Bai Weiwei silently took a few steps back.
Then she was horrified to find that there was no door behind her.
There is no Yu Moqian.
When she stepped out of that door, she had already stepped into the Paradise of Hundred Ghosts.
A bunch of dead ghosts of various shapes, twisting their limbs, crawled out of the dark night.
"Someone."
"It's been a long time since I saw anyone."
"I'm so hungry, so hungry, I want to eat her."
"Be a substitute for me, I'm so painful, I want you to be my substitute."
Those ghosts keep gathering.
Bai Weiwei saw ghosts crawling from all directions, she had nowhere to run.
And she couldn't run, and she felt that the shadow of her fear of ghosts was even heavier.
Frightened out alive.
Bai Weiwei squatted down with some soft legs, she felt that she needed to take a deep breath.
"Where did these ghosts come from?"
System: "The male protagonist caught it, you haven't seen much, and there are still a bunch of sleeping ancient ghosts that haven't come out."
Yu Moqian caught all those terrifying ghosts where they had been suppressed before.
Yu Moqian's current strength is due to the reversal of fortune.
All the ghosts stranded in the world are slaves in his eyes.
He can do whatever he wants.
Bai Weiwei: "There's a bunch more..."
I thought that Yu Moqian's revenge last night had calmed her down.
The real revenge has only just begun.
A pale bone finger, trying to touch her.
Bai Weiwei's face turned pale, and she immediately sat on the ground and stepped back.
But a faceless head suddenly appeared behind him, and said gloomily, "Where is my face, where did my face go?"
Bai Weiwei: "How do I know where your face is? I don't have a face myself."
System: This dialogue... The host was stunned.
Although Bai Weiwei was not frightened, the past that was locked in a closet and then constantly tortured by her rich imagination when she was a child was brought out alive.
She buried her head in her thighs, her fingers trembling, and she hugged her knees tightly.
Surrounded by ghosts and whistles, cold, corpse-smelling hands pulled on her sheets.
Bai Weiwei couldn't take it anymore, she cried.
"Yu Moqian, where are you, I'm so scared."
She cried like a child.
She hugged herself tightly, not daring to look up, her tears wet the sheets.
Suddenly a clean and cold palm lifted her face, his fingers were wet with her tears, and his fingers seemed to tremble.
Bai Weiwei was so frightened that she stepped back, she closed her eyes and dared not look.
"Don't eat me, you don't eat me."
She wanted to run away, but the sheet was stepped on, one hand crossed her knee, the other hand touched her back, and hugged her whole body.
Bai Weiwei was stunned, and secretly opened one eye.
But he saw Yu Moqian holding her and standing in a pile of ghosts.
The pile of ghosts shivered and shrank aside, not daring to stand with Yu Moqian.
The blush in Yu Moqian's eyes was as thin and brittle as a blood moon, with a strange color.
His thin lips twitched lightly, and his smile was indescribably malicious.
"Do you still want freedom?"
Bai Weiwei was shaking violently, she hugged him tightly, shaking her head desperately, "I don't want it anymore, take me away."
Her tears rubbed against his thin clothes, the cold feeling, and the fragrance of the girl soaked into his body.
Yu Moqian's face hidden in the shadows was sad and gentle for a moment.
He said softly, "At least it's true that you are afraid of ghosts."
Even if you don't love him.
Even angry at what he did to her.
She still couldn't hold back the collapse and called his name.