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

"Ugh—"

"Ugh!!!"

An Lan never imagined that the shy, helpless girl from before would become so crazy at this moment!

There's a saying, isn't there?

Beneath the calm surface of a hot spring lies a volcano ready to erupt at any moment. Sometimes, seemingly quiet people, when pushed to their limits, can react in ways that are far more exaggerated than those of normal people!

perhaps!

That's how Yunhan is.

She gazed at An Lan with a dazed expression: "An Lan! An Lan! You are the first person who can understand my pain!"

"You're the first man who still wants to save me, even now! You... thank you for allowing my parents to fulfill their last wish... I... I love you..."

"Whether you get out of here alive or not... after all these years, you're the only man I've ever looked at! That boy from the Wang family actually died young and never even touched me! This is my first time..."

"..."

The temperature was scorching hot in the cramped space...

......

A moment!

Under the cold moonlight, everyone witnessed an unbelievable scene!

The crimson coffin, buried under sand, began to creak and sway...

Holy crap!

Holy crap!!!

"Holy crap!!!"

"So...you're really acting like Ning Caichen now?!"

"..."

Mo Han was completely stunned this time, her brain totally shut down!

No?

On your very first meeting, you were buried with her, and then in the coffin, you were... murdered?!

No?

What kind of Casanova are you?

Even if a Casanova came, he'd still have to offer An Lan a cigarette, right?

Mo Han's lips twitched uncontrollably, and he was completely lost in a state of existential doubt. Tie Shan's eyes widened in disbelief, his face stretching into a wide grin...

Around the coffin, a group of people gathered to look at the tombstone, each with a strange expression.

The middle-aged man was so angry that his face turned pale!

"Drop the nail!"

"Drop the nail!!!"

"Go and be buried together! All of you, die!!!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He gritted his teeth and violently hammered rivets into the edges of the coffin. But each time he hammered a rivet, the already swaying coffin shook even more violently, and the commotion inside intensified...

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The shouts of abuse echoed continuously in the courtyard.

Liu Xuan covered her eyes with her hands, peeking at the coffin through her fingers, her face flushed: "Exaggerated! Too exaggerated!"

"Shhh—"

"Shhh—"

Good thing!

The coffin eventually stabilized, and sand began to be poured onto it!

At the same time!

"Ugh! Ugh—"

Mo Han and Tie Shan felt a spasm in their backs as large chunks of gray tombstone began to ooze from under their skin. In the blink of an eye, a huge boulder bent their backs, and the "tombstone men" emerged from the stone at an astonishing speed!

"Ha!"

Before Mo Han could react, a tombstone fell to the ground behind him with a "thud"! A tombstone figure identical to himself had already stepped out of the tombstone, its cold breath blowing on his neck.

"Click click click!"

Instantly!

His neck was covered in black petrified skin!

Holy crap!

"You...you are what...what—"

With his mouth agape, Mo Han was about to turn his head to look when a pair of icy hands suddenly lifted him high up from behind. His neck contracted, and he swayed wildly in the air, breathing rapidly!

"Help me!"

"Tieshan! Help me!!!"

Unable to resist the power of that giant hand, Mo Han looked towards Tie Shan's direction and was even more shocked!

"Pfft...pfft pfft pfft—"

Tieshan's chest had been pierced by a pair of large hands, seemingly out of nowhere. Behind him, the "Tombstone Man" grinned maliciously, his hands tearing outwards from behind after piercing Tieshan's chest...

"You! You—"

"puff!!!"

next moment!

Tieshan's chest was ripped open with a bloody gash, and his upper body, eyes wide open, crashed to the ground with a loud thud!

"Puff puff puff—"

The headless body still stood, spewing forth a fountain of blood. The tombstone man grinned maliciously at the corpse, letting the blood splatter over him, closing his eyes to enjoy the blood-soaked body...

This scene left Mo Han speechless!

"How...how...how is this possible..."

"But...but this is...this is our first time here..."

"Why...why did this happen...why did it happen so fast...this [dungeon]...there's absolutely no way out! It's a dead end...a dead end!!!"

He sobbed in disbelief, his gaze inexplicably fixed on the crimson coffin, which was still trembling.

it is good!

good good!

While we're struggling to survive in this terrifying world, Anlan is over there hugging and cuddling with a female ghost?

"Why...why are they all sealed in coffins..."

"[Future] still says he'll live! Why?!"

"Liu Xuan! Liu Xuan, you must die too! The future... the future won't lie to me! Only An Lan will survive in the future... Hahaha! Hahaha! The future is irreversible!!!"

"Ugh!!!"

A mouthful of thick blood gushed from his throat, Mo Han's eyes rolled back, and he looked towards the small house on the right, his consciousness fading. What he could see was Liu Xuan, whose body was turning to skeletal white, actually pushing open the door of the small house on the right and entering...

"you..."

"How could you..."

"Thump—"

pity!

Before he could finish speaking, his head was snapped off with a "crack" and rolled to the ground like a ball.

"Ho—"

The tombstone figure, over Mo Han's headless corpse, began to devour the gushing blood.

In an instant, the entire courtyard fell silent!

......

Inside the small house on the right.

As soon as Liu Xuan entered the room, the surroundings began to distort, and blood sizzled and cracked open.

"Damn it!"

"Just as An Lan analyzed, each cycle accelerates the rate of crisis in the next cycle!"

"[Diary]...[Diary]..."

Looking up towards the window, there was only a rattle drum there; the diary was definitely not there!

"Anlan!"

"It's all up to you!"

"Puff puff puff—"

A section of the ground beneath her feet collapsed, and a large amount of blood gushed out. Liu Xuan didn't have time to think about anything. She rushed to the windowsill, picked up the "rattle drum," and started shaking it loudly!

"Buzz—"

The space began to flicker and hum.

Amidst the collapse of the house, she sought refuge in Yunhan's home...

......

At the same time.

Inside the crimson coffin, breathing became increasingly suffocating.

Thick dust covered the coffin. Inside, Yunhan had dressed herself and then put a coat on Anlan, looking just like a sensible wife, nestled in Anlan's arms.

"You're jumping this way...really...aren't you afraid of dying?"

Yunhan touched the other person's nose with her slender fingers.

An Lan held the other's slender waist, her face calm: "Die? Would you really let me die?"

"Pooh!"

"cheeky!"

"If you don't give it to me now... I'm just going to take it myself!"

An Lan's large hand roamed down Yun Han's waist, finally finding a worn-out diary in front of her small belly. This diary was no longer the warm and cozy book it once was; it was now worn and tattered, bearing the marks of time.

"You're very smart... Anlan..."

"If you ever leave this instance... I hope you won't forget me..."

"Once this dungeon is cleared... I guess we'll never see each other again?"

Seeing An Lan receive the "diary", Yun Han's expression became conflicted, and she silently tightened her grip on An Lan's arm.

"It's hard to say—"

"Didn't I tell you? No one can stop you anymore! The village, the dungeon, it doesn't matter!"

"you..."

A soft, warm hand embraced An Lan's back, and An Lan could feel a warmth on her chest... Yun Han was probably crying again.

Don't worry!

You'll be pleasantly surprised when we meet again!

Stroking the girl's hair, An Lan slowly opened the diary.

After more than a decade of writing updates, new diary entries have appeared after the original "Xiao Yunhan" entries in the city.

Spring 1985

This is my first year in this village since I was abducted. I'm nine years old now. Today is my birthday, but nobody cares. I've gotten used to being beaten, used to kneeling to eat...

But only...

I haven't gotten used to forgetting you all...

Mom and Dad...it's been a year since we last met. Are you still looking for me?

I think... tonight, I'll try to escape alone...

I'm sorry, kind older brother, I know what failure means... but Mom and Dad are waiting for Hanhan, I have to leave...

The characters were dried, grayish-brown bloodstains.

As the diary was turned, the suffocating interior of the coffin began to shake violently. Yunhan in his arms dissipated, and the surroundings transformed into the nighttime scene of the Wang family courtyard.

Inside the main house, the middle-aged couple were snoring, and the young man from the Wang family was asleep, slumped over the table.

Nine-year-old Yunhan tiptoed out of the yard and ran all the way...

Can!

An Lan watched the departing figure, and soon after, she heard shouts and the sounds of sticks being thrown around: "Damn it! I said, whose girl is out out in the middle of the night!"

"So it was something used as funerary objects for Old Wang's family!"

"You dare run?! You dare run?! I'll kick you to death!!!"

"Waaah...waaah...stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! Hanhan's afraid of pain...Hanhan's afraid of pain..."

A piercing, suffocating sound rang out. An Lan frowned, not daring to witness what had happened back then. He flipped through the diary again, and on the new page, new entries were clearly recorded.

Winter 1986

My broken ankle seems to be getting better... and my fever is gone too... Mom and Dad, Hanhan is very independent now! You don't need to worry about me anymore...

Mom and Dad, it's almost Chinese New Year again. Have you bought Hanhan's favorite milk candy yet?

I...I miss you all...

Mom and Dad, I'm going back to visit you this year...

Another page of dark brown text.

As the page of this diary is turned, the surrounding scenery distorts once again.

This time, it was the scene of Yunhan being dragged along by countless villagers, yet still struggling desperately towards the village entrance...

"Why..."

"You...you..."

"Knowing it's impossible yet still doing it... is this your obsession with going home?"

The diary was turned over again.

[Autumn 1987]

The wheat in the village is ripe, and the flowers at the village entrance have bloomed and faded. Looking at the thick haystacks, I thought of graves. Mom and Dad, can Hanhan still run away?

Hanhan seems to have forgotten the way back to the city...

Perhaps, after Hanhan dies, she'll be able to see her parents again?

Summer 1988

I saw a little boy celebrating his birthday today...

That's great, he even has a small cake.

I've forgotten what candy tastes like... I hope I can eat more tonight... Mom and Dad, I miss you so much...

【...】

Page by page, like the rings of a tree, they record Yunhan's experiences over the past ten years.

Ten images flashed by...

An Lan witnessed Yun Han's ten escapes and the ten times she was beaten and bruised.

"call..."

His fingers trembled as he turned to the last page!

[Rain in 1995]

Cough cough cough...cough cough cough...failed again...this time, this time there probably won't be a chance, right? I smashed open their coffin, and my head hurts so much...

I saw the village's cooking team...

I...I can see the sky outside the village...It's so nice...It's so vast...

Mom and Dad, I can finally see you...!

"Buzz—"

As the last page of the diary is opened.

An Lan has reappeared at the end of the timeline!

Rainy night, thunder, a broken coffin, and burning kitchen flames.

He held the diary, staring blankly as the middle-aged man and the chef team chatted and laughed.

"Boom—"

A thunderclap flashed, and in this final timeline, time did not rewind to the beginning, but instead accelerated and accelerated! A new scene appeared in the Wang family courtyard and around the village!

"Huh? What did you say? Old Wang and his wife died of a heart attack?"

"Ouch...this is terrible!"

"What suffering? They've gone to enjoy a life of luxury! The whole family has gone down to the underworld, so they'll have someone to look after them!"

"Old Li's son went out to work and got hit by a car? Old Li's two elderly parents couldn't bear it and passed away during the night?"

"What? The Zhao family's kid put rat poison in their food? The whole family is dead?"

"..."

Various cursed deaths circulated in the village, and it was visible to the naked eye that every household in the "Joint Burial Village" had a stone tablet or pillar erected in their courtyard.

This village... is dying!!!