Chapter 183: Wedding Dress Ghost: Regret, It’s Just Regret
The two people, one zombie, one spirit, and one ghost mask on the scene watched the Wedding Dress Ghost expressionlessly, falling into a weird silence.
The weird smile on the Wedding Dress Ghost’s face froze, inexplicably feeling like a social death scene where her chuunibyou act was witnessed.
Wei Junchen reacted belatedly, screaming in terror, his whole body shaking like chaff, retreating in panic and fear: “Ghost! Ahhhh—! Don’t come over! Don’t come over!”
Wei Junchen’s reaction satisfied the Wedding Dress Ghost.
That’s right! This is the reaction a normal person should have!
Her gaze fell on the only two people. Nan Yuanman was still blinking her clear big eyes, observing the structures in the room, completely unpanicked about the change in environment.
The Wedding Dress Ghost’s face darkened. Which one was like this little potato! She didn’t have any childlike qualities at all! Just like a little monster!
However…
A greedy glint flashed in the Wedding Dress Ghost’s eyes. She could feel that Nan Yuanman’s soul was exceptionally pure, emanating a faint scent that ghosts and monsters couldn’t resist, full of desire. As long as she devoured her, her strength would surge!
At that time, she could completely leave this mirror! And go find that person for revenge!
The Wedding Dress Ghost’s smile grew even weirder, especially terrifying in this candle-lit, eerie and dim room.
The next second, the smirking Wedding Dress Ghost was kicked flying by Old Master Nan.
Wedding Dress Ghost: “…” You bastard! Can’t she pose for a few more seconds? She hated these zombies that attacked without a word, with no warrior spirit!
The Wedding Dress Ghost’s body passed through the mirror on the dressing table and barely stabilized. She angrily charged at Nan Yuanman: “Still so arrogant in my world! Courting death!”
Old Master Nan quickly stepped in front of Nan Yuanman, facing the Wedding Dress Ghost.
A weird arc hooked at the corner of the Wedding Dress Ghost’s mouth. Rustling sounds came from the dark corners of the room, as if someone was slowly walking out.
Wei Junchen, who was scared into shrinking in the corner, suddenly felt something pressing against his back. His body stiffened, and he slowly turned his neck, coming face to face with a deathly pale face that didn’t look human.
It wore a small round hat, with round big red blush on both cheeks, and a weird smile at the corners of its mouth.
Wei Junchen’s pupils shrank sharply: “!!!!”
“Paper figurine! The paper figurine came alive!! Aahhh!!” Wei Junchen let out a shrill scream, scrambling out of the corner.
Accompanying his voice, countless paper figurines rushed out from the corners, charging toward Nan Yuanman with weird smiles.
Nan Yuanman looked at these paper figurines with rosy red cheeks and felt very familiar: “Paper figurines! Grandpa prepared some paper figurines for me, but not quite enough. I’ll just use you guys to fill the numbers!”
She gripped the copper coin sword, yelling as she rushed forward, not damaging the paper figurines’ bodies, but directly poking their eyes.
One poke, one hit.
After poking, the paper figurines’ eyes flowed with blood tears, returning to their unanimated state, Standing there blankly in place.
Nan Yuanman hooked her hand, directly collecting the paper figurines into the small coffin.
The Wedding Dress Ghost glanced over during a break and didn’t see Nan Yuanman being overwhelmed by the paper figurines and beaten without power to fight back as imagined. Instead, she saw her collecting paper figurines one after another like a mouse that had gotten into a rice bin!
The Wedding Dress Ghost was so angry her soul body trembled, extremely furious: “You insolent! Those are my things!”
She slapped toward Old Master Nan, wanting to send him flying, but Old Master Nan grabbed her hand, twisted off the entire arm, and then swallowed it in one gulp amid the Wedding Dress Ghost’s agonized howl and horrified gaze!
Wedding Dress Ghost: “!!!”
Damn!!
What kind of thing is this zombie! Don’t zombies only absorb spiritual
Only now did the Wedding Dress Ghost suddenly realize that bringing this group of people into her mirror world was not a good deed at all. Damn it, wasn’t this just making it convenient for them to shut the door and beat the dog?
The Wedding Dress Ghost panicked this time, not daring to engage in battle at all, turned around and fled.
Nan Yuanman and Old Master Nan wouldn’t give her a chance to escape. One used a talisman to block the path, while the other chased straight after. The long fingernails glowing with purple light tore off her soul body once more and stuffed it into his mouth.
The pain of the soul body being torn apart made the Wedding Dress Ghost howl in agony. The flying soul body thudded to the ground, and the thick yin energy and grievance on its body had faded quite a bit.
She looked at Old Master Nan, who was slowly walking forward, with fear all over her face, constantly retreating backward: “No! You can’t kill me! I just fulfilled the wish he made! I didn’t harm anyone! You can’t kill me!”
The Wedding Dress Ghost suddenly pointed at Wei Junchen, who was terrified and running around everywhere, wishing he could faint, and let out a low roar.
Wei Junchen: “?”
Wei Junchen turned pale with shock: “Don’t talk nonsense! When did I ever make a wish to you?!”
“You do have one! If you didn’t make a wish, why would I be clinging to you!” Wedding Dress Ghost: “In our line of work, even to harm someone, we need a medium, right!”
Nan Yuanman blinked her eyes, put the last paper figurine into the small coffin, stepped forward and tugged at Old Master Nan’s clothes: “Grandpa wait, don’t eat her first, listen to the reason why she latched onto this big brother first.”
Old Master Nan let out a cry, reluctantly withdrawing his gaze from the Wedding Dress Ghost.
The Wedding Dress Ghost trembled in fear, her soul body shaking. She completely dared not let Sister Yuanman and this group of monsters continue staying in the mirror world. With a wave of her hand, she took them all out.
Nan Yuanman felt her vision blur, and the person reappeared in that bedroom that looked like it had been bombed by an airplane. Her ears caught the intense knocking from outside, accompanied by Brother Feng’s shouts.
Nan Yuanman: “!”
It’s broken!
She forgot that Sixth Brother and the others were still outside!
Nan Yuanman hurriedly told Old Master Nan and Xiao Cao and Zhuang Zhuang to keep a close eye on the Wedding Dress Ghost. She ran messily toward the entrance hall on her short legs.
Running with her was also Wei Junchen, who had heard Brother Xiao’s voice.
At this point, Brother Feng and the other two, who had been waiting outside for nearly an hour, could no longer hold back and started pounding on the door.
“Perfection! Junchen! Can you hear us? If you can, open the door quick! Perfection!” Brother Feng started by just knocking, but inside it was completely quiet, with not a single sound coming through.
“Brother Feng, this won’t do, your strength is too weak, watch me!” Xie Yifei stepped forward and knocked on the door with all his might, pounding loudly: “Sister Yuanman! Is the matter handled? If it’s handled, open the door quick!”
After knocking for a good while, the door remained completely still, no one came to open it, and there was still no sound from inside.
It was as if they and the people inside the door had been separated into two different worlds.
Brother Feng felt uneasy inside and pulled Xie Yifei aside, his face dark as he kicked the door hard.
After three kicks, just as he was about to kick a fourth time, the door was finally opened from inside. Brother Feng’s face lit up with joy, but before he could see clearly if it was Nan Yuanman running out, he first heard a cry like a donkey braying.
“Wah wah wah wah Old Xiao save me—! There’s a ghost aaaaa!!!” Wei Junchen came sprinting wildly with particular excitement, arms wide open as if to hug the person at the doorway.
Brother Feng quickly pulled Xiao Qidong from his side and shoved him into Wei Junchen’s arms. Xiao Qidong’s face froze for a moment, then he cried out in shock: “Old Wei? You’re okay?!”
Nan Yuanman stood obediently in the entrance hall looking at Brother Feng, flashing him a sweet, fawning smile: “Sixth Brother~ The matter’s handled, come on in quick!”
Brother Feng stared intently at this unscathed little brat in front of him who wasn’t injured anywhere, pointing at her in a mix of anger and helplessness: “You, just you wait for me.”
Nan Yuanman touched her nose, giggled, and opened the door wider. She glanced at Wei Junchen who was clinging to Xiao Qidong like an octopus and said to Xiao Qidong: “Brother Xiao, the matter isn’t over yet, bring your friend inside.”
Wei Junchen’s head shook like a rattle drum: “No no no! I don’t want to go in— Ah!”
No matter how much he resisted, he was coldly and ruthlessly rejected by Xiao Qidong, who dragged him inside.
As soon as they entered, the three of them spotted at first glance the Wedding Dress Ghost sitting on the sofa, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, face full of knife wounds, body emanating black aura.
Brother Feng’s whole body stiffened, Xie Yifei and Xiao Qidong shuddered, and the three stood frozen in place, not daring to go over.
Damn it! Little Yuanman didn’t say the ghost had gotten out!!
Nan Yuanman didn’t notice their change in mood and walked to the sofa in front of the Wedding Dress Ghost, hopped up with a heave, patted her little chubby hands and said: “Alright, now you explain how you latched onto this big brother.”
