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The endless karmic fire instantly suppressed the Mirror Ghost's own domain.

Huo Yunzhi made a hand seal with one hand, and the black, gold, and red lotus flowers shone brightly. The raging crimson flames suddenly transformed into several chains of fire that crisscrossed up and down, firmly binding the mirror ghost.

A mournful wail echoed from the flames, but Huo Yunzhi remained unmoved, coldly tightening the chains.

Evil spirit, imprison it!

The mirror ghost quickly stopped moving, and Huo Yunzhi put away the paper boat and rushed back to Miaomiao's side as fast as she could.

It only took one minute from the moment she awoke to the moment she imprisoned the vengeful ghost.

Miao Miao stared incredulously at the paper boat in Huo Yunzhi's hand.

Her voice was weak: "Sister Huo, you...you left before you even finished speaking. What if...what if I messed up? What would that be like?"

Huo Yunzhi shook her head, her tone resolute: "There's no 'what if,' Miaomiao. I believe you can definitely do it."

Miao Miao felt a soreness in her nose.

"Miaomiao, don't cry, I'll wake them up right away."

Huo Yunzhi was the first to kill Xu Xiu's temporary tattoo so that she could treat Miao Miao immediately.

Then came Wen Zhaoye... Su Anning... Qin Yuanshan... Shen Chilie...

When Xu Xiu saw Miao Miao's injuries, her face was filled with tears of heartache.

She summoned healing items and used all her strength to treat Miaomiao.

But Miao Miao's injuries were too severe; she didn't have the terrifying bone density of Shen Chilie.

Xu Xiu's treatment was like trying to fill a bamboo basket with water; you kept filling it but it kept leaking out uncontrollably.

Miao Miao said weakly, "Sister Xiuxiu, don't cry, look..."

Miao Miao opened her hand with unfocused pupils, revealing a bloodstained paper doll in her palm: "Look... I... I'm not dead."

Just as Xu Xiu was sobbing uncontrollably, Huo Yunzhi squatted down, ready to use the substitute paper doll.

A notification sound rang in everyone's minds.

[Current instance time remaining: 00:00:00]

[Mission failed. The old house will be reset soon.]

"clang--"

A long, drawn-out bell rang out from deep within the courtyard, and white light began to emanate from everyone's bodies.

In an instant, Huo Yunzhi felt her consciousness leave her body, as if it had been forcibly pulled out, leaving only a white blur before her eyes.

waiting area of ​​Qiao Family Mansion

Amidst waves of dizziness, Huo Yunzhi and her group reappeared in the initial preparation area.

"The instance has been reset." Wen Zhaoye looked at Huo Yunzhi: "Quickly check if the items you obtained are still there."

Huo Yunzhi opened her backpack and saw that the incense burner and paper boat were in the compartments of the backpack.

"They're all here!"

"That's good. It seems we don't need to go to those two places anymore."

Wen Zhaoye searched his body for a while, then spread his hands with regret: "My substitute paper doll is gone. This thing really can't be reset."

"It's alright, Lao Wen. There are still five more paper dolls. There are six of us, so if we're careful, it should be enough."

Upon hearing this, Wen Zhaoye's expression suddenly changed.

"Why do you call me Old Wen? Am I that old?"

Qin Yuanshan pouted and muttered, "If they don't want me to call them that, they don't want me to call them that. Why are they so anxious about their age?"

"Alright, let's think about how to proceed this round before the dungeon opens," Huo Yunzhi interrupted the two of them.

"In the last round, we obtained the paper boat and incense burner, learned the mechanics of the roadblock ghost and the mirror ghost, and completely imprisoned and sealed the incense burner ghost. This round won't be as difficult."

Wen Zhaoye's tone became more relaxed.

Welcome to the Qiao Family Residence.

The aged voice reappeared, beginning to recount the dungeon quest that had already been heard once before.

Huo Yunzhi opened the chat history and checked it to confirm that the details of the second round had not changed.

I'm leaving everything in your care.

[Remaining time for the instance: 03:59:59]

The group exchanged glances. Shen Chilie and Wen Zhaoye led the way, Su Anning was in the middle, Xu Xiu and Qin Yuanshan were on the left and right, and Huo Yunzhi brought up the rear.

"Let's go, Xiuxiu... Xiuxiu?"

Huo Yunzhi turned around and called out to Xu Xiu, who hadn't followed, but saw that she had tears on her face.

But she remained very calm, showing no sign of sadness.

Why are you crying?

Xu Xiu touched the tear tracks on her face, puzzled. "Yes, I cried...but why? Why did I cry?"

"Was your eyes blinded by the white light during the reset? I remember there's a term called photosensitive epilepsy, which might have similar symptoms."

"Perhaps." Xu Xiu wiped away her tears. "Let's go first."

Stepping into the dungeon again, Huo Yunzhi felt a strange sense of unease for some reason.

She opened the instance description: "Qiao Family Mansion, limited to 6 players."

Then she opened the group chat, which showed that there were also 6 people.

Just as she was racking her brains trying to figure it out, Wen Zhaoye and Shen Chilie stopped in front of her: "We've reached the location of the roadblock."

Huo Yunzhi came to her senses and walked over, but her hands still unconsciously rolled up her sleeves.

Her arms were clean and white, but Huo Yunzhi felt that something must have been there before.

"It seems... something's missing?"

"Sister Huo?" Qin Yuanshan noticed Huo Yunzhi's absent-mindedness: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Huo Yunzhi pulled down her sleeves and walked up to the ghost blocking her way.

A wall made of alternating red bricks and granite stretched out in front, exuding an eerie and sinister atmosphere.

"Continue with the previous method. Old Shen and Miss Huo, blast out the main bodies of the roadblocking ghosts and then suppress them." Wen Zhaoye looked at Shen Chilie: "How long will your ammunition reserves last?"

Shen Chilie silently extended one index finger.

"A week? A month?"

"I've been using it all along."

Wen Zhaoye was silent for a moment, then smiled inexplicably, and turned away to a distance: "I didn't ask any more questions."

Shen Chilie stood in front of the wall, gazing up at the towering, boundless stone wall that seemed to reach into the clouds.

He recalled the feeling of pinning down the roadblock, took a deep breath, and began bombarding the wall with the AT4.

"boom!"

The wall trembled, and a large pit suddenly appeared in the center, with countless cracks spreading outwards.

But this time, the AT4 did not penetrate the wall as it did last time.

"Something's not right." Shen Chilie's tone became serious.

He fired several more shots, and his doubts grew stronger.

"What's wrong?"

"The wall is much harder than before." Shen Chilie pressed his hand against the wall. "And its thickness and recovery speed are also much faster than before."

Just as Shen Chilie said this, the large pit in the wall had been mostly repaired.

Upon hearing this, Wen Zhaoye frowned. He stepped forward and placed his hand on the stone wall, the panoramic camera on his shoulder flashing red light continuously.

"Indeed, it has become much stronger. It seems that each reset makes the vengeful spirit stronger."

"Then let's all do it together."

Shen Chilie equipped everyone with weapons.

Six people transformed into human self-propelled cannons, unleashing a torrent of ammunition over several minutes, creating a large crater in the wall as desired.

Before the smoke of battle had cleared, Shen Chilie had already leaped high into the air, his iron fist carrying a powerful gust of wind, smashing into the stone wall with the force of thunder.

"boom!"

His powerful punch blasted a hole two meters in diameter into the stone wall.

As the smoke cleared, Huo Yunzhi discovered that the edges of the large hole were beginning to repair themselves, gradually closing up.

She tumbled out of the safe zone and threw the bricks towards the hole. The repair speed slowed down slightly, but the bricks sank inward, creating a groove.

Judging from their posture, they actually wanted to swallow her up and hide her inside the wall.

"Hurry up!"

Without saying a word, Shen Chilie, Qin Yuanshan, and Wen Zhaoye passed through the hole in the wall one after another. Huo Yunzhi, pulling Xu Xiu and Su Anning along, also arrived behind the wall a moment later.

"Finally, we made it through." Qin Yuanshan let out a long sigh of relief.

But no one responded to him at this moment.

Qin Yuanshan looked up and, after seeing the scene before him, understood why the others were silent.

"What is this?"