliang ran directly from the first floor to the second floor, found his room, went in, immediately closed the door, and stuck to the door to listen for any movement.

It seemed like that ghost thing was chasing Zeng Huihui... He leaned against the door and collapsed on the ground.

He has done his best. If anything happens to Zeng Huihui, it is her fate.

“Sizzle—”

Wang Zhongliang woke up instantly, opened his eyes and looked around.

How did he fall asleep just now...

Wang Zhongliang rubbed his knees, stood up with the help of the door, and first listened to see if there was any movement outside. After confirming that there was no other sound, he walked towards the bed.

“Sizzle—”

The light bulb suddenly dimmed, but there was still a hint of light in the room, and occasionally a "hissing" sound could be heard.

Wang Zhongliang stiffened for a moment and looked towards the source of the sound.

The bathroom door was half-open, and the light from inside shone on the ground, forming a semi-trapezoidal light and shadow. An inexplicable electronic sound also came from inside.

He suddenly remembered what Zeng Huihui said, that the bathroom is the place where ghosts like to appear the most!

Wang Zhongliang's chest felt heavy as if it was being pressed by a heavy object. Only the kitchen knife in his hand brought him some comfort. He would have to meet his match sooner or later.

Thinking of this, he mustered up the courage to turn around and walked towards the bathroom. He stopped at the door, slowly put his hand on the door, and with a push, the door was pushed open.

On the mirror, there were snowflakes from the old TV with a crackling sound and flickering colorful stripes. Wang Zhongliang took a step back and touched the door handle of the room with his hand behind his back.

The image on the mirror suddenly changed, showing more clearly a woman standing in the mirror. She was wearing tattered clothes stained with blood, and even covered with patches. The sense of age was overwhelming.

Wang Zhongliang is almost fifty years old this year. He hasn't seen this style of clothes since he was in junior high school. It must be an old style from the 1970s to 1980s.

"Will you come and keep me company?"

The woman in the mirror moved her lips, smiled sweetly, and stretched out her right arm.