Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 896 The Kitchen and Gambling with Life

After a few moments of high-frequency tapping, the woman finally calmed down.

"It's good that you're quiet. If you dare to make another noise and disturb my peaceful sleep, I will tear you to pieces. You make me suffer in silence, and I won't let you live in peace either!"

After he finished speaking, the footsteps outside the door gradually faded away.

Shi Yan swallowed.

Peeking through the gap in the paper window, I saw the woman still holding a knife, standing menacingly at the door!

Furthermore, even though it was already midnight, the woman wasn't dressed in comfortable clothes for rest; instead, like the male corpse in the coffin, she was dressed in exquisite silk. And then there were her last words…

She was dead too!

If the requiem bell is shaken again, it will completely enrage the female corpse, causing her to rush into the room and hack it to pieces.

But if nothing is made...

Shi Yan turned her head to look at the coffin, where Su Changli, who was lying inside, had already raised his hand.

Ringing the bell meant death, not ringing it also meant death; this dilemma made Shi Yan frantically rub her hair.

"No, calm down, you need to calm down..."

Her thoughts drifted back to a dozen minutes earlier, when Wu Xian stood at the entrance of the Su residence, earnestly admonishing the newlyweds:

'Upon entering the Su residence, you will be forcibly separated and encounter ghosts and monsters in individual illusions.'

'The illusion is fake, but the ghosts are real. This may be terrifying for you, but nothing you encounter is insurmountable.'

'Perseverance, intelligence, and the courage to risk everything will help you survive this terror!'

Shi Yan forced herself to calm down.

“Perseverance is useless. Danger is imminent. The longer we delay, the worse the situation will become. Courage to risk everything is also useless. Even if I, a weak woman, fight with all my might, I cannot defeat two evil spirits. So, all I can rely on is my intelligence.”

"Is there any way to help me survive between these two evil spirits?"

"Hiss...two of them!"

In a moment of quick thinking, Shi Yan came up with a solution. She shook the reassuring bell twice to make Su Changli, who was about to wake up, fall asleep again.

The two rings of the bell enraged the woman outside the door.

She pounded on the door harder, shaking dust off the door frame.

But Shi Yan ignored her and instead quickly tore off a piece of white cloth used for the memorial service. She tied two odds and ends to one end of the cloth and the other end to Su Changli's raised arm.

Then Shi Yan extinguished the last candlestick in the room and crawled under the coffin.

After she finished doing all this, the room became quiet again, and the woman outside stopped banging on the door. But the corpse Su Changli in the coffin stood up straight in a strange way!

The corpse, like a zombie, bounced around the room, and with each bounce, the junk on its arms would collide with each other, making a clanging sound.

This noise only made the woman outside with the knife even more agitated.

The hopping corpse paid no attention to the sound. Its withered nose twitched incessantly. After circling the room twice, it locked onto Shi Yan's scent. Without moving its toes, it eerily levitated and lay down, raising its head and locking onto Shi Yan with a pair of fierce eyes!

Shi Yan moved her body backward step by step, while the jumping corpse crawled forward little by little, biting hard with each jump as it grew fangs.

Click, click, click!
After moving a few steps while lying down, Shi Yan bumped into the wall. She had nowhere to retreat and could only try to retract her long legs that had nowhere to go.

The jumping corpse continued to move forward in its bizarre posture.

boom!
Just then, the door finally gave way and collapsed after being pounded by the woman with the knife.

The woman stormed into the room, grabbing the source of the noise as if she harbored a deep-seated grudge, her face contorted with rage as she pulled and stabbed downwards. Shi Yan was already close to being bitten by the hopping corpse, but this time, instead of moving forward, the corpse pulled her backwards!

Driven mad by the noise, the knife-wielding woman pulled the hopping corpse out from under the coffin and pounced on it, stabbing it repeatedly. With the woman riding on its back, the hopping corpse had no chance to resist and was quickly stabbed to pieces, unable to move anymore.

The woman with the knife, her face covered in blood, put it down, revealing an extremely ferocious expression, her mouth almost twitching to her ears.

"Finally, it's quiet..."

"No, not yet, there's still a heartbeat!"

The woman with the knife maintained her ferocious expression, turned her neck 180 degrees, and looked at Shi Yan behind her.

Then the heavy pipe wrench smashed into her face!
Shi Yan screamed and swung the pipe wrench with one hand, her movements even more frantic than the woman with the knife, while her other hand frantically shook the requiem bell, making a rhythmic sound.

The pipe wrench won't kill the woman with the knife, but it can stun her, and the calming bell will still work while she's stunned!

After the woman with the knife fell, Shi Yan stood up, wiping the blood from her face with lingering fear.

She is indeed a music teacher, but her main specialty is... rock music!
……

Sun Shoubai's eyelids trembled incessantly, and he failed to open them several times.

He didn't want to enter the Su residence from the bottom of his heart, but he had no better choice. However, when he was torn between his inner thoughts and his own, he finally managed to open his eyes, only to find that the illusion Wu Xian had described had not appeared.

The sky was filled with dark, heavy clouds, and a cold wind carrying dust blew past as they stood at the entrance of the Su residence.

Seeing this, Sun Shoubai's wildly beating heart finally calmed down.

"Don't worry about it, I was just joking."

Wu Xian clapped his hands and laughed, waved to Sun Shoubai, and then strode into the Su residence.

"Follow me. There is a secret room in the Su residence where you can take refuge temporarily, enough to last for an hour..."

Upon hearing this, Sun Shoubai's face lit up with joy, and he quickly followed Wu Xian into the Su residence with the others.

They walked along a winding, meandering path for a while. Along the way, Sun Shoubai sensed something was amiss, but he couldn't pinpoint what the problem was. So, he couldn't help but ask Wu Xian:
"Where is that safe place you're talking about?"

Wu Xian didn't turn his head, but coldly uttered two words:
"Kitchen!"

……

Wow…

A crescent moon hung in the sky, and the room was brightly lit.

Hao Ze stood at the doorway. Outside, it was pouring rain, which soaked the road and occasionally splashed mud onto his face.

Behind him was a mahjong table, but he was the only person in the room.

call!
A gust of cold wind blew by, and three figures appeared in the rain.

The three men were dressed in fine clothes, their faces were pale, and their cheeks were rosy. They entered the house on their own, sat down around the mahjong table, and gave the main seat to Hao Ze.

Hao Ze sat down, shivering; his legs were cramping. He noticed that the three men's clothes were soaked through, dripping water onto the floor, and their white makeup was ruined, but they hadn't left any footprints in the room…

Clearly, none of these three are human.

However, having chosen to enter the illusion, Hao Ze was already mentally prepared for this kind of situation. He forced a smile and asked the three of them:

"What should we do next?"

The three of them said in unison, "Playing cards is like gambling with your life!"

(End of this chapter)