This is a bizarre rule, isn't it? It's supposed to grant me many children and good fortune

Leng Meng asked urgently, "Honey, are you going to choose me as an NPC for this dungeon?"

Lin Feng nodded, a smile playing on his lips:

"Yes, and two people can be selected this time, Vivian will go in too."

Vivian's face instantly lit up with a mixture of surprise and joy, but beneath the joy, a hint of worry crept onto her brow.

She stepped forward and gently tugged at Lin Feng's sleeve:

"Be careful when trying to win over your husband, don't be reckless."

"I'm really afraid my memories will be erased, and I might accidentally hurt you..."

Leng Meng smiled slightly upon hearing this: "Don't worry about it."

"What level is my husband at now? He can easily win us over."

"Besides, there are rules and restrictions in the instance, so we can't just do whatever we want."

She turned her head and her gaze fell on Xia Ning and Su Wan:

"Jiayao and Yeye, I'm entrusting them to you."

Xia Ning and Su Wan nodded solemnly at the same time.

Lin Feng stepped forward and hugged Xia Ning, Su Wan, Tang Xiaofu, and Tang Xiaorui in turn.

"Take care of yourself and the children, don't worry about me."

The eyes of the four women almost simultaneously welled up with tears:

"Honey, please be careful."

Right now—

"Meow!"

A plump, orange-yellow figure suddenly sprang out from the corner, its four paws hovering in the air, and its round belly trembled twice as it landed.

It's a gold ingot.

It raised its tail, tilted its head back, and shouted at Lin Feng:

"Hey human, don't forget about me!"

"It's been a while since I've properly stretched my muscles. Remember to summon me in for a bit of fun!"

Lin Feng raised his chin at it: "It's a package deal—"

Before he could finish speaking, a white beam of light crashed down, engulfing him, Leng Meng, and Vivian...

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Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

The dizziness hadn't subsided when my vision first caught sight of the scene before me—

An ancient castle.

To be precise, he was standing on the outside of the moat.

The suspension bridge was lowered down, about three meters wide, with old, blackened wooden planks and dark green moss growing in the cracks.

The surface of the moat was still, as black as solidified oil. Occasionally, something would turn over beneath the surface, creating a viscous ripple.

The castle’s outer walls are made of huge bluish-gray stone bricks, and the surface is covered with dried vines. The ends of the vines are dark red, and from a distance they look like congealed bloodstains.

The sky was leaden gray.

The thick clouds hung extremely low, like a ceiling that could collapse at any moment.

Several crows perched on the spire of the castle's tower, tilting their heads and staring intently at the new visitors below with their black eyes.

One of them suddenly opened its mouth and cried out, "Quack—"

Behind me was a forest.

The trees had twisted and gnarled branches, bark as black as charcoal, and leaves that were a sickly grayish-green, densely intertwined, making the forest path dark and indistinct.

A narrow path, just wide enough for two people to walk side by side, meandered out from the depths of the forest and led to the clearing at his feet.

From the bushes on both sides of the path, there were occasional rustling sounds.

Lin Feng withdrew his gaze and looked back at the castle gate.

The city gates were closed.

The two heavy iron and wooden doors were tightly shut, and the nails on the doors were rusted.

Above the city gate, an equally ancient stone gate tower stands horizontally, with four large characters engraved on it:

Blood Moon Castle

Dark red droplets were still dripping from the ends of the strokes of those four characters, one drop, two drops, falling onto the stone steps in front of the city gate.

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Studio:

"Goodness, it's finally back after a month! I thought the ghost stories were finally over!"

"Wait a minute, Brother Feng has been resting for over a month, why does he seem a bit listless?"

"Hey, six wives, huh? If it were you, you'd probably have died young by now."

"I'd rather die young, but unfortunately I'm not as lucky as Brother Feng..."

"This castle looks interesting. Could there be vampires inside?"

"Blood Moon Castle? Where's the moon?"

"It's not even evening yet, you idiot!"

"That forest behind me is so scary. I think I can see eyes peeking out from between the trees."

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One after another, white light exploded on the open ground, and chosen ones from all over the world were successively sent here.

When the message reached the eighth person, a familiar figure stepped out from the dissipating pillar of light.

The man immediately spotted Lin Feng in the crowd, his pupils flashing brightly for a moment.

It's Wasim.

He strode over, and before Lin Feng could speak, he opened his arms and pulled him tightly into a hug, slapping Lin Feng's back twice with his broad hands, making a loud thud.

"May Allah protect us!" Vassim released him, his hands still gripping his shoulders. "Let us fight side by side again!"

Lin Feng met his gaze and patted Wasim's arm: "I knew you would come."

At that moment, a beam of light exploded beside Lin Feng.

After the beam of light dissipated, a lean young man emerged from inside. He had short, silver-gray hair, a sparkling earring on his earlobe, and a small action camera around his neck.

He paused for a moment after landing, then clenched his fist and pulled it down in an exaggerated fist-pulling motion—

"Yes!"

He looked down to check the camera around his neck, pressed the switch, and the screen lit up, showing that the battery was fully charged.

He jumped up excitedly, immediately pointed the camera at the surroundings and started filming, talking rapidly.

After filming around, the camera suddenly stopped—focusing on Lin Feng.

The man jolted, put down his camera, and bowed slightly to Lin Feng:

"Hello! I'm Park Tae-rang, a short video adventure blogger from South Korea!"

"The kind that specializes in filming urban supernatural and mystery movies!"

"I can't believe I've actually been pulled into the ghost story instance! Now I don't have to worry about materials!"

He was so excited that he almost spat out his saliva.

"I've always admired you! Can I team up with you? I'll follow you around filming, and I definitely won't cause any trouble!"

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Studio:

"Is this Korean guy here for tourism?"

"You don't have to worry about the material—the real worry is whether you'll live to edit it."

"I think I've seen the name Park Tae-rang before; he's a YouTuber with over 100,000 subscribers."

"Tens of thousands of followers? They'll turn into tens of thousands of ghost soldiers in no time."

"His excitement reminded me of the first time I went into a haunted house, and I peed my pants."

"The way Brother Feng looked at him was like he was looking at a walking urn."

"Please, let him live for a couple more episodes, this kid has a really cheerful look."

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Lin Feng glanced indifferently at the camera around Park Tae-rang's neck, his tone flat as he spoke:

"This is a castle, there might not be electricity. You'll have to use this battery sparingly."

These words were like a wake-up call. Park Tae-rang immediately frantically pressed the camera's power button, then looked up at Lin Feng with an embarrassed smile:

"As expected of a master! Such meticulous attention to detail!"

Just then, another beam of light appeared not far away.

After the light faded, a petite woman appeared in everyone's sight...