Free Web NovelTerror suddenly descended.
A strong burning sensation came from her eyes, and a string of blood beads slowly slid down the corner of Lu Yibei’s expressionless face, looking quite sinister.
The not-so-spacious area suddenly came alive, as if the entire corridor was a huge living organism, contracting, pulsating, twisting, and deforming in rhythm with Lu Yibei’s heartbeat.
Her vision was blurry, with dazzling streams of light dancing, like the chaotic images captured by a shaky camera.
She no longer had time to think about why Mr. Rabbit appeared here; she instinctively retreated, and in her panic, she tripped over something, instantly losing her balance and falling backward onto the ground.
“Bang—!”
Her body collided with the ground with a dull thud, stirring up dust and mold into the air, which rudely entered her nasal cavity, causing intense discomfort.
Enduring the discomfort, she frantically sat up, and as she looked up, her heart suddenly felt as if it had been tightly squeezed by an invisible large hand, almost stopping its beat.
Mr. Rabbit was already less than a meter in front of her!
“There’s no escape!” This thought flashed through Lu Yibei’s mind, followed by a sudden blankness, as if short-circuited. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
But survival is the instinct of all living things, and under the suffocating pressure of the shadow of death, she suddenly became desperate, turning her body to the side, grabbing the mingwang statue that had fallen beside her, and swinging it at Mr. Rabbit without hesitation.
“Go to hell! I’ll fight you to the death!”
Lu Yibei’s emotions were completely out of control, letting out a hoarse, tearful roar.
“Whoosh—!”
The several-dozen-pound bronze statue cut through the air with a dull whoosh, and the next moment, Lu Yibei’s body, under the force of inertia, was dragged by the mingwang statue and lunged forward diagonally.
“Missed!?” Lu Yibei’s heart jolted, and despair instantly consumed her last bit of resistance like a giant, dark beast. Her mind buzzed, and her vision plunged into darkness.
The mingwang statue didn’t miss Mr. Rabbit. Lu Yibei watched as the mingwang statue went straight for his waist, and then, as if hitting air, the mingwang statue immediately lost control and slammed against the corridor wall with a “thud!”
Just then, Mr. Rabbit was already close. The wind from his charge blew on Lu Yibei’s face, and she could even smell the bloody and nauseating stench emanating from Mr. Rabbit.
Her taut nerves suddenly “snapped,” and Lu Yibei instantly turned ashen, letting go of the mingwang statue, allowing it to roll onto the ground. Her eyes dimmed, as if she had given up resistance, and she closed her eyes.
Death itself is not terrifying; what is terrifying is the mental agony and torment while waiting for death to arrive.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Lu Yibei waited quietly in the darkness for death to arrive, but death played a joke on her, suddenly taking a turn when it reached her...
“What happened? What’s going on? Why am I not dead yet?”
“Does Mr. Rabbit have a strange fetish like ‘wanting the victim to watch themselves being killed’?”
Lu Yibei thought blankly until a piercing scream came from behind her. Only then did she open her eyes and turn to look in the direction of the sound.
In the dimly lit corridor, Mr. Rabbit was dragging a crowbar forward. Thick, fresh blood slowly flowed down the angled crowbar, ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) dripping onto the carpet, leaving a trail of bloodstains.
In front of him, a girl in a white dress had fallen to the ground, supporting herself with her hands and slowly retreating. The clothes on her abdomen were completely torn, and a hideous wound on her fair, flat stomach gushed blood, leaving a dark red trail on the ground as she slowly retreated.
“No, please, I beg you, please don’t do this...”
The girl cried, her face streaked with tears, weakly pleading, her hair at her temples mixed with tears and sweat, clinging to her face.
From that face filled with despair, Lu Yibei recognized the girl.
It was Zhu Linglong! freeωebnovēl.c૦m
Facing Zhu Linglong’s cries, Mr. Rabbit showed no mercy. Instead, he let out an excited, strange laugh and made a shushing gesture at her.
“No! No! Don’t come here! Someone save me!”
Zhu Linglong shouted, twisting her body and struggling to retreat, but it was all in vain. The only effect was to accelerate the process of blood loss.
Her cries for help received no response; she seemed to be trapped in an absolutely isolated space, cut off from everyone.
The next moment, everything fell into a deadly silence.
Mr. Rabbit walked forward and gently caressed her cheek like a lover. In this eerie scene, Zhu Linglong quieted down, as if she had already died, allowing Mr. Rabbit to drag her by the arm, like dragging a corpse, towards the door at the end of the corridor.
The trails left by the dragging back and forth dyed the entire corridor red.
“Bang—!”
A heavy door closing sound rang out, and the scene in front of Lu Yibei returned to normal. The corridor was empty, like a stage after the curtain call, with the music ended and the people dispersed, leaving only him, the audience, still immersed in the plot, unable to extricate himself for a long time, with lingering fears.
Lu Yibei sometimes felt that her tough nerve, which had persistently held on without breaking, might not necessarily be a good thing.
At least, if she went crazy, she wouldn’t be afraid anymore!
“If I get the chance, I must kill Mr. Rabbit quickly! Ever since I met him, I’ve been unlucky. This must be his fault!” Lu Yibei thought.
In the corridor, a chilly breeze drifted, and the scattered warning signs rustled softly. The door at the end of the corridor was tightly closed, as if it had never opened.
Everything she had just seen was like a fully immersive movie in a sci-fi story, intensely stimulating Lu Yibei’s five senses.
“But even if it’s a fully immersive movie, you can’t always show horror films!” Lu Yibei thought with a belly full of resentment after she had somewhat recovered. “Occasionally showing a romance or action film would be great too!”
Lu Yibei thought, and her abdomen began to ache faintly again. Although the pain was not severe, its frequency was rapid, with a hint of urgency.
Zhu Linglong seemed somewhat displeased that Lu Yibei had reached the suite door but had not yet taken the next step.
Lu Yibei gently stroked her abdomen and mumbled softly, “Miss Zhu, it’s useless for you to be anxious. I’ve already checked; the indicator light on the card reader in front of that big door isn’t even on. How am I supposed to get in? Even if the indicator light were on, I don’t even have a room card...”
“Click—!” A soft sound, as if someone had turned the lock behind the door, echoed particularly harshly in the quiet corridor.
Immediately after, the large door seemed to be pushed open, revealing a gap wide enough for half a person. A bone-chilling breeze blew from the crack, and Lu Yibei suddenly felt that her surroundings had changed.
It was as if some sleeping monster had awakened, hiding behind that ancient, elegant door, waiting.
Lu Yibei, “......”
Speaking of which, from Peony Street all the way to here, until she saw Mr. Rabbit harming Zhu Linglong, she hadn’t been particularly afraid.
Now, just one step away, she hesitated and became afraid.
Entering that door, finding the scissors that disemboweled Zhu Linglong, and giving them to her father would fulfill her request, but what then?
If Zhu Linglong had no ill intentions and simply left, Lu Yibei’s life could return to normal.
However, if Zhu Linglong had coerced him here with some ulterior motive...
After a brief hesitation of about ten seconds, the pain in Lu Yibei’s abdomen became increasingly severe. Just then, from the other side of an unseen corner, the sound of the heavy iron door of the safety passage being pushed open entered her ears.
“Creak—!”
Faint footsteps followed closely.
“Someone’s here!”
Lu Yibei’s heart skipped a beat, and she held her breath. A flash of white suddenly appeared in her mind.
“Is it that person?!”
“That person who snuck into the resort hotel before me, for unknown reasons?”
“He hasn’t left yet!”
At this thought, Lu Yibei’s palms began to sweat. She looked at the half-open door ahead, then at the corridor corner behind her, where the faint, stealthy footsteps were gradually approaching.
Go forward, enter the room? Or retreat, and confront the intruder with unknown motives?
A look of determination flashed in her eyes. She gritted her teeth, hoisted the mingwang statue, got up, and walked towards the room where Zhu Linglong was murdered.
“Come on, stranger! If your destination is also Zhu Linglong’s room, it’s time for us to switch places. This time it’s my turn to lurk in the shadows!”
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“Click!”
Entering the room at the end of the corridor, Lu Yibei gently closed the door, locked it, then leaned against the door, listening quietly for a moment to the sounds outside before turning to survey the room where the murder had occurred.
The light in the room was very dim; entering it was like suddenly jumping from day to night. Perhaps because it hadn’t seen sunlight for a long time, the entire room was surprisingly cold.
The layout of the room was the same as what she had seen in the illusion, but most of the furniture had been moved out, and the blood-stained carpet had been conspicuously cleaned up, rolled up, and placed in a corner of the living room.
Lu Yibei, holding the mingwang statue, cautiously followed the route in her memory towards the master bedroom of the suite. That was where she had seen Zhu Linglong murdered in the illusion, and where the wardrobe was hidden.
Walking into the master bedroom of the suite, Lu Yibei was slightly startled by the sight before her.
Although the living room’s furniture had been almost entirely cleared out, the master bedroom remained as it was.
The magnificent crystal chandelier swayed creakily, its crystal pendants occasionally colliding, emitting pleasant chimes like wind bells. The entire room’s decor was clearly meticulously designed; even though it was covered in dust, its grandeur was still evident.
On the classical Chinese-style bed, a blood-soaked long dress, completely torn at the abdomen, lay spread out quietly, like a weary girl peacefully asleep.
Lu Yibei averted her gaze from the bed and then looked at the wardrobe next to the bed.
On the large zitan wood carved phoenix wardrobe, golden threads were inlaid along the patterns, and lotus-buckle copper rings were embedded.
Lu Yibei saw this exquisite piece of craftsmanship as a cage imprisoning a monster.
Lu Yibei took a deep breath and walked up, placing the mingwang statue beside her. She paused in front of the wardrobe, staring at its tightly closed double doors, raising her hand several times only to lower it again.
As Lu Yibei hesitated, the blood-soaked long dress on the bed behind her trembled as if blown by the wind, then floated up, silently approaching her back.
A blurry, pale figure gradually appeared within the long dress, its body almost pressing against Lu Yibei’s back.
