False evidence

Chapter 495 Replaced

"Can't you eat something better?" Old Li blurted out unconsciously, his expression instantly turning bewildered. "Why did I say that? What happened?"

The scenes I saw through clairvoyance felt like a dream. Clairvoyance allows one to see a person's past experiences, but Old Li's past seems to span such a vast period of time from the present. His identity appears to be...

"Shh!" Old Li and Wang Ben suddenly made a shushing gesture at the same time.

Old Li had returned to normal by now, his expression a mixture of tension and excitement. Even stranger, I could clearly see that Wang Ben's tongue had grown back. However, his expression was one of extreme terror, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.

The two of them shut up at the same time and listened to the sounds outside.

I also heard the man and woman talking, and they have already gone inside.

I still felt like I was being roasted over a fire, my whole body was incredibly uncomfortable, and I could only grit my teeth and endure it. I thought to myself that I couldn't let the two guys next to me keep going in circles with their thoughts, I had to do something, I couldn't just keep suffering like this without knowing why.

I forced myself to calm down, stopped paying attention to Lao Li and Wang Ben, held my breath, and peered through the crack in the cabinet door.

This sight nearly scared the soul out of me.

Outside the cabinet, a blood-red eye was peering through the crack. My eyes met itss!
I shuddered and reached into my backpack to grab my weapon, but the eye outside suddenly moved backward, and its originally crimson eye quickly turned black and white.

As she retreated, I got a clear look at her. She was a woman who looked to be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old. Her features weren't particularly delicate, but when put together on her small, oval face, they possessed a unique and alluring charm.

What's most stunning is her figure. She's wearing leggings that are practically obsolete these days, paired with a tight-fitting, low-cut long-sleeved top. This form-fitting outfit perfectly accentuates her petite yet curvaceous, even exaggeratedly perky, alluring figure.

In particular, the large expanse of dazzling white peeking out from the neckline was even more striking and breathtaking against the backdrop of the all-black bodysuit.

"What? Did you think there was someone hiding in the closet or something?"

A slightly effeminate male voice drew my attention away from Zhong Lan, the woman in black.

The speaker was a tall, thin young man wearing jeans and a jacket, and glasses. Recalling the conversation I'd overheard, I couldn't immediately confirm his name. Was it Young Master Qian? Or Zhou Xiaoman?
I subconsciously turned to look at Wang Ben, thinking to myself: Is this really the world in his novels? Li Xiaoju, Zhou Xiaoman, and that Yingzi... He seems to have some kind of peculiar fetish, otherwise why would he keep giving men women's names?

I saw Wang Ben huddled in the corner, trembling even more violently than before, his eyes darting to the side in terror, completely unaware that I was watching him.

Looking out through the crack again, I realized that in the darkness, Wang Ben had dragged me into the wardrobe as soon as I entered, and I hadn't even had a chance to see what was going on in the room.

When I saw it clearly, my scalp tingled. This was the damn triple room I'd been to last night with Yan Fengwei and Cao Xinyun. But instead of disguised beds, there were three coffins brazenly placed side-by-side!

The man and woman standing in front of the coffin were not much different from ordinary people, except that the woman's figure was excessively exaggerated and graceful.

Zhou Xiaoman's gaze towards Zhong Lan wasn't friendly, but it revealed more of a sense of apprehension. Because of this, there was a distance between them. And Zhong Lan's location was no more than two meters from the wardrobe where we were hiding.

I'd been on edge the whole time, ready to handle any sudden crisis, but Zhong Lan hadn't glanced in my direction once more. She ignored Zhou Xiaoman's slightly sarcastic question, only staring down at the coffin in front of her. Her profile suggested she was waiting for something, yet it didn't seem like she was waiting for anyone.

Zhou Xiaoman seemed a little restless, glancing towards the door every now and then, clearly waiting for someone.

But one thing is certain: he wasn't waiting for Lao Tian and Yingzi to come in, because it seems he had already eliminated those two sworn brothers, 'Random Passersby A and B'. And it seemed like he did it without any reason, just on a whim.

The burning sensation grew more and more intense, and I felt I couldn't bear it any longer.

Damn it, this can't go on. Even in the world of a novel, no matter what plot Wang Ben writes, I still have the ability to make my own decisions. I can't let myself be burned to death by this invisible, scorching power. Fire ghost, the literal meaning isn't hard to understand; unlike water ghost, it's a ghost that was burned to death.

The reason I was burned at the stake was probably due to two fire demons, a man and a woman.

With a heavy heart, I decided to kick open the cabinet door and rush out, not caring about anything else, to kill those two fire demons. I had to relieve my current suffering first.

But just before I was about to take action, Wang Ben suddenly did something unexpected...

His sudden action completely thwarted my plans. I was forced to hide obediently in the closet, afraid to make any rash moves.

All I could do was glare at him and ask: What are you doing?
Wang Ben's attention remained focused outside; he continued to tremble and completely ignored me.

I thought to myself, I can't take it anymore. Whether you're human or ghost, since you're blocking my way to survival, I'll just 'deal with' you first.

The moment the thought crossed my mind, everything went dark. Wang Ben, who had been so close and whose image was fairly clear, suddenly became just a shadow in my eyes.

The sudden decrease in visibility startled me a little, and I jerked my elbow back, bumping my knuckle against the cabinet door. The door didn't open, but it made a soft, but not loud, noise.

The moment I turned my head, I knew why the cabinet door hadn't been forced open: Old Li was using two fingers to pull on the inner door support.

He winked at me, the meaning was clear: this commotion must have been noticed by the guys outside, so get ready to face the storm.

I was somewhat panicked at first, but at that moment, the burning sensation on my body suddenly turned into a strange and indescribable feeling.

how to say……

I was soaked to the bone, and even the trench coat I changed into later was drenched. The feeling of water-soaked clothes touching your skin... most people understand.

Just now, the burning sensation disrupted my other senses. Suddenly, the intense burning turned into a warm baking, and the painful feeling instantly transformed into a kind of enjoyment after a great ordeal.

My eyesight has deteriorated and my hearing has declined, but my body feels very comfortable. I no longer feel stuffy and damp, but rather like I've just taken a shower and changed into a set of exceptionally dry and clean clothes.

As if hearing the sound of the cabinet door slamming shut, Zhong Lan suddenly turned her head and looked over, her white eyes instantly turning into a fiery red.

However, this kind of alert 'transformation' in response to emergencies only lasts for a moment, and then everything returns to normal.

“Damn rats! I hate rats!” Zhong Lan’s eyelids drooped, and she squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.

Zhou Xiaoman scoffed: "Hey, women, they're just so timid..."

"Say it again?" Zhong Lan glared at him suddenly.

Zhou Xiaoman swallowed the rest of her words, making a gulping sound as she swallowed.

I was too preoccupied to pay attention to them at that moment, because the sudden change in my physical sensations had given me a peculiar feeling.

I can't quite describe what that feeling was like, but I can clearly confirm one thing—the evil power of the water ghost attached to me has disappeared, and it will never return.

(End of this chapter)