MTL - What’s Wrong With Seeking Death?-Chapter 42

Pushing the door open, what I saw was another wooden corridor.

The translucent figure walked around in the corridor as if there was no one else around, unable to touch or communicate. Xu Tuoran cautiously walked forward along the corridor, and noticed that there were still many rooms connected to both sides of the corridor, and the rule paper was still pasted on the closed doors.

She took out the ordinary fountain pen she carried with her, wrote the findings about the "key" and "door" on the rule paper, and then looked at it room by room. She found that among these translucent figures, there were quite a few familiar figures—it was the corpses she found in the secret room at the beginning.

They are all living people at this time, discussing, researching, praying and trying blindly on their own. Xu Tueran observed for a while before realizing that she seemed to be walking on a time axis at this time, and she was going backwards alone—her starting point was the end point of these people's lives. And what they were trying to pursue was the end she had seen from the beginning.

For what these people did, she could only watch and could not interfere. Soon she also found that her exploration here was a waste of time-the back and forth in this corridor were all the scenes of the dead. Judging from the results, they couldn't possibly be the "survivors" she was looking for.

So Xu Turan quickened his pace and walked forward. On the way, he looked at the rule paper several times, and found that new content appeared on it one after another, all from the communication between the other two:

Yang Buqi got her reminder and left the secret room smoothly. And in his words, Xu Tuoran's reminder can be said to be a great help - unlike Xu Tuoran, he was trapped in the real audio-visual room, where there are no past scenes, only in the video box Inside, there are many self-made CDs without covers.

Those discs can be put in the player and played through the projection screen. The broadcast content is all about the daily life of the past residents of Haunted House No. 71. In order to find a way out, Yang Buqi forced himself to look at it for a while, and saw that he was almost in a trance, and almost regarded himself as one of the residents here—fortunately, he was still taking time to help Bixian Zhibi change his mind. The plan and ideas are pulled back from time to time, and they are not taken too far. Later, I was reminded by Xu Tuoran, blessed to the soul, and then successfully found the key to open the door through the CD.

"It's too risky. It took me a lot of effort to find a clip where the protagonist puts the key. Two seconds after that episode, there is the suicide clip of the protagonist—the content is given a strong hint. It can brainwash. "

Afterwards, Yang Buqi mentioned this matter again, still a little scared. His key was found in the crack of the sofa, and only when the protagonist stuffs the key into the crack of the sofa in the film, and reaches out to the crack of the sofa in reality, can the viewer get the key to escape . It can be said to be quite boring design.

Of course, he did not mention this part of the content on the rule paper. He just reported that he was safe through the rule paper, and then reported the coordinates several times - after he left the secret room, he returned to the basement of reality smoothly. Because I didn't see any other space-time phantoms for the time being, I went upstairs first to help my adoptive brother heal his wounds, and then observed the situation on the ground.

[There are fewer female ghosts on the first floor, probably all of them were eaten. There is nothing wrong with your brother's body, but his mood is not stable, so I let him continue to fall asleep. Wait until you find a sure way out, and then take him with you. 】

Yang Buqi wrote so on the rule paper.

Xu Tuoran, who was still looking for his way in the past corridor, silently drew a heart for him.

As for Pu Han, he also had a few bubbles. But the speech is relatively short.

…and even more ambiguous.

At the beginning, he reported safety and told himself that he had escaped from the secret room. He did not elaborate on his situation. After reporting his location twice, his speech gradually became incomprehensible.

【Ah, I thought these fragments were just bubbles at first. Only now realize I was wrong. They are actually more like water. Or, independent waters]

[Don't worry, I'm taking a breath. Now I am very close to the water. I want to do something interesting. 】

[I started to dive. 】

[This seems to be deeper than I thought. 】

[It's over. I feel like a haenyeo now. Ama who go too deep. 】

…how to say.

Let's not say that the bull's head is wrong with the horse's mouth, but it is really disturbing to watch.

And I don't know if it was intentional, but these statements of his were all written next to the eighth article of the rule paper—that article originally asked them not to interact with the existence in the space-time fragments, but was updated several times, and finally became A short caveat:

【Do not go deep】

…Simple four words, put together with Pu Han's weird speeches, make people even more worrying.

That guy... nothing really happened, right?

Xu Tuoran looked at the content on the rules paper that hadn't been updated for a long time, and frowned worriedly.

To be honest, her current situation is not very good. After all, her previous threats to the pen of the pen fairy were not all bluffs - she can really see the black silk threads that can be seen everywhere now, and can even see the messy arcs on the black threads.

She knows now that those arcs are all closed eyes. And when they are opened, it is the time when the shield of ignorance on oneself completely fails.

And once something really happened to Pu Han. There is no need to wait for her to die, she will be remotely linked in the next second, and she will be brought along to give away the head...

Xu Turan looked away as if nothing had happened, pretending not to see the ball of thread wriggling gently in his field of vision, turned around and walked forward quickly.

At least her luck was not so bad—this long corridor finally ushered in the exit, she pushed the door out, and found herself standing outside the game room in the basement, not far away, Yang Buqi was looking at her in shock.

"You... where did you come from just now?" He frowned in confusion, "I was in the game room just now, and I just came out... I didn't see you."

"I walked out of a fragment of time and space, it should be space overlapping?" Xu Tuoran said uncertainly, his eyes swept to both sides, "Where's Pu Han?"

"I'm looking for it too. I haven't seen it for a while. There is no status update on the rule paper." Yang Buqi sighed, "By the way, your..."

He gestured with his fingers, and Xu Tuoran understood: "Oh, that pen."

She put one hand on her pocket. The pen of the pen fairy is lying quietly inside. In fact, since she left the secret room and began to explore in the corridor, the pen obediently returned to her pocket without a trace of movement.

"Are you... sure you want to carry it with you?" Yang Buqi frantically stated, "It doesn't seem to be simple."

"Why not? I brought everything home, so of course I have to make the best use of it." Xu Tuoran said naturally, "Oh yes, you reminded me. I have to go back to the room to get a supernatural object…"

As Xu Turan said, he passed Yang Buqi and took a few steps outside. The footsteps suddenly stopped.

Yang Buqi looked at her puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Xu Tuoran gave him a strange look, and pointed to the other side: "Look over there? What's the situation? Is it a trap or something?"

Yang Buqi poked his head and glanced, only seeing the ornately decorated walls.

He took a few steps forward, looked left and right again, and after confirming that he couldn't see anything, he turned to Xu Tuoran again: "What is the situation? What did you see?"

"...You can't see?" Xu Tuoran's eyes widened slightly, his eyes glanced over Yang Buqi's shoulders, and once again landed in the direction he was pointing at—

Over there, several translucent figures were surrounding a man wearing a metal mask, constantly pushing and shoving him, as if they were urging him to move forward.

The man was wearing a strange black robe, which blocked most of his figure and covered all his facial features. Judging from his height, he was a man.

However, his right hand was extremely fair and beautiful—the nails had exquisite orchid manicure, the wrist was a gemstone bracelet, and the ring finger was wearing a diamond ring.

"Feifei..." Xu Turan said incredulously, and looked at Yang Buqi again, "That's Feifei and Puhan, right? Can't you see it?"

"Ah?" Yang Buqi was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what to think of, and his expression suddenly became dignified, "No, I really didn't see... What happened to them?"

Xu Tueran was about to open his mouth to describe, when he suddenly saw Feifei raised up in the distance, as if she was going to slap the person who was pushing Pu Han, but was slapped heavily on the back of her hand with an iron ruler, and she dodged back in pain , retracted into the arms of the man in black like a small animal.

The black-robed man protected his beaten right hand, and turned his head in dissatisfaction. Before he could make a sound, he was kicked again. He staggered and was pulled along the way, and his figure disappeared behind the corner of the corridor.

Xu Tuoran: "..."

"It's too late to explain, I will contact you when the time comes!" She said quickly, and immediately chased after her.

Yang Buqi's heart tightened, and he quickly ran after him. However, he started a little slower than Xu Tuoran, and Xu Tuoran's speed itself was very fast, so when he chased him to the corner, Xu Tuoran had already turned over—

Yang Buqi stood at the entrance of the corridor, stopped suddenly, his pupils shrank slightly.

The corridor in front of him was empty and quiet.

Let alone Pu Han.

Even Xu Tuoran, who was only a few steps away from him, has disappeared.

the other side.

The moment Xu Tuoran turned the corner of the corridor, he felt something was wrong.

The familiar feeling of dampness and decay hits the face. As soon as she stepped down, the old wooden boards made a harsh sound.

She was back on the wooden porch again. That wooden corridor that belonged to the past.

However, the wooden corridor at this time seemed to be cleaner than what she had experienced before. There were no moss and mushrooms on both sides, and the wooden boards seemed to be much newer.

It seems that this is a fragment of time and space that is closer to the front—Xu Tuoran came to a conclusion in his heart, then quickened his pace, and chased after the group of people in front.

Those people didn't walk fast, Xu Tuoran easily caught up with them. She carefully stretched out her hand, her fingers passed through the translucent figure in front of her, and directly patted the shoulder of the man in black.

The footsteps of the man in black stopped suddenly. Xu Tuoran tried to speak: "Pu Han? Is that you? Feifei?"

The man in black made a muffled voice, and the words seemed to be blocked by something, very unclear. It was his right hand, which immediately climbed up to his shoulder upon hearing the sound, put it on Xu Tuoran's hand, bent his fingers and rubbed it affectionately.

The back of that hand still had the marks of being whipped before, and it was red. Xu Tuoran patted her reassuringly, walked around to the side of the man in black robe, and took off his metal mask without thinking—

Sure enough, under that mask was Pu Han's face.

He was like a person who had been pressed under the water for a long time and finally surfaced again. The moment the mask was taken off, he took a deep breath and began to breathe hard. While breathing, he took his right hand off his shoulder and held it in his arms with distress inside.

"Thank you, thank you." He thanked Xu Tuoran with difficulty, his face paler, "I thought I was going to suffocate here."

"It's fine. But what's going on now?" Xu Tuoran was confused, "Where are you going?"

"Go to die." Pu Han said helplessly, his pace slowing down a little. Immediately, he was pushed heavily by the figure behind him.

These figures are strange to say—they can't see Xu Tuoran's existence, and they don't care about her conversation with Pu Han. But only Pu Han showed that he didn't want to go with them, and he immediately started to force him—they couldn't reach Xu Turan, but when they greeted Pu Han, they were unequivocal.

Xu Tuoran couldn't bear to see it.

"What's going on here?" She had no choice but to walk forward with Pu Han, "How did you become like this?"

Pu Han: "..."

He sighed deeply, and his tone was a little sad: "It's about this, it's a long story..."

Before he could start talking, Xu Tuoran floated out of the fairy pen in Xu Tuoran's pocket, and began to write in the air happily:

[Why else? This fool, involved himself in the events of time and space fragments, hehe. 】

He made no secret of his gloating in his tone.

Xu Turan: ...

She began to regret unsealing the pen. From the current point of view, the unblocking was of no use, but it made the self-expression of this sum smoother.

In the past, Xu Tuoran had to look for it before it could speak. Now you can speak, and you can write in the air, and the words are 3D and movable, so they have to stick in front of your eyes, and you can’t even pretend you can’t see them...

It's annoying.

Xu Tuoran didn't bother to talk to it, and asked Pu Han directly: "Details?"

"Didn't you say that you can leave with past survivors?" Pu Han said slowly, "I searched around, but I couldn't find any time-space fragments that meet the requirements. I wondered, since past survivors are so hard to find, can we Make one yourself."

"..." Xu Tuoran raised his eyebrows, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart, "Then?"

"Then... you should have discovered it too. Under normal circumstances, although we cannot touch the 'living people' in the space-time segment, we can touch the 'dead objects' in it." Pu Han said, "I found a space-time Fragment, in this fragment, an unlucky guy is used as a sacrifice and is about to be sent to a living sacrifice. I saw his end, so I used the tools at hand to create a little accident and gave him a chance to escape."

Xu Tuoran: "...Continue?"

"But that unlucky guy really didn't live up to it. When he ran away, he knocked himself on the corner of the table and died." Pu Han sighed, "And in this clip, someone must be sacrificed alive. This is an 'event' that must happen..."

So he, who was originally a visitor from another time and space, was accidentally "absorbed" by this time and space and became a part of it.

And was treated as a substitute for the unlucky guy who tried to escape, packed up and taken to the execution ground.

The pen of the pen fairy danced happily in the air, leaving arrogant red handwriting along the way:

【Wowotou in hand, there is not a drop of oil in the dish - how painful is life in the execution ground...】

Xu Tuoran: ...

"Shut up!" She rolled her eyes, "If you bother me any more, I'll call Haunted House No. 71 here!"

"..." Bixianzhi paused for a moment, and silently erased the lyrics behind him. Xu Tuoran closed his eyes and looked at Pu Han again:

"I would like to ask. Before you make a decision, have you thought about what will happen if you fail?"

"Think about it." Pu Han nodded seriously.

Xu Tuoran:?

"I die, then you die, and then Yang Buqi and your brother die. Finally, we will go to the Tzu Chi Institute's training manual as a negative teaching material." Pu Han took his time, "But before I die, I will first Cut off Feifei. She has tenacious vitality and should be able to live alone for a while..."

Xu Tuoran: ...No, it's not to make you think about the funeral, but to think about countermeasures, brother.

It's not such a way to die!

Xu Tuoran frantically flicked Pu Han's brain and broke his heart. She now understands why it is said that the higher the level of some people, the more abnormal—

She quickly glanced at the translucent figures around her, silently touched the tail ring on her little finger, and was planning the angle of punching, when Pu Han suddenly said again:

"Speaking of which, have you seen the message I left on the rules paper?"

"Ah?" Xu Tuoran didn't realize it all at once, "Which one? The one you want to go into the sea?"

"...Being an ama." Pu Han choked for a moment, "Ama is a woman who used to dive for pearls."

He looked around and hooked his lips: "As I said, these fragments of time and space, which look like bubbles, are actually independent waters with no bottom. The further you go down, the easier it is to be swallowed. Turning back...you can only end up drowning in it."

After speaking, he took a deep look at Xu Tuoran.

"Although it seems a bit late to say now...but it may be time for you to leave."

Xu Tuoran:?

"A piece of hot knowledge. When you go to rescue a drowning person, you must pay attention to your posture. Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will be dragged into the water."

—As if echoing his words, those phantom figures who had ignored Xu Tuoran suddenly stopped in unison.

After Qiqi turned his head, his cold eyes fell on Xu Tuoran.

The premonition of crisis in my mind and Pu Han's advice resounded together:

"You go now, there is still time."

Xu Turan: ...

"What are you going to do?" She muttered, turned around abruptly, punched heavily, and hit the bridge of the nose of the person behind her with lightning speed, and at the same time kicked the person next to her to the ground with a flying kick.

She squeezed her fist and snorted unceremoniously.

"It's not that you can't beat it, there is nothing to go!"

ten minutes later.

"I'll go, what's going on with these people!"

Xu Tuoran dragged Pu Han and ran along the corridor for a while, his desire to scold others broke through the sky: "How can I fight, I can't fight at all!"

Pu Han followed behind panting, running almost to the point of death: "Didn't you say before, one punch at a time..."

Xu Tuoran: "..."

I didn't know at the time that these "people" were so difficult to beat!

Xu Turan was really helpless.

Strictly speaking, those "people" are not "unbeatable", but "unbeatable".

Xu Tuoran has a tail ring that allows her to attack any existence. It is an item given by the cheap system at the beginning. With the power of this item, she has no problem hitting people.

The problem is, these guys seem to be made of water. No matter what damage they cause, they can quickly recover and devote their endless energy to the work of catching Pu Han—it can be said to be perseverance and physical disability.

Xu Tuoran's control skills can come in handy. But her control effects have a time limit. Once the time limit expires, the opponent will catch up immediately. The control and damage caused by "No. 7 Ice" can only play a delaying role——

She also temporarily took a lot of supernatural photos and threw them over. The hatched female ghosts seemed to have no interest in these passing figures, and just wanted to fight themselves.

…and what's worse, they can't get out now.

This wooden corridor seems to have no end, extending all the way forward, no matter which direction you run, you will have the same scenery. There are only dirty white walls on both sides, and there is not a single room to hide in.

"I thought about it. It might be because you haven't been 'absorbed' by this space-time." Panting heavily, Pu Han said, "You are not a part of this space-time, but just a spectator. So it's hard It's going to have a disruptive impact here..."

[And a space-time segment must have a boundary. 】The pen of the pen fairy waved the tip of the pen to interface neatly,【Like a line segment, there must be two endpoints. Without endpoints, the line extends infinitely. 】

The events in this space-time segment must have an ending before everything ends. As an outsider, Xu Tuoran has limited influence on the ending.

The pen of the pen fairy took advantage of the fire: [If you help me unlock part of the seal now, I will...]

"Don't help, get out." Xu Tuoran turned to Pu Han without hesitation, "By the way, since the influence I can exert is limited, what about you? Can't you kill them all?"

Pu Han opened his mouth as if to speak, but before he could make a sound, he was choked first, turned his head and began to cough pitifully.

While coughing, he caressed his chest, like a delicate flower fluttering in the wind and rain.

Xu Tuoran: ...Forget it, pretend I didn't say it.

"...I'm more concerned about why you took off his pants just now."

Pu Han was dragged behind by Xu Tuoran, managed to slow down, and finally couldn't help asking: "Although I admit that it's really interesting to see that stupid big man chasing and killing in boxer pants, but it seems too vulgar, and My Feifei is still..."

The implication is that the way Xu Tuoran took off his pants directly made his wife's eyes so hot.

Xu Tuoran: "..."

"I said—I didn't want to take off his pants on purpose!" Xu Tuoran looked at the jeans in his hand with disgust, and took a deep breath, "I want the key on it, but the key ring is stuck It's on the waist of his trousers! I can't tear it off, what can I do!"

She wanted to just take the key and run away. But her physical attack is not painful to these guys, and the control effect has a time limit. It is not easy to find a chance to take off the pants with the key hanging on it!

Moreover, if it wasn't for Pu Han's lack of physical strength, forcing her to run with someone behind her, she could have freed up one hand and unfastened the keychain on her trousers while running...

Xu Tuoran looked at the cloth clenched into a ball in her hand, her real target - the silver key hanging on the keychain was flickering, which made her more depressed.

I want to grab the key because I was inspired by previous experience. At that time, Xu Tuoran was locked in the secret room alone, and he got the key first before triggering the door to go out. It just so happened that after she and Pu Han entered the state of being hunted down, they were forced to run wildly in this endless corridor, going back and forth, without even seeing an exit...

Xu Tuoran wondered, maybe a key is also needed here to activate the exit.

The problem is, she has got the key now, but the expected exit has not appeared for a long time-this is the only key she found after searching the group of people.

Is she guessing wrong? Or, the key attached to the trousers is no good, it has to be taken off...

Xu Tuoran was thinking about it secretly, when Feifei, who was hanging by Pu Han's side, suddenly moved, waving at her constantly, pointing to the pair of pants she was holding.

Xu Tuoran: ...?

She half turned around and handed the trousers over for no apparent reason.

Feifei didn't answer either, just poked over, groped on the fabric for a while, touched the ear where the key was hanging, and then bent her five fingers and pulled it hard——

With a snort, the hanging ear made of denim snapped. Feifei picked up the key that had been forcibly torn off with two fingers, and happily dangled it at Xu Turan.

Xu Turan: ...

She looked at Feifei who was doing a miracle with all her might, and then at Pu Han who was about to lose her breath from running away. She shook her head with complicated emotions, threw the cloth in her hand, and reached out to take the key.

And the moment she held the key in her hand, a door finally appeared in the depths of the originally seemingly endless corridor.

The door was made of metal, very narrow, and there was a small window sealed with iron bars. Just looking at it gave people a feeling of oppression and discomfort.

But now there is no chance of repentance. Xu Turan didn't have time to think about it, he dragged Pu Han forward, and pushed the key into the door at once.

Open the door, enter the house, close the door, lock it, all in one go.

Because he was afraid that there would be no chance to leave a message later, Xu Tuoran tore off the rule paper pasted on it before entering the door. When there was a loud bang, which cut off the killing intent from the outside, Xu Tuoran leaned against the cold door, exhaled slowly, turned around and pasted the rule paper on the inside of the door, and looked inside the room with a paused expression.

...This place looks very abnormal.

Dirty, messy, gloomy. Knives and some surgical equipment were placed on the wooden shelves, and each item was stained with dried old blood. Next to it is a small white bed, beside the small bed, there are some strange instruments—these things have been scribbled and pushed to the corner of the room, like old toys that have been used up but have no time to clean them up.

In the corner on the other side are several wooden boxes placed side by side. In the center of the room is a single bathtub, which is now filled with water.

Xu Turan walked forward involuntarily, looked down at the bottom of the white tank through the swaying water waves, and said with a complicated mood: "What is this place?"

Pu Han was sitting next to him, struggling to breathe. After a while, he finally found his voice: "I said, the person I let go was originally intended to be used as a 'sacrifice'..."

He glanced around, closed his eyes and shook his head: "Obviously, those people outside, they don't actually know what the real sacrificial ceremony is. They can only try a little bit with a few words of 'oracle'..."

And some wrong "attempts" are at the cost of other lives.

"...a bunch of idiots." Xu Tuoran pursed his lips, "I don't behave myself, and I don't treat others as human beings."

"So they died." Pu Han shrugged, and just after he finished, he heard the iron door behind him being hammered.

The iron gate was shaken uncontrollably by the hammer. Xu Tuoran turned his head vigilantly, and immediately dragged over to the hospital bed beside him, leaned heavily on the door, closed his eyes, and quickly gathered his thoughts back:

"We can't just be trapped like this, let's look around. Maybe there are other exits here..."

"Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be there." Pu Han glanced around and quickly came to a conclusion, "This is a dead end."

Xu Turan: ...

Then you didn't tell me when I came in? !

"I didn't see anything at the time." Pu Han said helplessly, turned around and climbed onto the hospital bed, trying to use his paper-like weight to add some weight to block the door, "Where is Yang Buqi now? Try Ask him for help through the rule paper?"

"You can try it." Xu Tuoran took out the fountain pen he carried with him and handed it over, "But what he can see now seems to be different from us..."

She remembered when she was in the basement. Obviously Pu Han was standing there, but Yang Buqi couldn't see it—this made her really doubt whether Yang Buqi would be able to rush over even if he saw the signal for help.

"Ah, no wonder." Pu Han recalled what he saw before, and nodded in agreement, "Yang Buqi himself is the weakest under the influence of No. 71. And he is also the least interacting with space-time fragments among us..."

If the space-time segment is compared to a body of water, he is the one who has dived deep into the water, while Xu Tuoran is already in the water, but can go ashore at any time. Yang Buqi was the landlubber who soaked his feet in the water from beginning to end.

It is really difficult for a person staying on the shore to see what is going on underwater.

"To be honest, if it's really impossible, just open the door and go out by yourself." Pu Han exhaled and said, "Their purpose is to execute me. To this time and space, you are an outsider. As long as you leave me, they will not I'll take care of you again."

Xu Tuoran was squatting in the corner and rummaging through the boxes, and he didn't turn his head when he heard the words: "If you are executed, Feifei will be a widow?"

"Strictly speaking, I was the one who was going to be widowed..." Pu Han said halfway, when Feifei slapped him suddenly. He touched his cheek, and had no choice but to change his words:

"And I may not actually die. What I said just now was actually a bit teasing you. After all, I am also a Hui class. Although I am a parallel importer, I still have some means of self-protection."

[However, after the self-protection, it is hard to say whether there is still power to continue to resist the mental attack of Haunted House No. 71. 】The pen of the pen fairy ran out to join in the fun again without seeing,【Are you really not thinking about me? Five minutes to unblock, five seconds to end...]

Xu Tuoran waved it away unceremoniously: "What are you pretending? Haven't you already untied it a bit? It's useless at all? Aren't you able to make those stigmata, write them on people's hearts?"

Pen Fairy's Pen:…

The pen of the pen fairy fell into silence.

It didn't know whether it should tell Xu Tuoran that his little power to use the stigmata was slowly accumulated over the years. It was originally intended to be used to fake miracles so that people could unseal it. I saved a total of three rounds of hard work, and it was all spent on her...

"Is there no way? Then shut up." Xu Turan didn't lift his head, "I deliberately unblocked you, just to unblock you and unlock a chat bubble, right? What's the use of you."

…

The pen of the pen fairy fell to the ground slowly, put the pen cap on his buttocks back on his head, and stopped talking.

The frequency of iron doors being hit has become faster and faster, and the force is also getting stronger. Pu Han sat on the hospital bed, frowning in pain, and Xu Tuoran, who was squatting in front of the wooden box, suddenly spoke.

"Pu Han, let me confirm again. Since I haven't been fully included in this space-time fragment, I can't have a subversive impact on this place—but you can, right?"

She turned her back to Pu Han when she spoke. Pu Han couldn't see her expression, but inexplicably heard a bit of stormy momentum from her tone.

"...Theoretically, it's possible." For some reason, something seemed to hang in his heart, "But you can also see that I can't beat them in hand-to-hand combat... If I want to use ult, you'd better leave the field early ..."

"I didn't ask you to fight." Xu Tuoran said, turning his head. Only then did Pu Han realize that she had an extra book in her hand.

It was a very old notebook. He stared at it for a while, and suddenly realized that what was recorded in it—

"You don't need to fight, let's find another thug. I've seen that guy's methods, and he's very agile." Xu Tuoran said calmly, and opened the notebook.

"Flowers, grass, broken bones, chalk, plates, water...all the necessary materials are here. Next, just try to decipher this spell..."

They can summon the haunted house number 71.

In the fragmented time and space of the past, summon the haunted house No. 71 belonging to the past.

Pu Han: "..."

So what, why don't we discuss about hand-to-hand combat?