Xia Chuhe placed his hand on the cake cart.
Suddenly, Da Shan intervened and pinned Xia Chuhe down.
The girl looked at the two suspiciously, her gaze shifting between Dashan and Xia Chuhe before finally settling on Xia Chuhe's face. She tilted her head and asked, "Do you want to kill me?"
The girl handed the bloodstained knife to Xia Chuhe: "Sure~"
Da Shan pressed Xia Chuhe's hand down harder, and she shook her head at Xia Chuhe, trying to stop her.
Xia Chuhe smiled and mouthed, "I don't want to kill her."
Da Shan looked hesitant.
Xia Chuhe mouthed again: "She was just a host set up by the checkpoints. I have no grudge against her, why would I kill her?"
Dashan gradually relaxed his strength.
However, what Xia Chuhe really thought was: I have no grudge against her, but there are others who have a grudge against her, and a huge one at that.
Xia Chuhe shoved Dashan hard, then set a fire in front of Dashan and the smiling doll to prevent them from hindering his actions.
She grabbed the handle of the cake cart, pushed it backstage, and onto the stage. She picked up the cake and threw it to the audience.
Xia Chuhe pushed the cake cart, running all the way from the stage to the audience, throwing cakes as she went. Occasionally, if she missed an audience member, she would kindly smear some cake on their face.
All the audience members who received a piece of cake went wild. They floated up from their seats, rushed backstage, and onto the backdrop.
When the Laughing Man passed through the wall of fire and arrived on the stage, it was too late.
Even the most powerful puppet cannot withstand the sheer number of ghosts.
Countless ghosts shrieked with laughter, and the decibel meter quickly broke through the red and turned black.
In the indescribable darkness, the figures in the sky became increasingly clear...
The ghosts grabbed the girl and tore her apart wantonly, cheering as they ripped pieces of flesh from her body until she was completely shredded.
The moment the girl shattered, the sky broke apart along with her, and a woman who looked to be the size of a normal person fell from the sky. As she drew closer, Xia Chuhe realized that she was someone who had been dead for a long time.
The corpse was passed through the claws of the ghosts again and again, until it was reduced to pieces of flesh too fine to be picked up, which were scattered all over the stage.
The decibel meter went off the charts at that moment.
A huge explosion rang out, and then the world fell silent again.
The curtain falls on the stage.
The performer leaves the stage.
Xia Chuhe and the others returned to the church where the coffin was placed. The four of them stood in front of the coffin, and the energy ball was within reach.
The heavy smell of blood lingered in the air. Xia Chuhe rubbed his nose and did not take the energy ball immediately.
Dashan looked distraught, seemingly still lamenting the girl's death.
Mo Yun was completely out of the loop and didn't understand why the four of them had inexplicably cleared the game.
Li Qiusheng looked at Xia Chuhe with eyes full of curiosity.
Xia Chuhe wasn't in a hurry to go out. He slowly typed out a bunch of words to explain to the three of them.
Da Shan couldn't help but push her, trying to get her to put the energy ball away first, but Xia Chuhe remained unmoved.
Before explaining my actions, I'd like to share some clues provided by the level:
First, all the audience members died in the Valley of Silence, meaning they were restricted by the rules of the Valley of Silence in life; the ghost audience members were forcibly fixed in the audience seats, meaning they were restricted by the checkpoints after death.
Secondly, props can free the audience from the constraints of their seats and give them temporary freedom of movement;
Thirdly, there is a figure in the sky, and she and the girl are sisters;
Fourthly, the decibel meter is closely related to the canopy or the woman in the canopy. At the same time, the decibel meter collects the pleasure of ghosts, meaning that the woman in the canopy may need the pleasure of ghosts.
Fifthly, the performers on stage, though seemingly us, are actually girls; we are merely props for them. Therefore, it is the girls who want to make the audience laugh.
Sixth, a normal performance would never cause the decibel meter to exceed its limit.
With these clues laid out here, things become very clear—
The woman in the celestial canopy may be dead or near death, but the girl can ensure her sister's continued existence by collecting the ghosts' joy. The ghosts are forced to provide joy, which may put them in a state of suffering, so they need tools to escape this situation.
Give them the tools, and they'll rise up and kill the girl who caused them pain. Revenge is what brings them the most joy, far more than watching some pointless performance.
The cake the girl pushed behind the scenes was filled with the things we had "lost," so I suspect the cake was a vessel, a prop. When I distribute these props to the ghosts, they can seek revenge and experience true joy—that's the real way to make the decibel meter explode.
As for the woman who finally fell from the sky...
Is it possible that she is the one who made and maintained the rules of Silent Valley?
These two sisters, one makes the living die under the rules, and the other makes the ghosts live in pain.
Absolutely.
After reading the clues presented by Xia Chuhe, Li Qiusheng's eyes lit up again, and his hands fluttered slowly like butterfly wings, silently making a clapping motion.
Mo Yun was shocked. He had noticed the first three clues and had a vague feeling about the last three, but he couldn't connect them together no matter what he did, because most of his attention was on the hesitation of "whether to give up".
Although he admired Xia Chuhe's abilities, Mo Yun was more concerned about when the rules of Silent Valley could be completely destroyed. The energy ball was within reach, and if Xia Chuhe didn't make a move soon, he wouldn't be so polite!
Unwilling to remain silent any longer, Mo Yun frantically winked at Xia Chuhe, his eyes twitching uncontrollably, his face almost contorted in pain.
Xia Chuhe patted Mo Yun's cheek, shook his head, and showed him the words he had just typed: "Don't rush, there are still some things I haven't figured out."
She took a rope from the farm, casually walked past the mountain, then turned around and looped the rope around the mountain, instantly binding it tightly.
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