This actor is full of tricks.

There really was an extra room.

Lin Jue clearly remembered that the end of the corridor was a sealed wall, but now there was a door.

The flesh on the door was still writhing, like some strange life form. The doorknob was a withered hand, and the whole door had a bizarre and eerie shape.

Click.

As Lin Jue placed his hand on that withered hand and gently twisted it, the door made a sound of unlocking and opened a crack.

Lin Jue opened the door and went in, and the door closed by itself the moment he stepped inside.

What came into view was a passageway made of rotting flesh and blood vessels, with yellow liquid dripping from the ceiling and a nauseating smell emanating from it.

The smell is exactly the same as the stench outside, which means the source of the stench is here. Because this room doesn't appear during the day, Lin Jue couldn't find the source of the stench at the time.

Why is there a room like this in the Wisteria Community? Has it always existed, or did it appear after the shrine was moved here?

Lin Jue surveyed the corridor before him. The corridor stretched inwards, its length unclear, and the end of his gaze was pitch black, somewhat like entering the esophagus of some enormous creature.

Step, step, step.

Just as he was about to step into the corridor, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the other end of the corridor, and at the same time, a faint light appeared in the darkness at the end.

Is there someone else in this room?

Lin Jue was taken aback, withdrew his leg, and remained quietly in place.

The footsteps grew closer, and a figure shrouded in a white robe, holding a candle, slowly emerged from the other end.

Although the figure was shrouded in a white robe and its appearance was not clear, Lin Jue could still tell at a glance that the black resentment swirling around the other person.

This is a strange creature, with a strength of approximately D-level.

"Heh... Another lost soul has arrived..." Unlike ordinary ghosts, the creature didn't attack immediately upon seeing a living person. Instead, it stopped five meters away from Lin Jue and asked in a hoarse voice, "Living person, what is your purpose in coming here?"

A little strange...

Although things took an unexpected turn, Lin Jue calmly replied, "I heard my father's call."

This place should be related to the script of the Benevolent Father. The strange creature in front of him is dressed in a way that is neither human nor ghost, and it is extremely sinister. Lin Jue guessed that this guy might be one of the cultists who worship the Benevolent Father, which is why he directly brought up the Benevolent Father and pretended to be someone who was summoned by the Benevolent Father.

Isn't that how it is in those cult movies? They always talk about the summoning and guidance of evil gods.

"It seems you didn't wander into this place by mistake. Your father has shown you the way." The elf chuckled dryly and slowly turned around: "Come with me. Since your father brought you here, you are qualified to participate in this ceremony."

ceremony?

Lin Jue silently repeated the two words in his heart, and followed the ghost into the depths of the corridor with a blank expression. The corridor was longer than he had imagined, winding left and right. The ghost stopped in front of a hanging curtain.

As he got closer, Lin Jue realized that what he saw was not a curtain at all, but rather a series of hanging intestines, each of which was still wriggling as if digesting something.

The ghost turned its head, revealing an extremely distorted ghost face beneath its white hood. It looked at Lin Jue with ill intent, seemingly wanting to see fear on Lin Jue's face. But soon it smacked its lips and said, "You're such a boring living person."

In the past, living people had been guided into this place by their fathers, and everyone who saw the fleshy passage and the curtain of intestines was terrified and ran away in terror. But the human in front of him was very calm. He was prepared to enjoy the expression of fear, but he was obviously disappointed.

"Come in." The monster lifted the curtain and crawled inside first.

Lin Jue followed closely behind, passing through the intestinal curtain, and appeared before him a square room constructed of flesh and blood. On the wall directly opposite Lin Jue was a black coffin, with a small shrine placed in the center of the coffin lid.

Below the coffin sat several figures, all shrouded in wide white robes and shrouded in resentment—all were strange occurrences.

"Is there anyone new here?"

Noticing the commotion, the white-robed ghost sitting at the front turned its head and looked over. It was an old woman with a face full of white hair. After seeing Lin Jue's appearance clearly, she chuckled strangely, "He's a handsome young man with delicate skin."

As she spoke, she licked her lips, as if she had discovered a delicious prey.

Lin Jue remained unmoved, glancing at her before looking away.

"You can sit here." The ghost that led Lin Jue pointed to the last seat and sat down opposite Lin Jue.

Lin Jue sat cross-legged on the ground, put his backpack aside, and wanted to see what kind of ritual these ghosts were talking about.

"Everyone, it's almost time. Let Father see your sincerity," the white-haired old woman at the front said loudly.

The monster sitting opposite her took out a small nose, which was still bleeding from its palm, clearly having just been torn off someone's face.

"This is a girl's nose. I followed her for a long time. After killing her parents, I plunged her into endless grief. Combined with the stench, she finally broke down and tore off her own nose."

“Very good. This kind of offering, stained with despair, is what Father likes very much.” The white-haired old woman nodded: “Go and offer your offering to Father.”

The ghost walked to the coffin and very respectfully placed the nose in front of the shrine with both hands.

In Lin Jue's vision, the black resentment surged around the shrine, and then the small door of the shrine opened to both sides, and a black hand reached out from inside and grabbed the nose.

The small door closed again, and the black hand disappeared.

"That shrine is so small, yet it can hide something? Is that the benevolent father inside? It's unlikely..."

Lin Jue could clearly feel that after the black hand snatched away his nose, the monster's body relaxed considerably, as if something extremely terrible would happen if its offering was not accepted.

While he was thinking, another monster produced a nose: "This nose came from a bachelor. I followed him for a long time. This guy is naturally smelly and has a high tolerance for stench. In the end, I had to increase the concentration of the stench to finally drive him crazy."

"It's just an ordinary offering, but give it a try. Father might like it." The white-haired old woman didn't seem particularly satisfied with the nose.

Upon hearing this, the ghost trembled violently, as if it had heard something extremely terrifying.

(End of this chapter)