The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 967 Two Golden Crows (Part Fourteen)
Having emerged from the threshold space, He Tao had naturally become accustomed to the feeling of losing her ability to distinguish between time and space while walking here.

The patterns on the walls undulated gently in an indescribable way, and the corridor was so deep that it seemed endless, just endlessly repeating itself.

But she held fast to one unwavering belief in her heart—

Threshold space is formed by the manifestation of consciousness and the distortion of reality.

Here, the power of consciousness is strongest.

If you can think of it and consciously guide it, you can reach the place you want to go.

Sure enough, He Tao walked to the end of the corridor, turned a corner, and a small living room, brightly lit by incandescent lights, suddenly appeared before her.

The living room resembled a clutter warehouse, with boxes of unopened snacks, soda, and daily necessities piled higher than a person. In addition, there were mountains of delivery boxes, expired canned goods, second-hand rice cookers, plastic dolls, old refrigerators, and even a broken and peeling coin-operated kiddie ride sitting alone in a corner.

There are several television sets alone.

However, only one of them is functioning properly.

A middle-aged man, shirtless, sat in front of the television, slumped on a wooden sofa that was mostly covered by boxes. He was fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, staring blankly ahead, his face pale in the television light.

The television was filled with laughter and chatter, seemingly playing a TV series that He Tao remembered watching as a child. It was a noisy, mundane family drama, and there was also a harsh, canned laugh that pierced He Tao's ears.

Beside the man was a bright yellow door with peeling paint.

"Dad and Mom should be inside," Liu Sheng's voice came from the depths of her heart.

"Huh? Aren't you supposed to be sitting outside the main entrance on the first floor?"

"That was just an empty shell that was moved to the hospital; you just crushed it. As for the real parents, according to Officer Yang, they should be with Zheng Qiran's body."

"And I knew that her body was in her own room."

"That's so perverted?" He Tao gasped.

Have you ever seen these people behave in a way that can be explained by common sense?

"Um...no."

"To get in, you have to go past that uncle."

He Tao thought for a moment: "Let's go quietly."

"Do not hit?"

He Tao's gaze fell on the man's legs, which were revealed by his rolled-up trousers—two withered, bony legs—and she silently shook her head.
"Forget it, I won't hit a disabled person."

"Okay," Liu Sheng simply said.

Immediately, He Tao saw an opportunity:
"Look, he's almost asleep!"

The summer heat, along with the sweltering waves from the fan, made Zheng's father feel dizzy and disoriented. He lowered the palm-leaf fan beside him and slowly closed his eyes.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, He Tao crouched down and quietly walked through the corridor, past the man, and arrived at the bright yellow door.

Put your hand on the door.

It was just a gentle push.

Unexpectedly, the door was so thin it was like a cardboard shell.

It dents easily with just one push.

It even collapsed with a loud crash.

A low groan came from under the collapsed door.

He Tao was stunned.

What door is that in front of me?

Instead, it was a pile of half-empty express delivery boxes.

The hand was still in the motion of pushing the door open, and there were boxes scattered all over the ground at the feet, with a body buried underneath, groaning and struggling.

At that moment, footsteps could be clearly heard from the end of the corridor, and a woman called out hoarsely:
"Daughter? I heard that sound. Did your dad fall again? Remember to help him up!"

The footsteps were very light.

The sound was so faint it was almost imperceptible.

But as the footsteps drew closer, He Tao's heart pounded, and a feeling of fear crept up her spine.

He Tao subconsciously turned around and moved away from the bright yellow door that was already so close to her, hiding behind the cardboard box.

Sheng Sheng said that if this problem isn't solved, they might be locked inside the room after entering, which would be even more troublesome. This is because the other party possesses a higher level of rule manifestation—a key.

Although this sounded strange, He Tao was used to it, so she nodded and held her breath.

The woman emerged from the shadows, muttering to herself, until she saw the man lying scattered on the ground, at which point she screamed:
"How did you get like this! Who did this?!"

But soon, she smiled again.

The laughter was eerie, manic, and shrill.
"Hahaha...Great! I wonder which kind soul will teach you a lesson for me. It's so satisfying!"

however--

Snapped!
The crisp sound of a slap echoed through the air.

"You...you, you actually dared to hit me!"

The woman was angry. He Tao stared wide-eyed from behind the box.

The thin, withered body that had been lying on the ground had somehow pushed aside the cardboard box on its body and was now grabbing the woman's hair tightly, slamming her hard against the ground!

"Aaaaaahhhhhh—!" the woman screamed incessantly.

"Did you push me?!" the man roared.

"I just arrived, how could that be!"

"It must be you! You bitch!"

Then came a series of almost bestial punches and kicks.

Those arms, as thin as firewood, could make the sound of sharp blades cutting through the air when they were swung, and they drew blood with every stab to the flesh, torturing the woman until she screamed repeatedly, curled up on the ground like a dirty, tattered rag.

But the more this happened, the more silent Zheng Qiran became in the room, as if there was no one behind the door at all.

As He Tao listened and watched, her fists clenched tightly.

My emotions were churning inside me.

Fear again.

She didn't know her own abilities or whether she could defeat the fierce man in front of her.

Now Liu Sheng finally understands why Zheng's mother killed him.

Although all of this is just an evolution of obsession, it also reflects a certain reality to some extent. Perhaps Zheng's father's influence on Zheng's mother is not just a burden on her life.

Finally, He Tao couldn't hold back any longer.

The woman on the ground was covered in blood, breathing weakly, and crawling on her stomach, trying to get away from the man.

However, the man raised his foot, about to kick down maliciously.

But a hand reached out from behind the box and grabbed him.

The next instant, it twisted sharply!
The kick was very sharp when it was used, but it was actually like a thin piece of firewood that would break easily. With a crisp "crack", He Tao staggered backward and found a piece of atrophied leg bone in her hand.

The man let out a scream, bent over, and his face was full of pain.

He Tao then threw another punch.

But she didn't control the angle well, and a thin, bony hand suddenly reached out from an odd angle, clamping her wrist with tremendous force.

He Tao jolted violently and was about to struggle—

The man opened his empty eyes, but the eyeballs were no longer visible, only dark eye sockets. Yet, when he looked at He Tao, she was momentarily dazed.

As soon as it opened its mouth, a strong stench of decay hit you, making it hard to breathe.

He Tao felt dizzy and almost fainted, but fortunately she circulated her internal energy in time and her mind cleared instantly.

A backhand dunk.

Click!
The man's hand bones were broken!

He Tao finally realized the extent of her power and stared at her hands in a daze.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The man opened his mouth, about to let out a piercing scream.

He Tao quickly covered his mouth to prevent the painful screams from being heard, which alerted Zheng Qiran in the room.

But the mouth gripped her hand like an octopus, trying to swallow her whole hand down its throat.

Having already realized her own strength, He Tao no longer showed any mercy.

The fist slammed out, penetrating directly into the patient's mouth.

The sound of a skull exploding echoed through the living room!

The horrifying face was smashed in two by a punch, with only half of the lower lip remaining on the jaw, as if it were about to scream again.

He Tao then delivered several more punches, breaking all the atrophied limbs of the body to ensure there was no possibility of any counterattack.

She breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zheng's mother, expecting to see a look of gratitude.

To everyone's surprise, the other party was furious and suddenly pounced on him!
His fists swung like the wind, his nails sharp as knives, but without any order; it was purely an outburst of emotion.

He Tao had no time to dodge and was hit several times. Her shoulders and arms were instantly red and swollen, and a long bloody scratch appeared on her face.

"I'll do it," Liu Sheng said softly.

With a shift in consciousness, the body's controller quickly switched.

As the woman lunged at her, she shifted her feet and moved nimbly to dodge the attack, then grabbed the woman's wrist and twisted it forcefully.

click!
The sound of bones breaking was incredibly crisp.

The woman struggled, but she was powerless against Liu Sheng and was quickly subdued.

After binding the woman tightly with rope, Liu Sheng turned around and slowly walked towards Zheng Qiran's room.

(End of this chapter)