Chapter 28 The Crybaby's Endless Escape (Part 9)
The old landlord first glanced at Si Yisi with a gloomy expression, leaning on his cane, then looked down at the money Si Yisi handed him, and his cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.
He greedily took the coins from Si Yisi's hand, stroked them with ecstasy, and then tossed a room key to Si Yisi like a whirlwind.
The nameplate was engraved with handwriting worse than a child's, with no attempt to conceal it.
"A one-day pardon from death."
"Only one time is valid, only one time, hehehe, five more days, five more days." The old landlord gave a strange laugh and slowly walked out, leaning on his cane.
Then—Si Yisi grabbed his withered arm.
Si Yisi gripped the landlord's arm so tightly it cracked, as if it would fall apart at any moment.
Si Yisi said with a grim expression, "Exchange the money back, and take the room key back."
The elderly landlord: "?"
What the hell is this? What kind of weirdo is this? They don't even care about saving their own lives?
The old landlord struggled and struggled again, and the strength he exerted, though withered and thin, was unlike that of a human, which further confirmed that he was not human.
However—it couldn't break free.
That's really awkward.
The two, one human and one ghost, were locked in a stalemate. Mo Wuchang stood there with a cold expression, thinking to himself, "You old codger, you can't possibly guess what the boss is thinking!"
Although he hadn't expected Si Yisi to be so assertive.
They only need to survive for seven days in the rented room. This "get out of death" card is like giving them one-seventh of their lives. What player wouldn't keep it with them?
Oh, the boss.
Mo Wuchang had already anticipated the scene of Si Yisi beating up the ghost head. After all, the old landlord in front of him looked thin and frail, and probably wouldn't last even a second.
Unexpectedly, a mechanical voice echoed throughout the entire rented room, and Mo Wuchang vaguely sensed a hint of helpless anger mixed in with the voice.
"Once an exchange is made with an NPC, it cannot be reversed."
"Once an exchange is made with an NPC, it cannot be reversed."
"Once an exchange is made with an NPC, it cannot be reversed."
He said it three times in a row, each time more forceful than the last, and to Mo Wuchang it sounded like he was exasperated.
Si Yisi reluctantly let go, and the old landlord waved his cane and ran away at lightning speed.
"Holy crap, it's an Olympic sprinter!" Mo Wuchang watched another ghost retreat as if it were nothing new, and then he saw... Si Yisi gripping the get-out-of-jail-free card tightly in his hand.
Mo Wuchang swallowed hard, thinking of the ghost whose flesh had been torn off by hand, and quickly stopped him: "No! Boss, calm down! It's one-seventh of your life!"
His biggest fear was that this one-seventh of his life wouldn't last three seconds in Si Yisi's hands.
Si Yisi stood quietly for a while, her expression neither sad nor happy, just like a robot.
After a while, he said to Mo Wuchang, "Call Chen Mengxi over."
Si Yisi did not mention his cousin, which partly indicates his or Shen Chen's attitude.
"Knock knock." Mo Wuchang knocked on Chen Mengxi's door when she was curled up on the bed, shivering.
Chen Mengxi cherishes her life, but now she has stumbled upon a huge secret—a secret that could easily take her life.
If an experienced player wants to kill another experienced player, should she warn them?
Impossible, she'd just keep this secret to herself. Besides... that player's real face was very handsome, which made Chen Mengxi, while filled with fear and suspicion, also give rise to another thought.
Yes, not only does she not need to stop it from happening, she can also help remove some obstacles and clues.
Yes, that's it.
Chen Mengxi finally made up her mind to hypnotize herself, just then she suddenly heard a knock on the door—
Thump, thump! Her heart began to pound violently, and Chen Mengxi's breathing became rapid.
She glanced at the young woman lying lifeless on the bed and asked through the door, "Who is it?"
Chen Mengxi sized up Mo Wuchang. In her impression, he was a pushover who actually thought of protecting her useless cousin.
Little did she know that Mo Wuchang was also observing her, and this observation was not the kind of wild speculation that Chen Mengxi had.
Mo Wuchang is not stupid but rather very intelligent, and when he focuses on important matters, he becomes extremely meticulous.
Chen Mengxi looked at him with pity? And there was also a sense of superiority looking down on him, which disgusted Mo Wuchang.
When Si Yisi saw Chen Mengxi, a deep-seated resentment and anger welled up in his chest.
His body naturally shed tears, looking incredibly weak.
"Cousin, cousin," Si Yisi said slowly, "I...I found a copy of this brand, and I want to give it to you."
He looked at Chen Mengxi "sincerely".
Chen Mengxi was startled when she saw the sign, followed by a surge of elation. She then glanced at Mo Wuchang, who stood like a door god, and then looked at her cousin, her expression involuntarily turning contemptuous and disdainful.
She figured that Mo Wuchang must have found this thing, and her cousin Chen Chen was just using a name.
What an idiot! If he keeps going like this, he'll eventually get fed up with this nice guy. See? The nice guy's eyes are already showing impatience, aren't they?
Then she accepted it without hesitation.
When Si Yisi handed over the pardon, he suddenly leaned closer to Chen Mengxi and whispered in her ear. The original owner's resentment and unwillingness, along with his voice, poured wildly into Chen Mengxi's ears.
"Cousin, you're putting on this act, but you're actually looking down on me, aren't you?"
"You look down on me, don't you? You think I've accomplished nothing? Don't forget, everything you have was given to you by Shen Chen. Ha, you despicable, selfish, and vain cousin..."
"You seem distracted; what kind of wicked scheme are you plotting?"
These are Chen Chen's true feelings in the endless darkness that drives even ghosts mad.
It was like a whisper from hell, each word tearing through Chen Mengxi's beautiful exterior, causing it to ooze thick, black blood.
Chen Mengxi trembled slightly, staring at Si Yisi in disbelief as if she were seeing a demon.
But the devil fell silent, retreated, and with faint tear stains on his face, he instantly became a harmless and soft little lamb again.
“Cousin, Shen Chen believes in you.” Si Yisi smiled slightly. He didn’t use “I” but “Shen Chen”. This disconnect made Chen Mengxi shudder subconsciously.
He thought that Shen Chen's good cousin would probably be very worried.
No, no, no, maybe I'll even think about killing him in my dreams?
Si Yisi licked his lips, thinking about how he had unlocked part of the system shop after achieving a high rating, and he gave a rather amused smile.
I saw you in my dream, Chen Chen's cousin.
Chen Mengxi stumbled back to her room and slumped onto the bed, repeatedly recalling Si Yisi's words and his expression at that time.
She hung the "immunity from death" sign outside, and the moment Chen Mengxi hung it up, it automatically melted into the door.
Chen Mengxi had a dream that night.
In her dream, she looked down at Chen Chen from above and tortured this devil to death with knives, guns, swords, and even instruments of torture.
But she heard rustling sounds in her dream.
As Chen Mengxi turned her head, she saw the devil with the face of her cousin walking towards her step by step. He had a stereotypical smile on his face and was holding a black rose in his hand.
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