Three Towers Game

Chapter 392 Night of Revenge
Another night.

Whether it was just her imagination or not, Tang Rui had a feeling that the rain tonight was similar to the rain many years ago when Wen Xishu invited her to a battle of wits...

The same.

As she and Wen Xishu prepared to leave, she felt as if she had returned to the past.

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Jiangcheng.

Amidst the pouring rain and the twinkling lights of countless homes, the Li family of three was enjoying a hot pot meal together.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" the daughter asked naturally.

"Did you order takeout?" Old Li's wife asked.

Old Li shook his head:

"In this weather, who's going to deliver food?"

A woman's voice came from outside the door:

"I'm your sister."

The first reaction of both the wife and Lao Li was surprise: what sister?
But clearly, the voice responded to the daughter's question, "Who is it?" Only the daughter's expression changed from confusion to bewilderment in an instant.

She suddenly stood up and, as if sleepwalking, ran to open the door with a vacant look in her eyes.

The door opened quickly, and standing outside was a girl who had been soaked in the rain. She looked somewhat disheveled, but her eyes held an unfathomable, eerie quality.

"Little sister, do you miss me?"

"Welcome, sister."

The daughter's expression grew increasingly blank; like a puppet on a string, she walked back listlessly.

The hot pot was steaming, the broth was bubbling, and the aroma in the room made the strange girl's mouth water.

"Dad, mom."

She suddenly spoke.

In the blink of an eye, Old Li and his wife both froze, their eyes becoming vacant.

After a while, the family of four began to eat.

Even more strangely, Old Li and his wife's expressions gradually returned to normal.

Only the daughter's expression remained blank.

The girl, now dressed in clean clothes, suddenly smiled, her laughter tinged with mockery:

"who are you?"

She looked at her daughter.

Her daughter's eyes gradually regained their luster, and instead showed some surprise:

"Ah... how did I get here?"

"You've come to the wrong place. You don't belong here. I'm the one who belongs here. You pathetic wretch that nobody wants." The girl smiled sinisterly.

At this moment, Old Li and his wife seemed to have been completely "loaded" into different data archives, and their expressions changed as well:
"How did you get in!"

"Get out!"

The wife had completely forgotten that this was her daughter.

"go out!"

The daughter herself didn't think there was anything wrong with her.

She began to try to recall her past... She discovered that she had no father or mother and was an orphan wandering in Jiangcheng.

There is no warmth from family in my memory, only the bone-chilling cold of the rain in Jiangcheng.

As she watched the man and woman tell her to leave, a sense of panic welled up inside her that she didn't even know, and tears began to well up in her eyes.

It felt like I shouldn't have gone out, like I was about to be separated from something very important.

But then my body started to move, and I realized I should leave their house and not cause them any trouble.

Clearly, the intruder, Jiang Keren, has already "integrated" into the new family.

In a very short time, she transferred the love that Mr. and Mrs. Li had for their daughter to herself, a complete stranger. Conversely, their original daughter became a stranger to them.

Jiang Keren's tragic childhood led to her being ridiculed for being raised by multiple adoptive fathers. She deeply envied other people's families, especially those with stable family relationships.

Now, she can fit into any family and steal anyone's father and mother.

Once she grows tired of one family, she can move on to the next.

The daughter had already arrived at the door; she turned the doorknob, about to leave her home.

But the moment the door opened, two people were seen outside.

A man and a woman were standing outside the door.

The man said with a smile:

"Tang Rui, thank you for your help."

The visitors were Tang Rui and Wen Xishu.

With Ding Dong's compass, hunting down strange tales became much faster.

Ultimately, Jiang Keren's ability is mental invasion, but compared to mental power, how can her strange tales compare to Tang Rui's?
With just a glance, Tang Rui's domineering spirit, combined with a mix of emotions, instantly brought back everything to her daughter's memory.

"Mom and Dad..."

She turned her head abruptly.

They saw the equally surprised Old Li and his wife, as well as Jiang Keren's somewhat wary gaze.

Subsequently, Mr. Li and his family of three instantly lost consciousness and fell into a coma.

There were only Wen Xishu, Tang Rui, and Jiang Keren, and the atmosphere was somewhat strange.

"Who...are you?" Jiang Keren asked warily.

Since the previous round of ghost stories didn't kill anyone, Jiang Keren in this round, although also a ghost story, doesn't possess a strong killing intent.

Although it also has the power to break up families and cause wives and children to separate, it ultimately does not kill people.

Therefore, controlling the killings in ghost stories is indeed an effective measure.

Wen Xishu said:
"Jiang Keren, it's pointless for you to take action against these ordinary people."

Wen Xishu didn't actually dislike this ghost story, and neither did Tang Rui.

Many children nowadays want to escape their original families. When their parents compare them to other children, the children gradually begin to develop their own ideas and compare their parents to other parents.

Jiang Keren's abilities may also be a concrete manifestation of escaping her family.

Based on past experience, the child's father was a complete coward, allowing his wife to have affairs. The child's mother was also not very chaste, and was happy to use her body to exchange for resources.

Later, Jiang Keren experienced the same thing that Tang Rui had when she was young.

But her father was timid, and her mother didn't even care about such things, so Jiang Keren clearly didn't receive much love.

Given that he was constantly ridiculed during his childhood, it's already quite remarkable that he only gained the ability to "fit in."

"Mind your own business! Are you two married? You seem very much in love!"

Jiang Keren's eyes held a seductive quality.

In that instant, Wen Xishu felt a mental shock; clearly, Jiang Keren was trying to distort his memory.

But the next moment, Jiang Keren coughed up a mouthful of blood.

She clutched her head, writhing in agony.

Tang Rui said coldly:

"You can keep trying to invade us, but I can guarantee that you will suffer more each time."

Jiang Keren trembled, but her eyes became much clearer. She suddenly became docile.

Wen Xishu shrugged:

"Don't be so harsh on the child. Jiang Keren, I know your past very well."

"But don't you think ordinary people are also pitiful?"

Jiang Keren doesn't care about the feelings of ordinary people. Wasn't she pitiful back then? Wasn't she pitiful when she was ridiculed for being raised by a "good father"?

Why should I be able to bully the weak now that I'm powerful? Weren't they the ones who bullied me when I was weak back then?
But she dared not show it.

She thought she could hide her thoughts, but the comments above her head had already given them away.

Wen Xishu sighed softly.

Clearly, this child's hatred for the world is hard to erase. He himself isn't cut out to be Hokage; he can't possibly persuade a ghost storyteller to reform with just words.

He said:
"You can do whatever you want, but now that you have superpowers, don't you want revenge?"

"revenge……"

Jiang Keren murmured softly, as memories began to surface in her mind.

"What revenge?"

It was a strange feeling, like a small pebble falling into a deep pool, creating ripples, but nothing really changed.

When the word "revenge" appeared, a hint of confusion appeared in Jiang Keren's eyes, as if she had been invaded by her own power.

She thought of a blurry face, and some past experiences. But that was all she could do; those memories were too vague, so vague that she wasn't even sure if they existed. Yet, the word "revenge" stirred something within her, and fleeting images flashed through her mind. Could it just be her own paranoia?
Just as she was filled with confusion and vaguely felt that she had a grudge to settle, those blurry memories suddenly became clear at that moment.

She suddenly felt as if she were actually there.

Jiang Keren remembered everything; she had been...hurt. She curled up, trembling helplessly, the overwhelming memories making her feel like a kitten drenched in a downpour.

At this moment, Wen Xishu felt a fluctuation of mental power.

He understood; Jiang Keren seemed unable to recall that memory, but at that moment, Tang Rui exerted her strength.

Because of Tang Rui's presence, that memory became incredibly clear.

Jiang Keren, also stimulated by the shared experience, remembered—

Yes, I have experienced something far more terrifying than being ridiculed by others about my family.

This experience left her trembling with fear.

But gradually, anger welled up within her again, her eyes blazing with fury, and she forced out a name through gritted teeth:
"Yan, Zhi, Hai".

Thunder struck, and the name seemed like a taboo.

Wen Xishu knew it was time for revenge:

"Some experiences are beyond my repair. I advise you not to hurt innocent people, simply because I don't want you to become the kind of person you hate. At least, before we have to take this step to vent our anger, we can still seek revenge, can't we?"

"In your unfortunate life, shouldn't there be at least one cathartic release? Settle grievances, avenge wrongs, let scumbags meet their scumbag ends, let degenerates meet their degenerate ends. Those mistakes cannot and should not be let go."

These words instantly transported Tang Rui back to many years ago.

She suddenly felt like laughing.

Because Wen Xishu had once said the same thing to him word for word.

For some reason, she had a feeling that Wen Xishu was using a formula to solve the enemy.

But she didn't feel offended at all. She believed that when Wen Xishu said those words that year, it wasn't out of skill, but because he genuinely wanted to help her.

Looking at Wen Xishu's back, she always felt a special sense of security, as if she had returned to that night when she needed help and the sentry's assistance in killing someone.

"But...I...I can't find him! I can't remember him!"

Jiang Keren spoke painfully, tears welling up in her eyes. With Tang Rui's help, she was able to recall the experiences she had endured that night—the humiliation and unbearable pain, the fear and helplessness—all of it came flooding back.

But she simply couldn't remember where Yan Zhihai was. It was as if Yan Zhihai didn't exist.

"I can't find him..."

She looked to Wen Xishu and Tang Rui for help.

Wen Xishu and Tang Rui exchanged a glance, as if they had suddenly understood something.

Wen Xishu had initially been somewhat confused, but now he understood completely.

Some of the damage was too great...

This can cause the victim to lose that memory. However, the traces of the harm will not disappear along with the memory.

"Let's go, we'll take you to find him."

Wen Xishu gestured an invitation:

"It's time to bring this all to an end."

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The compass needle re-anchored to the direction its owner longed for, and the heavy rain in Jiangcheng grew even more torrential, as if it would engulf the city that night.

Three powerful figures walked through the rainy night, heading towards the villa district of Jiangcheng.

It's another rainy night, another moment filled with murderous intent. And once again, that terrace where everything ends.

Yan Zhihai watched the downpour from the terrace.

Wen Xishu and Tang Rui seemed to have returned to the past.

When I saw Yan Zhihai's face again, and when I saw the helpless girl hiding in Yan Zhihai's house, covered in bruises—

Jiang Ke'er disappeared without a sound.

Time and space seemed to shift at that moment, and Tang Rui clearly felt that she had truly returned to the past, back to that river city.

I've returned to the moment I became the Butcher of the Rainy Night.

But then everything was different. At that time, she clearly noticed the little girl, yet she ignored her.

Because she wanted to kill Yan Zhihai.

But with Jiang Ke'er's disappearance, Wen Xishu and Tang Rui both understood what they should do next.

"Sister...you've finally found me. You shouldn't have left me here."

The girl suddenly raised her head and looked at Tang Rui with resentment.

It was as if she had been waiting here for many, many years, and only now had her waiting finally come to an end.

Tang Rui didn't say much, but at that moment, she was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

"Go and kill him."

Memories and feelings begin to exchange at this moment.

Wen Xishu could sense that Tang Rui's expression had suddenly changed. The other girl's expression had also changed. He guessed that the two of them seemed to have undergone some kind of transformation?

"So, this is what you were like back then."

At this moment, the girl and Rui seemed like twins, uttering the same words in perfect unison.

In that instant, Tang Rui sensed the girl's helplessness and humiliation.

Before the phone call ended, Yan Zhihai subjected him to an indescribable torment.

I am not the person in this world who has suffered the most from Yan Zhihai's torment.

In his early years, Yan Zhihai was somewhat timid and hesitant. Many years later, after Tang Rui had grown up, Yan Zhihai had become quite adept at it. He knew very well which parents he could manipulate and which children he could bully.

This child suffered even more terrible pain than he had experienced, and it lasted for half a year.

After that, Yan Zhihai suddenly died.

However, the resentment in their hearts was not settled as a result.

After killing the man in that heavy rain, Tang Rui went to the next location to hunt down other people who needed to be dealt with.

The helpless girl walked for a long, long time in the heavy rain in Jiangcheng, until finally, she collapsed from exhaustion in the downpour.

After that, when she woke up again, she had a high fever. Her brain, out of a self-protective instinct, made her forget some of the experiences.

But the fact that the body has been harmed cannot be changed.

With Yan Zhihai's death, his crimes were slowly revealed, becoming big news and causing a sensation. The girl's parents finally understood what their child had suffered.

The world always seems to harbor malice towards those who are violated. Even though everyone should hate the perpetrators, the victims are also labeled as "dirty."

The parents' attitude towards the girl didn't change much, but the girl gradually began to feel the strange looks from those around her.

She herself often has dreams in which endless filth covers her body, and even though it is raining heavily in the city, she can never wash away the filth.

One day, she even overheard someone calling her a bitch behind her back, saying that she was no longer pure.

Her personality underwent many changes; she became withdrawn and disliked communicating with others, and she began to slowly search for things.

Finally, she found news of Yan Zhihai and learned everything.

She believed she had found someone to take revenge on, but Yan Zhihai... was already dead. The murderer was a woman named Tang Rui, who killed many people that night.

The girl couldn't even remember how she should hate or how she should take revenge—even if Yan Zhihai were still alive.

The apocalypse has arrived, and all sorts of strange tales are emerging, but the girl does not leave Jiangcheng with her parents to seek refuge.

Hospitals, streets, schools...

Many scenes in Jiangcheng become eerie and terrifying, but the girl prefers to associate with those labeled as "disappointed people."

Here, everyone is a loser in life, someone who is despised and scorned by others. We stick together for warmth and comfort.

Sometimes, listening to other people's tragic pasts gives girls a twisted sense of pleasure.

It seems that only when there are many people like this can the pain in her heart be alleviated. She collected many twisted experiences here, but no matter how many experiences she had, she could not change what she had experienced in the past.

She refused to leave Jiangcheng because she believed Tang Rui hadn't left yet. She always felt that the woman named Tang Rui owed her a debt.

Her immense obsession and unique experiences led her to be chosen by a certain power.

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"I'm sorry. If only I had noticed you back then..." Tang Rui's voice was filled with guilt.

After going through all the experiences and exchanging their pasts with mixed feelings, Tang Rui, for the first time in a long time, felt the urge to shed tears.

She longed to hold the child tightly.

At this moment, Yan Zhihai had already been dismembered into eight pieces. The girl, her face covered in blood, stood in the heavy rain, feeling somewhat empty, letting the rain wash away the bloodstains.

After a long while, she turned around and looked at Tang Rui with a complicated expression.

Wen Xishu knew that Tang Rui had sensed the girl's past, and correspondingly, the girl would also sense Tang Rui's past.

The girl's gaze suggested she hadn't forgiven Tang Rui. Surely, there's a completion rate system for these special missions?

Killing the girl here would probably not be a good ending. It might complete the mission, but the reward for myself and the improvement for Tang Rui would certainly not be significant.

Wen Xishu knew that he had to do something.

(End of this chapter)