Chapter 29 The Crybaby's Endless Escape (Part 10)

Chen Mengxi was still venting her panic and pent-up anger, repeatedly telling Shen Chen to die, to die, to die!

But when Si Yisizhen invaded her dream, Chen Mengxi's arrogant attitude was immediately extinguished.

Si Yisi bought a Dream-Making Pill with points from the system shop. This thing dissolves upon contact with the skin, so Chen Mengxi had already been infected without her knowing.

"you……"

Chen Mengxi took a step back, then another step back.

But the dream was manipulated by Si Yisi, and Chen Mengxi only took two steps back before waking up to find herself with nowhere to escape!

She was standing on a narrow spot, where a faint light lingered, making Chen Mengxi realize that the area around her was nothingness!

Si Yisi stepped onto the stairs that seemed to float in the air, closing in step by step.

She had nowhere to escape!

"Cousin, are you having fun?" Si Yisi's voice was like a venomous snake, carrying a sinister undertone.

He was wearing a black suit and black leather shoes, and holding a black rose in his hand...

It looks like they've come to a funeral!

Chen Mengxi opened her eyes wide, trembling, and saw her cousin, who had changed his appearance, tuck a black rose into his hair and then reach out to press his hair down.

But this press—it felt like it was going to crush her brain!

"Ah—!" Chen Mengxi collapsed in her room, drenched in cold sweat. The half-mad young woman lying next to her kept uttering low, curse-like murmurs.

Chen Mengxi frantically grabbed a pillow and threw it next to the young woman, panting heavily from the nightmare.

"Chen—Chen, Chen—Chen!" Chen Mengxi's beautiful face was contorted.

She firmly believed that her dear cousin must have secretly obtained some extraordinary opportunity to undergo such a dramatic change. But why?!

What right does that crybaby, who's worse than a woman, have?!

Chen Mengxi made no attempt to hide her disgust. She reached under her bed sheet and groped for the antique lighter hidden there.

Chen Mengxi felt a little comforted when her hand touched the cold body of the lighter.

Chen Mengxi was certain that this was a useful tool, and she wanted to see if her good cousin would still be able to escape the ghost's pursuit without its help!

On the other side, Si Yisi, who had been ejected by the dream, looked at her hand with tears streaming down her face.

She's so fair-skinned and thin, so delicate and tender, she doesn't look like she's going to be very strong. Even when she's beating up a ghost, it takes several blows to make it effective. How come Chen Mengxi is so fragile?

He hadn't even had a chance to exert any force before he was startled awake!

That's right, Si Yisi describes herself as innocent, weak, and prone to crying.

I didn't feel anything was wrong at all.

Mo Wuchang, who was sleeping next to him and quietly watching for any movement, twitched his eyelids. He saw Si Yisi reach out and grab something, and before he knew it, he remembered...

The scene depicted was a bloody mosaic of Si Yisi tearing off a piece of skin from a corpse.

Mo Wuchang was immediately horrified. Who was his boss going to crush?!

Could it be me?! He immediately curled himself up like a shrimp, and for some reason, just thinking about these scenes made Mo Wuchang subconsciously feel pain all over his body.

"Tick-tock".

The hour hand in the room is pointing to the 2 position, while the minute and second hands reach the 12 position at the same time.

It's 2 a.m.

"Knock knock knock knock!" A series of irregular and intense knocks came from afar.

Si Yisi opened her eyes, and tears of weariness dripped from the corners of her eyes.

He heard knocking on the door, the creaking of shoes on the floor, rapid breathing, and cries for help. If it wasn't a ghost, then someone was calling for help.

"Help! Help!"

The piercing scream was a male voice. If Si Yisi wasn't mistaken... it should be the voice of the blond-haired kid who lived with Qi Muyang.

How did he manage to escape?

Has the game area been expanded?

The distant knocking that Si Yisi first heard should have come from the first floor—but the sound was getting closer and closer, gradually approaching their third floor.

Si Yisi sat up and slowly buttoned his clothes. He tapped his feet gently to the rhythm, his body trembling in perfect harmony, as if playing a silent melody.

After holding back for a long time, Si Yisi found that she was not so averse to tears anymore.

This is probably what growing up is all about.

"Hiss..." Si Yisi heard a hissing sound coming from his cuff. He pulled the cuff out and whispered to it.

"You must have been looking forward to this for a long time, right? After all, your abilities have improved with each passing year."

This is no exaggeration. Ah Tu has made great progress in discharging electricity. The sparks it emits are now brighter and more dazzling, like a giant light bulb.

Si Yisi thought that horizontal development was also a form of development, and who knew that Ah Tu might develop vertically while training him, so he still had some expectations for it.

Ah Tu doesn't expect anything.

It burst into tears and shook its head wildly, even deftly generating electric sparks on itself.

The aroma of roasted dragon meat wafted over, and when Si Yisi looked at A Tu again, it had already stunned itself with electricity.

Si Yisi: "..."

Timid and bald.

He slapped Ah Tu hard, then hung the little dragon on the door upside down.

The blond-haired kid finally made it to the third floor.

He pounded on the door of Qi Muyang's room, but Qi Muyang was determined not to open it.

Si Yisi heard weak breathing and the faint sound of something being destroyed.

He deduced that this ghost must be a big one, at least much more powerful than the female ghost who shaved her head and cried.

"Help me! Please let me in!!"

"Help me! Ah—!" Si Yisi heard Huang Mao's cries of pain and saw the gushing blood seeping from the crack in the door.

To prevent the blond-haired man from pounce on her, Si Yisi quickly took a few steps back and braced herself against the edge of the bed.

The blond-haired man stumbled in, covered in blood. His pupils were filled with pain, and when he saw Si Yisi, a thin boy crying incessantly, he felt even more desperate, and his pupils dilated slightly.

"Bah, I've really...lost this time."

Huang Mao regained some strength and quickly said, "What are you crying for! What are you standing there for? Run!"

The blond-haired man fell onto the bed, his pupils reflecting the terrifying figure carrying a knife. At that moment, he touched someone.

A person sleeping soundly, snoring loudly.

Even when such a huge change occurred, Mo Wuchang remained unchanged, as if he were going to sleep until the end of time.

Yellow Hair: "..."

Mo Wuchang: "Snoring loudly zzz~"

The blond-haired boy, whom he thought was a weakling, glanced at him and thought to himself—"Does crying bother you? Did I eat your rice?"

Si Yisi pinched Mo Wuchang and then pushed him, signaling him to give her the stick that he was lewdly holding in his arms.

The result, of course, was... he didn't wake up.

Si Yisi: "..."

He acted decisively and swiftly, wielding Mo Wuchang, a living, breathing man, and smashing him towards the ghost outside the door.

splat—