Chapter 194 The World in the Book
"Lin Xi!"
Shen Sangning's hands were freed. She quickly cleared the tangled hair and rushed towards Lin Xi. But she couldn't keep up with the book's absorbing power. It sucked Lin Xi directly into the book and closed it. The only thing that followed Lin Xi was Big Eyeball.
Shen Sangning's eyes flushed red at this moment. She held the book close to her chest. She wanted to open it directly, but was stopped by a female voice: "Don't do that. If you force it open from the outside, the world inside will collapse and Lin Xi will die immediately."
Hearing the sound, Lin Xi turned around and saw a woman floating in mid-air. To be precise, she wasn't actually floating in mid-air. Her long, dark brown hair spread out in all directions, as if forming a spider web, and she was the center of the web.
Shen Sangning certainly wasn't attacking the book, but that didn't mean she would sit still and wait for death. She hugged the book tightly. The woman continued, "That's right. You've recovered your memory. You should know better than to act impulsively..."
As soon as these words fell, the woman was cut in half by Shen Sang Ning. The next moment, the woman turned into thousands of silk threads that expanded and bound Shen Sang Ning, only to be cut into countless pieces by Shen Sang Ning again.
The fallen strands of hair fell to the ground and moved like caterpillars, which looked particularly disgusting.
"roll."
"Alas, I told you not to act impulsively." The woman's voice rang out in the library, and Shen Sangning's eyes were so cold that they were about to drip with ice.
"Don't be so angry. If you believe Lin Xi, maybe she can get out of there on her own. Is it really okay to fight me now? I really can't do anything to you. Your obsession with your own rules is too strong. I have never seen a ghost with such a strong obsession. But as a junior, you can't do anything to me either. You can't even find where I am."
With the sunken mulberry and lemon as the center, a wind suddenly blew up. The wind was cold and had sharp blades that cut everything around it, even the hair under the feet was blown away. At this moment, there was nothing left in the whole room, only broken books and shelves scattered around.
Shen Sangning floated in mid-air, clutching the book tightly in her arms, without uttering a single word. The surrounding books also floated up, scattered in the space around Shen Sangning.
"That's right, Shen Sangning, be quiet..."
The moment the voice rang out, the books floating around Shen Sangning were thrown away. After the voice faded, it rang out from another place: "You're still very angry..." The book flew away again, and then the voice disappeared, suddenly appearing somewhere else: "I won't bother you for now."
"We'll talk after you calm down."
After this sentence, the female voice no longer appeared.
Shen Sangning knew that this woman was Xia Cui, the librarian. But what did this have to do with her? The most important thing now was Lin Xi. Xia Cui had said that Lin Xi might emerge from the book. Shen Sangning believed in Lin Xi the most, and she knew that Lin Xi would definitely emerge from the book unharmed.
But... she was furious, furious with herself. Lin Xi was clearly right beside her, and she had clearly held Lin Xi's hand tightly. Yet, at the most crucial moment, she still hadn't gone in with Lin Xi. It was her own carelessness, her own self-importance, believing that even a 430-year-old Xia Cui wouldn't be able to deal with her.
She was right. Xia Cui really couldn't deal with her, so she used this method to deal with Lin Xi.
The most important thing was that Xia Cui actually did it.
Lin Xi was sucked into the book. She didn't know what was going on. She hated herself for being powerless. If next time... no, there would be no next time, she would never...
Don't let Lin Xi encounter any danger again.
--absolute.
Shen Sangning held the book in her arms even tighter, almost embedding it into her body.
During the few minutes that Shen Sangning and Xia Cui were fighting, Lin Xi was somewhat bewildered. She was sucked into the book, her large eyeballs following. She was certain she was inside the book, but before her was darkness. She could feel a thin layer of water beneath her feet, almost reaching her ankles. It was sticky and made Lin Xi feel a little nauseous.
She lifted her feet a little, looked at the big eyes next to her, and was completely confused: "No, what's going on? Did they lock me up in the dark room?"
Just as she was thinking this, she suddenly heard a click, like the sound of a switch being flipped, followed by two more buzzing sounds, like the unstable voltage you get when turning on an old light bulb. At the same time, a light lit up in the dark space.
Lin Xi subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see a puzzling scene.
It was He Sitong. Suddenly, under a single light, He Sitong's figure appeared. She sat in a wheelchair, her head lowered, looking incredibly pitiful. Lin Xi walked closer and noticed that He Sitong suddenly raised her head. At that moment, Lin Xi could clearly see the burn marks covering He Sitong's face.
Those were the marks left by the flames on her face, which had already formed scabs and looked particularly terrifying.
He Sitong's eyes were red and tears were streaming down her face. She bit her lower lip tightly because of this strong emotion.
This was the first time Lin Xi had seen He Sitong with that expression, and she inevitably paused, especially since He Sitong's eyes held such intense hatred for her. Lin Xi instantly understood the book's sinister nature. To have someone familiar, someone she considered a younger sister, look at her like that would surely sway anyone.
Now that He Sitong has appeared, then…Shen Sangning is probably not far away.
While Lin Xi was still thinking, He Sitong suddenly spoke up: "Why only you?! Why are you the only one who is safe and sound?! Whenever I think of me lying in bed with serious injuries, while you can easily pass the level without doing anything, do you know how much I hate you?!"
Well, that’s really the trick.
Lin Xi's expression didn't change much, but the screen in the live broadcast room exploded:
[This is so disgusting, isn’t this the way the book plays this trick? ]
[Teacher, this isn't our Sitong, our Sitong is a good girl, how could she say such a thing? ]
[Not necessarily. If I were one of those streamers, I'd definitely be envious and jealous. Everyone else has to fight tooth and nail to survive, while Lin Xi can safely clear the level without having to do anything...]
Perhaps once upon a time, He Sitong truly thought: Why?
Did others think that He Sitong didn't know, but didn't He Sitong herself know? She was now lying in the intensive care unit. Although she had come out of the oxygen mask, she could only lie in bed. But she didn't have much time left. She had to recover quickly to the point where she could at least run and jump.
Because Lin Xi's dungeon is only 7 days long, after 7 days, there will be another 7 days of rest, and it may be He Sitong's turn to enter the dungeon again.
The person in charge didn't actually want He Sitong to watch the livestream, fearing she'd get emotional. She was now lying in bed, like a mummy, with a monitor set up for her to watch Lin Xi's livestream. But when she saw the footage from the livestream, she was so angry she pounded the bed with her tightly wrapped hands.
"I'm so angry! It's slandering me! Is there any law left?! This ghost is slandering me!"
"Oh, take it easy, sir. I told you not to watch the live broadcast, but you insisted. Being so emotional isn't good for recuperating. If you keep doing this, I'll take the screen away." The person in charge quickly tried to appease her. He Sitong was indignant: "Then type it in and send it to me. I can't let myself be slandered like this!"
The person in charge had no choice but to pull out a tablet and ask He Sitong what she wanted to post. He Sitong opened her mouth and greeted the family of the deceased man, using abusive words that were unbearable to hear. The person in charge twitched his mouth and said, "I can't type that kind of words, it will be blocked."
"Then just curse it as harshly as you can!"
What can you do when you encounter such a situation? You can only type and curse the devil honestly. After sending it, you have to take a screenshot and show it to your ancestors. Only then will your ancestors be satisfied.
The reason why He Sitong's emotions are so stable now is because she saw the ghost pretending to be her own, and she was beaten up on the screen. In fact, this feeling is quite subtle. After all, the ghost is wearing his own face, and although it is a burnt version, it is indeed his own face. Such a cute face was directly sucked by Lin Xi, and He Sitong felt that her face hurt a little.
Yes, Lin Xi didn't hold back. As soon as she heard He Sitong's outrageous remarks, she reached out and grabbed the collar of He Sitong's hospital gown, pulling her out of the wheelchair. With her other hand, she swung and slapped He Sitong across the cheek. Not satisfied with just one slap, Lin Xi slapped her again.
The feeling of Kukuku slapping someone in the face is really good.
After two slaps, a trace of disbelief appeared on He Sitong's face, which quickly turned into accusations and the same performance: "Do you think I will really thank you?! I wish you were dead! If you died, I would be the only one everyone can rely on! It's all because of you! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be like this!"
Lin Xi slapped him again. "Let me be clear, it's not because I know you're not 'He Sitong' that I'm slapping you like this. Even if you were 'He Sitong', I'd still hit you if you said that to my face."
Lin Xi was a delinquent girl back then. She didn't really think she could still be a beautiful little princess even though she was hanging out in black internet cafes. She smoked, fought, and cursed. The only thing that was certain was that she only messed with the strong, or fought back when they were messed with, but she would never bully anyone.
Now that a fool was saying such nonsense in front of her, how could Lin Xi feel sad and upset, or even start to seriously wonder if He Sitong might have felt the same way for a moment? Lin Xi didn't consider anything else, she just wanted to beat him up.
The illusion of He Sitong was completely gone, and the "He Sitong" in Lin Xi's hand turned into ashes and disappeared.
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