Bi Xie: "???"
Ru Hua anxiously explained, "He's really gone! I've been searching for him for so long, but I couldn't find Lord Ghost Cultivator, so I came back to find you. Stop wasting your time and hurry up and finish the mission in this world. Maybe when you return to the castle, Lord Ghost Cultivator will come back to collect the blood drops..."
Bi Xie didn't say anything, but followed the child's laughter and turned a corner, entering a dark alley where there wasn't even a will-o'-the-wisp.
Ru Hua was very anxious and swore that what she said was true, that the Ghost Cultivator had really disappeared, but Bi Xie's reaction was extremely calm, even indifferent, as if the Ghost Cultivator had offended her.
Ru Hua had no choice but to change the subject and look at the data. Upon seeing it, her sad mood was immediately dispelled, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Host, what have you been doing while I was away? The villain boss's happiness value has actually increased to 65 points! Victory is just around the corner! Did you... hehehe?"
"Guess," Bi Xie smiled slightly, "I said I not only messed with the villain, but I also messed with the Ghost Cultivator, which is why he's hiding and doesn't dare to see me now. Do you believe me?"
"..." Ru Hua was dumbfounded. "Host, can we talk about something practical?"
Bi Xie shrugged: Just as she was about to say something very practical, a pair of icy hands suddenly touched her wrist. A little girl with pigtails and big red circles on her cheeks grinned and said to her, "I've got you, sister. You have to play with me, or else... I'll kill you."
Ru Hua was startled when the little girl suddenly appeared from the darkness: "Host, what are you doing? What is that?!"
"What do you want to play? If it's not fun... I'll kill you," Bi Xie pinched the little girl's cheek, mimicking her tone.
Her face was also cool. Bi Xie rubbed the red circle on her face, but it didn't smudge. Could it be that it wasn't drawn on, but pasted on? But there were no traces of pasting.
"Sister, you're so much fun! How about we play a murder mystery game?" The little girl blinked innocently and happily pulled her to a slightly lit corner. Bi Xie looked up and saw an oil lamp sticking out from the wall.
The lights flickered, as if they might go out at any moment.
It took Ru Hua a while to process the information and realize that she was in a haunted house. She said in horror, "Host, are you really going to play a murder game with her?"
"Otherwise what?"
"Host, you're really going to have fun like this?" Ru Hua was on the verge of tears. "Why don't we go find the big boss to play with? The Ghost Cultivator is missing, aren't you worried at all?"
“I’m worried,” Bi Xie said calmly.
Ru Hua stared at her host, who was being dragged off to play hopscotch by the little girl, and exclaimed in despair, "I didn't see any sign that you were worried about the Ghost Cultivator..."
Bi Xie tossed the pebble into the square with the number 1, hopped around, came back, picked up the pebble, tilted his head, and looked at the little girl. "I won, so does that mean I don't have to die?"
The little girl grinned, giving a sinister giggle. "I hate it when people beat me. My mom always compares me to others, and she scolds me every time my grades are lower. So why do you want to beat me, sister? I'm so unhappy. I might as well kill you, then no one will be better than me."
What kind of setting is this? Ru Hua was dumbfounded, but the little girl pulled out a dagger from her bosom with lightning speed and stabbed Bi Xie, who was standing in the square and tossing a small stone in his palm. Even with such a dangerous act as stabbing, she still maintained a smile on her face, as if it were a fake face that had been pasted on.
Bi Xie grabbed the girl's cold wrist and was about to dodge to the side when the square beneath her feet suddenly trembled as if struck by something powerful. Then, with a "boom," the ground collapsed, and something grabbed her legs and pulled her down.
"Hehehe, so much fun..." The little girl clapped her hands and smiled as she watched Bi Xie fall.
Suddenly, an arm reached out from the black hole and pulled her in as well.
"Cough cough cough," dust flew up, and Bi Xie coughed a few times, choking on it. Then he heard a familiar voice say in suppressed pain, "You two get up, you're crushing me, so heavy, so heavy, so heavy, get up quickly..."
It was Meng Huaichuan's voice.
"She's on top of me, I can't get up," Manny also choked on some dust. The two of them were about to dig themselves off the floor to climb up, but then someone was standing on the floor, pushing them back into the hole.
Bi Xie then noticed two fleshy cushions beneath him. He got up in the dim light and groped around, discovering that it was a cylindrical, enclosed deep cave. Although there were uneven friction points on the cave walls, climbing up from such a place was still quite strenuous.
"What's wrong with you?" Manni launched into a tirade. "Meng Huaichuan and I worked so hard to get up there, and you just fell down from there. Did you do it on purpose?"
Meng Huaichuan was slightly calmer than Manni, but having wasted his time, he was also getting a little anxious. "Alright, stop arguing," he said, suddenly touching something cold and soft. He shuddered and quickly withdrew his hand, asking warily, "What is that? Why is it so cold?"
Bi Xie ruffled the "little ghost girl's" hair, shone the flashlight on her pale face, and chuckled, "Why aren't you laughing anymore?"
Meng Huaichuan and Manni shone their flashlights over, and when they saw the little girl's face, they were both shocked. Manni covered her mouth, but a scream still escaped through her fingers, "You... are you a human or a ghost?" The light made the little girl close her eyes tightly.
Bi Xie turned off the flashlight and waved Man Ni away a little, saying slowly, "If you were a ghost, you would have been eaten long ago."
The little girl dressed as a ghost giggled and grabbed Bi Xie's wrist with her icy little hand. "Sister, you're braver than them."
Ru Hua thought to herself, "How could her host not be brave? She's died several times over."
Bi Xie pinched her cheek again and said seriously, "Stop acting cute, how are you going to get out?"
The little girl's face was pinched so cutely that it "swelled up," and her voice changed, "We can't get out, this pit is very deep, unless someone throws a rope down..." The photographer had disappeared, so where would he get a rope?
No sooner had this thought crossed your mind than a rope suddenly dangled down from above.
The group looked at each other in bewilderment.
Meng Huaichuan, his hair covered in mud, glanced at the two men, cupped his hands to his mouth, and shouted upwards, "Who dropped the rope?"
There was no response; the echoes emanating from the cave walls sent a chill down one's spine.
Manny trembled: "No...no, it can't be a ghost, can it?"
Bi Xie tugged at the rope, and the other end seemed to think it wasn't long enough, so it loosened a bit more. She glanced at the group and said, "I'll go up and check first. If there are no problems, I'll pull you up."
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