The knocking grew more and more urgent!
"Save me!"
"I don't want to die, save me!"
Because of fear, this person's voice trembled, and finally cried out!
But Wang Ye was unmoved!
Not to mention this guy was most likely a ghost, even if it was a person, Wang Ye now wanted to rush out and stab him, to make him completely shut up!
Finally, those slow, heavy footsteps, finally came to the vicinity of the guest room.
Through the paper window, you could see a somewhat stiff figure appearing behind the knocker, raising a hand holding a kitchen knife, and slashing down at the knocker.
A stream of blood soaked straight through the paper stuck to the door!
The knocker's head fell to the ground with a thud.
It became quiet outside the door.
The knocker collapsed right on the ground, but the one holding the knife stood still at the door, without further action.
At this moment, time seemed to freeze.
Was he found out?
Wang Ye controlled himself, his heartbeat completely stopped.
The female corpse also remained absolutely quiet.
Finally, after about ten minutes, the figure moved, and the sound of dragging heavy objects came from outside the door again, gradually fading away.
The sound of chopping meat rang out again.
The sound was very rhythmic, the time lifted and chopped was consistent, without any difference!
Another half hour passed, and the sound disappeared.
But unlike before, after everything was over this time, the figure returned to his own room instead of adding fuel to the lanterns in the Qin Mansion courtyard again.
Having entered the room twice now, Wang Ye roughly confirmed the location of the room.
Servants' quarters!
Was this figure a servant of the Qin Mansion?
But fellow servants have such a huge gap between them?
Wang Ye unconsciously glanced at the female corpse, but she seemed unaware, remaining stiff.
Time finally came to 9:30 p.m.
There were still four and a half hours until 2 a.m.
Having finally quieted down for a while, the female corpse that had been stiff suddenly tidied up her clothes and was about to open the door to go out!
The eye in the peephole was filled with anger watching this scene!
The pupils that had been dripping blood after being stabbed by Wang Ye before were even redder now.
"Can't you just stay quietly and let me complete the task?"
"Making trouble!"
Wang Ye sighed silently, pulled out the ghost rope, and walked towards the female corpse.
The task requirements had already stated clearly that the door could not be opened during this time, which should also include not allowing the female corpse to leave.
Not daring to gamble on whether the Post Office was playing word games, Wang Ye swung the hemp rope and threw it at the female corpse.
The female corpse's footsteps paused slightly, her stiff neck turned, and she glanced at Wang Ye.
In the next instant, the white silk hanging from the beam suddenly dropped down, blocking the hemp rope, and the two became entangled.
Having already guessed the hemp rope would have no effect, Wang Ye rushed directly at the female corpse, but did not dare make too much noise.
The female corpse's mouth suddenly opened in an instant, stretching to an exaggerated degree!
You could vaguely see that the female corpse had no tongue!
As the female corpse's mouth opened, Wang Ye clearly felt his mind relax slightly, seeming to lose awareness, and even his footsteps halted.
One burst of noise after another kept echoing in his mind, making him feel like his head was about to explode.
"A mental attack?"
Wang Ye immediately took out a cloth bag, grabbed the small wooden fish from inside, and tapped it lightly.
The clear sound echoed in the room, and the noise instantly vanished.
Holding the small wooden fish, Wang Ye rushed to the door, picked up the bronze figurine, and stuffed it directly into the female corpse's large mouth.
The female corpse's body quickly began to tremble, her stomach bulged, and the lump kept changing position inside her.
Finally, the female corpse's abdomen ruptured open, and the bronze figurine crawled out through the hole, immediately grabbed by Wang Ye, who swiftly threw it into the cloth bag.
Even he didn't dare let this thing bite him.
The female corpse lowered her head stiffly, glanced at her stomach, and let out an angry roar.
But immediately, Wang Ye retrieved the ghost rope and quickly tied up the female corpse.
The female corpse's body became numb, standing stiffly in place without any further movement.
But through the hole in her stomach, blood kept dripping nonstop.
Her intestines had been completely shredded by the bronze figurine though.
As the female corpse was sealed by the rope, the white silk also quieted down and fell to the floor.
Wang Ye imperceptibly collected it into the cloth bag as well, and retreated to sit on the edge of the bed.
The eye next door witnessed the whole process, filled with irritability, its hideous gaze fixed on Wang Ye.
Wang Ye shifted his body slightly, ignoring it.
If he wasn't afraid that blocking the peephole would make this guy freak out again, Wang Ye really didn't want to endure it for another second.
The Qin Mansion seemed to have completely quieted down.
The noise in the room just now didn't seem to have disturbed that horror in the servants' quarters.
Time passed unknowingly, and it was midnight.
Right at the stroke of midnight, noisy sounds rang out in the courtyard.
It was as if many people were toasting and drinking in the courtyard, and shadows flickered through the candlelight nonstop.
At this time, a figure ran up to Wang Ye's door and knocked lightly.
"Mr. Lv, it's time to eat."
The figure was female, with a crisp voice like an oriole, very charming.
Wang Ye silently opened his eyes and looked towards the door, but did not make any sound.
"Mr. Lv?"
Noticing no movement in the room, the figure asked again in puzzlement.
Wang Ye still did not move at all.
"It's time to eat..."
The voice gradually became somewhat cold, and the knocking also became stiff.
In the courtyard, the chatting and drinking sounds of the crowd also disappeared in this instant.
The candles on the wooden table in the room kept flickering, seemingly about to be blown out at any moment.
"It's time to eat."
The woman outside the door was very persistent, repeatedly saying the words as if mechanically, no longer having the previous vivacity.
In an instant, all the lanterns in the Qin Mansion were extinguished!
Even the one Wang Ye had brought in the room seemed to have been blown out.
"Why didn't you try to save me earlier!"
The woman suddenly let out a shrill scream, violently pounding on the door: "As long as you opened the door, I wouldn't have died!"
"Why!"
Through the paper, you could see the person's head suddenly fall to the ground, but the body was still persistently pounding the door, making sounds.
"In that case, let's die together!"
The voice seemed to come from the head on the ground, full of resentment!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
