Warning! The evil god's minions are invading the eerie dungeon.

Qi Xie slowly took off the blood-stained shirt, revealing the muscular physique he had developed through the transformation by the evil god and his frequent trips to mountains and graves.

The camera in the live stream focused on Qi Xie.

Those muscles were not something any normal human could develop; they were pure steel mountains sculpted by sheer power! The perfectly smooth curves had not an ounce of excess fat, exuding pure violence and hormones!

Qi Xie cracked his neck, making a series of "crack" sounds, and threw away the blood-stained clothes in his hand.

"Come on, let's continue."

Qi Xie looked at Annie, a chilling smile spreading across his face.

This isn't some stupid act like petty thugs taking off their clothes to bolster their bravado before a fight; it's to get Annie to possess him.

Just as humans have always used the supernatural or supernatural-related products to combat the supernatural itself, things that are associated with the supernatural also have an impact on the supernatural.

Qi Xie once tried to enter a haunted house wearing the blood-stained shroud from a thousand-year-old zombie, but the ghosts inside couldn't possess him at all.

Similarly, Qi Xie's clothes were already soaked through with Annie's mother's blood.

Annie's eerie energy is not as strong as her mother's, so this outfit is very likely to be able to resist Annie's intrusion to some extent simply by wearing it.

However, thinking is one thing, but expressing it is another.

At this moment, Annie looked at Qi Xie, her petite body gradually trembling, her pupils dilating in shock.

They've been a copy of each other for five years now, and have seen and killed countless humans—some broken down, some wailing, and occasionally, some remarkably calm and collected...

What the hell is wrong with this guy??

No other strange thing had told it to be careful about this kind of thing!

When applying for a security guard position in a residential community, the training they receive might include a warning: "Beware of homeowners setting traps for you."

I've never heard of a warning about customer sexual harassment written in the employee handbook of a slaughterhouse or crematorium.

The number of viewers in the live stream surged to: [114514]

"To be honest, I've been watching weird live streams for years, what haven't I seen? But this is something I've truly never seen before."

Hi everyone, I just came in. What's going on here?

"yes."

"Enjoy this while you can; such bizarre scenes are becoming increasingly rare, and the livestream might get banned soon."

"Big brother! Show it what it's made of! Not just show it its true colors!"

It's the same old story: Lolicon is awesome.

"Lolita complex is awesome"

"Lolita complex is awesome"

......

......

"W-what...what do you want to do?!"

Anne hugged her arms tightly and took a few steps back in fear.

"What do I want to do?"

Qi Xie spread his arms, displaying his well-developed muscles, and walked towards Annie:

"Isn't it obvious?"

"Don't come any closer!! Mom!!! Mom!!!"

Anne let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Hiss, something's not right?"

Qi Xie frowned slightly, feeling somewhat surprised.

In the past, ghosts were completely unable to control their instinct to seek out living people and possess them. This instinct was engraved deep in their souls, and the more perfect the physical body, the more it aroused their desire to possess it.

He looked intently at Anne, unwilling to give up:

"Don't you feel anything when you look at me?"

"Should I have feelings?!" Annie looked at Qi Xie with an incomprehensible expression.

"Not even a little bit? Don't you ever feel that uncontrollable urge?!"

"Does the urge to kill you count?!" Annie's voice trembled with tears. "You're dead!! You dared to destroy my home and try to bully me! My mom will tear you to pieces and put you in the display case!! Mom—!!!"

[Rule 7. During the day, mischievous Annie will play in the hotel. If you encounter Annie, please grant her request to play games. Otherwise, Annie will cry sadly, and her crying will attract Annie's mother.]

Normally, because Qi Xie's method of clearing the game is too special, Annie's crying will attract Annie's mother on the second floor, who will kill the participants.

However, after Annie cried for a long time, Qi Xie silently picked up all the clothes and put them on, but there was still no sound in the hallway.

"I'll stop using that nickname; it hurts my ears."

Qi Xie picked at his ear.

Anne cried out in a piercing scream:

"It's too late to be afraid of death now!! You can just wait to die!! Wait for my mom..."

"Here you are."

Qi Xie pulled a lump of rotten, dark flesh from the shadows.

"What is this?"

"Your mother."

Anne's crying stopped abruptly.

She stared blankly at the lump of dumpling filling, her eyes gradually widening.

The familiar aroma emanating from the minced meat was unmistakable to it.

"Mom... what happened to my mom!?"

"She's gone to enjoy her life."

Anne stood frozen in place.

At that moment, it suddenly understood why its mother hadn't appeared despite its wailing. It turned out that long before it, its mother had been cruelly killed by the person in front of it.

"A family should be together all the time, don't you think? Otherwise, she'll be all alone inside."

Qi Xie reached into the shadows with his hand holding the minced meat, looking at Annie with a kind smile.

"You...you're bluffing! You have no means to target me! Your attacks are ineffective against me!"

Anne shouted through gritted teeth.

Qi Xie shook his head, withdrew his hand from the shadows, and suddenly threw something hidden in his palm at Annie:

"then."

Anne was still reeling from the fear of losing her mother, and when she heard the shouts, she almost instinctively reached out to catch her.

But then it suddenly realized that a spirit shouldn't be able to catch things.

It looked down and saw a human skin painted with strange, blood-red patterns, cut into squares about the size of two hands.

"What is that?!"

Anne was startled, and the next second the shadow beneath her feet suddenly began to writhe like mud.

Anne, who should have been unaffected, suddenly sank.

Almost in the blink of an eye, half of Anne's body was already in shadow.

Although it quickly released the eerie human skin, wanting to return to its spirit form.

But it was too late.

"Hold this position for ten seconds."

Qi Xie's voice seemed to carry some kind of eerie power, preventing Annie from becoming a spirit.

"No—!! Help! Someone save me—Dad!! Help…"

Annie's terrified voice disappeared into the shadows.

All that remained on the ground was that square human skin.

[Human skin handkerchief].

This item is a Level 4 Sealed Item produced from the Handkerchief Doll dungeon. It can serve as a medium, allowing the holder to establish a connection with other beings, bypassing certain simple restrictions, and to make reasonable requests.

Because of its medium-like properties, even spirits can touch it.

Of course, there are limitations—the other party must be touching the object with a certain degree of conscious awareness.

Therefore, Qi Xie took advantage of this point, and combined it with the requirements of the [human skin handkerchief], to force a fixed physical state.

Annie's eerie energy was weaker than her mother's; ten seconds was more than enough for the [Eye Ring] to absorb it.

"Hmm...not bad. The strange energy isn't quite at Mom's level, but it's much stronger than those tenants'. That means we've reached two-thirds of our target. Annie's dad is definitely stronger than Annie, so maybe we have a chance to exceed it!"

Qi Xie sensed the situation in the shadows and his face lit up with joy.

"In that case, we might even receive an extra 'gift'! Not bad, not bad."

Withdrawing from the shadows, Qi Xie searched the third floor again to make sure nothing was missed, and then headed downstairs.

The second floor has been cleared out, so there's no need to linger. I've been doing freelance work for so long, it's time to take care of the commissioned work.