Weak in affinity talent? Female ghosts are eager to give hints.

"Hey! Mo Han! If you don't want to die, help me think of something..."

"Poetic lines about parental love!"

An Lan's head was covered in "Missing Person Notices," his thoughts were becoming increasingly blurred, and memories that weren't his own began to flash through his mind...

Please, please help me check the security footage!

My daughter is terrified of the dark, and I'm worried she'll cry herself to sleep at night!

What if she, such a young girl, gets bullied?

【...】

The image of Yunhan's parents begging for help everywhere kept flashing through Anlan's mind, affecting her thoughts.

An Lan's rattle drum sped up again!

"Thump—"

"Thump—"

"Thump—"

"Grass!"

"An Lan! You just wait and see!"

"Stop showing off your poetry in front of me! I told you! I can recite it better than you!"

"You thought I was bragging before?!"

"Uh! Uh!"

Even though his ears were being pinched until they bled, Mo Han still arrogantly uttered a disdainful remark, then said, "My father begot me, my mother nurtured me, raised me, fed me, grew me, cared for me, protected me, and carried me in her womb..."

"How can the heart of a blade of grass repay the warmth of the sun's rays?"

"..."

A series of more than a dozen lines of poetry appeared, and not only did the rattle drum stop shaking, but even the originally crazy Liu Xuan and Tieshan stared blankly at Mo Han.

"good!"

"Bang!"

With her left hand finally subduing her right, and as An Lan controlled the rattle drum, the pavilion scene filled with "Missing Person Notices" began to flicker and disappear with a "buzzing" sound...

"Bang!"

A moment!

The surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and the two of them collapsed into a small house filled with a foul stench.

The moonlight, like frost, shone on An Lan and Mo Han's faces. One's face was covered in blood, yet the corners of his mouth were turned up in a smile. The other's expression was calm as he silently shook his head: "I never imagined that in the end, it would be you and me who survived..."

"Hahaha--"

"I knew it! I knew it! The future won't lie to me!"

Mo Han wiped the blood from his face, but An Lan's next words inexplicably startled him: "Is it possible... that it was precisely because you firmly believed in that future that the future came into being?"

"If you hadn't believed in the future, you probably wouldn't have reminded me of poetry, would you?"

"you..."

"You mean, because of the 'future' I heard, it will facilitate the birth of this 'future'?"

"No! Impossible! The future is already set; whatever we do is just part of history!"

"Wait! How did you know about my abilities?!"

After the initial panic subsided, Mo Han seemed to notice something and looked at An Lan with a strange expression.

An Lan shrugged: "I guessed! By the way... what exactly did you see me say in the [future]? You know, right? Now it's just the two of us. If we don't want to die, give me more clues about the [future] so we can have a chance to pass the level..."

"..."

This time, Mo Han remained silent.

He stared at An Lan for a long time, then closed his eyes again, a faint light flickering in his ears.

【"ah--"

"All eyes...all eyes on me—..."

"I'm making an announcement—we're in this together!"

The [Future Echo] has been activated. This time, it's the same echo that Mo Han heard before when he arrived at the [Instance].

In that echo, it sounded like An Lan was having a conversation with a group of people!

This sentence, which appeared at the very end, led Mo Han to firmly believe that An Lan was the only one who would survive in the end!

"What...what will you say to that group of people in the end? That you're all on the same side..."

"ha?"

"What kind of 'future' is this?"

An Lan didn't understand, and Mo Han shook his head.

"I don't know!"

"Anyway, Liu Xuan and Tie Shan are both stuck there now, so as for the next move... I'm not going to take the initiative! You figure it out yourself!"

Mo Han lay there motionless.

An Lan glanced at him, then stood up and looked around the small house.

The iron chain binding the bed, a small bowl that looked like a dog's food bowl, and a pile of dirty, blood-scarred haystacks.

"..."

Just looking at these things made An Lan's fists clench involuntarily.

"brute!"

He knew that this small house was where Yunhan lived. But why had their marital home turned out like this?

An Lan hesitated for a moment, then walked to the wooden door and pushed it open!

"Buzzing—"

Outside the door, distorted vortexes of darkness stretched out, with glimmers of light flickering within. Scenes of middle-aged men and women mourning their son, scenes of women being abducted from the village...

The images flickered and jumped rapidly, like a video playing at a faster speed.

"hiss--"

"What's that outside?!"

"Space is distorted?!"

Mo Han couldn't help but glance at it curiously, but An Lan shook her head: "It's not that space is distorted! It's that time is distorted! We must be traveling through different timelines..."

"And this isn't the first time!"

"If one person survives to the end of the timeline, perhaps... they can lead everyone into the reset timeline..."

"I think the last reset was just like that!"

"ha?"

"What are you talking about?!"

"What timeline travel? What time reset?!"

Mo Han was completely confused, but An Lan simply looked at him and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want to take any risks? Fine! You can stay in the house and wait until the final timeline passes!"

"As long as one of us survives, everyone will return when the reset time comes!"

"is that so?"

"This is just my guess at the moment, but anyway... if you can survive here, I'll dare to go out and take the risk!"

"The situation you described, has there been a similar [symbiotic instance] before... No wonder, those who entered all died in the end... It's either live together, or die together?"

"tread!"

Before Mo Han could finish muttering, An Lan stepped out of the small house.

"Buzz—"

He randomly entered a twisted darkness, and after a slight blur, his vision began to clear...

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

It was dark, raining heavily, and the pit in the courtyard was muddy and slippery.

An Lan surveyed the courtyard. The main house's doors were still open, and a photograph of a thin man and Yun Han hung in the central hall. Below the photograph was a wooden tablet, with incense burning slowly in front of it.

"this..."

"This should be the timeline after the [joint burial], right?"

"What happened after that?"

I was just about to head towards the main house...

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

From the direction of the deep pit in the courtyard, a series of tremors actually came from the ground!

"ah?!"

An Lan stared wide-eyed as cracks appeared in the sealed soil! Then... with a "poof," a pair of hands, their nails twisted and covered in blood, emerged from the ground!

"I...I can't die...I can't..."

"Dad...Mom...Dad and Mom are still waiting for me to come home..."

"go home!"

A delirious, delirious voice came from beneath the earth. The damp soil on the ground churned and cracked, and a red coffin lid was slowly lifted off the mud.

"Huff! Huff! Huff!"

"I...I can't die...I can't die..."

Beneath the coffin lid, Yunhan, her face covered in sweat and tears, crawled out of the deep pit, her hands dripping with blood, supporting herself on the ground.

not dead!

She actually survived after being buried with the deceased!

"this..."

An Lan silently retreated into the main house.

He knows it very well.

Everything that happened in the "Joint Burial Village" has already happened.

He is unable to break the cycle of history...

"Waaaaah...waaaah...I...I want to go home...home..."

"I don't want to get married..."

"I don't want to stay here forever..."

Stepping on the damp mud, Yunhan instinctively ran towards the courtyard gate. But as she passed the small house on the right, she paused, as if remembering something, then pushed open the wooden door and went inside...

A moment!

She carried a thick stack of origami cranes out and ran wildly towards the outside of the courtyard.

The rain was pouring down, lashing her face. She clutched all the origami cranes to her chest, running and crying, "Mommy said... if you fold a thousand origami cranes, you can make a wish..."

"Xiaohan was wrong... Xiaohan was wrong... I'll never run around like that again..."

"Take me home..."

"Please... origami crane, take me home..."

"BOOM!!!"

Under the lightning, the girl's figure stumbled every few steps, falling several times in the muddy water, but she stubbornly got up and kept running towards the village entrance.

"Who the hell is it?! Who the hell is up in the middle of the night?!"

"Who is it?!"

"Come on! I'll kill you!"

As she ran, the girl's small body trembled, and the lights in several nearby villagers' homes came on.

An Lan frowned, raised the rattle in her hand, and ran into the rain.

He knew perfectly well that he could not change history.

Can...

How could he just stand by and watch Yunhan get caught? How could he just stand by and watch a girl full of hope be violated by a bunch of beasts?

"Thump—"

"Thump—"

"Thump—"

In the rainy night, Anlan shook a rattle-drum: "Run! Run! Mom and Dad are always waiting for you!"

"Why?"

Seemingly hearing the sound of a rattle drum, Yunhan glanced behind her.

She could only vaguely make out a figure from behind, shaking a rattle drum, weaving through the village paths...

"Tap tap tap—"

Amidst flashes of lightning, the girl rushed towards the village entrance.

The boy rushed into the village.

"Damn! Are you an idiot? What are you doing shaking a rattle in the middle of the night?"

"If you catch me, I'll break your leg!"

"They're inside! They've run into the village!"

A huge crowd surged into the village...

......

"call--"

"call--"

"call--"

At the village entrance, a village monument with the three large characters "Joint Burial Village" is already in sight.

If you can escape from here, if you can leave here, you will have the chance to return to the big city and go back to your parents.

Yunhan hugged the thick stack of origami cranes, her tearful eyes briefly brightening...

"Da da da—"

only!

Nobody expected this!

Behind the village monument stood two men holding umbrellas, staring blankly at Yunhan.

If An Lan were here right now, she would feel a sense of familiarity with these two people: they were the "gatekeepers" back then!

"Tsk..."

"I heard from the villagers... that a group of outsiders recently came to the village? And they want us to guard the village entrance?"

"What we didn't see, outsiders, was a runaway bride..."

"So, are you going to walk back to Old Wang's house by yourself... or should we ask you to go back?"

Two gleaming shovels were held up by two men, aimed at Yunhan's face.

"I...I—"

Yunhan took a few steps back, and the origami cranes in her arms fell into the muddy water in large pieces.

She looked pleadingly at the two men: "Please! Please! Let me go! I want to go home! I want to go home! My parents will be so sad if they can't see me..."

"I..."

"Clang!"

The gleaming shovel slammed to the ground, and one of the men kicked Yunhan in the face: "I don't know if your parents are hurt or not..."

"But if you run away, our whole village will be heartbroken!"

"Go back there!!!"

"I...I..."

Two pairs of fierce eyes stared at her, and Yunhan lowered her head timidly. She looked into the darkness beyond the village, unconsciously clutching the origami crane in her arms. "Mommy said...Mommy said..."

"If you fold a thousand origami cranes, you can make a wish..."

"I want to go home, I want to be with my mom and dad... Is that okay... Is that okay... Paper cranes..."

Blood from her finger gushed onto the origami crane. Yunhan suddenly stood up and rushed toward the village entrance without saying a word!

"Hey!"

"Grass!!!"

Another man cursed, and as Yunhan ran past him, a heavy shovel slammed down on the back of her head with a loud crash...

"Thump—"

The girl, still running with hope, suddenly had a darkening in her eyes. Her stubborn, deer-like body collapsed into the mud. Her eyes widened as she stared at the vast sky, blood gushing from the back of her head, staining the ground a pool of crimson...

"Holy crap! You killed her?!"

"cut!"

"She was destined to die anyway! Just a lowly thing to be buried with!"

"Take it with you!"

"Too..."

"Splash—"

The man grabbed Yunhan by the neck and dragged her toward the village entrance.

Lightning crackled across the sky, flashes of white light. A long trail of blood was dragged along, like a deep wound ripped into the hearts of parents searching for their child...