I started on a rocking horse and relied on watching ads to dominate the highway survival charts.

Everyone looked at the short, fierce ghost.

"Is this place really that certain?" Shen Chilie asked Huo Yunzhi in a low voice.

"It must be an ugly ghost."

Huo Yunzhi stared intently at the "ugly" ghost in front of her, but found that it didn't seem to have any aggressive desires.

The four of them waited for a long time, and seeing that the "ugly" ghost was indeed not moving, they began to look around the other parts of the room, trying to find the other players who had been killed, as well as the body of the leader who had disappeared.

Soon, a familiar-looking box appeared in Huo Yunzhi's sight. Its lid was half open, and a lot of mist was seeping out through the gaps.

"The box containing the props has been found."

Without the slightest hesitation, Huo Yunzhi walked to the box, put away the red-faced musket, raised her hand to press the box lid, and began the purification process.

The red light easily purified the mist inside the box.

Upon opening the box, a ten-centimeter-long iron nail and a lantern came into view.

[Props: Coffin nails.]

[Description: This can be used to nail coffins in the theater.]

[Props: Human skin lantern.]

[Description: This item can isolate the influence of a certain type of vengeful spirit, but requires special fuel.]

Upon seeing the descriptions of the two items, Huo Yunzhi unconsciously clenched the red silk in her hand.

The two props in front are clearly related to drama.

However, the two props that suddenly appeared in this box not only exceeded the limit in quantity, but also, judging from their purpose... were clearly not of the same style.

Although Huo Yunzhi found it strange, she quickly put the props into her backpack.

Then she turned her head and looked at the "ugly" ghost not far away.

Even after the important prop was taken away, the "ugly" ghost still didn't make any move.

You got the item so easily?

Huo Yunzhi narrowed her eyes, and the Crimson Lotus Fire Spear reappeared in her hand.

She slowly approached the "ugly" ghost: "How about it? Want to come back to the stage with me?"

The "ugly" ghost didn't react at all.

Huo Yunzhi moved closer: "Are you really not going to reconsider?"

The "ugly" ghost still didn't give her any answer.

"Alright... since you're so aloof, I won't stand on ceremony and will personally take you back."

Just as Huo Yunzhi's Red Lotus Fire Spear was about to stab the "ugly" ghost, a mournful melody suddenly came from her ear, as if someone next door had died and a funeral was being held.

At the same time, Huo Yunzhi felt a lump in her throat, and a wave of sadness welled up in her chest.

When I first started working, I was targeted. As a girl, I was ignored and looked down upon in the workplace. Even when I played an otome game, I was not valued as a female player. The grievances suddenly overwhelmed me.

Some even felt that life was meaningless and that it would be better to die.

But soon, she sensed something was wrong, and quickly bit her tongue, using the pain to jolt her back to her senses: "Something's wrong!"

Once she regained consciousness, she immediately looked at the other people.

Shen Chilie's thigh was covered in blood, and he held a sharp dagger in his hand, clearly indicating that he had inflicted the wound himself.

Chen Baicha didn't seem to be remembered.

She was currently clinging tightly to Xu Jianwen, who was about to crash into a pillar and die, and dragging him backward.

Huo Yunzhi quickly released her karmic fire domain, forcibly intercepting the cries and keeping them conscious.

After doing all that, Huo Yunzhi glanced in the direction of the "ugly" ghost.

I don't know if it was just her imagination.

"Did that ugly guy take a step forward?" Shen Chilie stood in front of the three of them.

"It wasn't just a step forward; laughter was mixed in with the mournful music."

After confirming that Xu Jianwen had returned to normal, Huo Yunzhi stood beside Shen Chilie and walked alongside him: "The vengeful spirit mechanism has been activated."

This time, she didn't hesitate any longer and directly controlled the Crimson Lotus Fire Spear, which spewed forth karmic fire, to stab at the "ugly" ghost's head.

Shen Chilie also set up his submachine gun, ready to support Huo Yunzhi from the rear at any time.

However, something unexpected happened again.

The spearhead, which should have been aimed straight at the "ugly" ghost, actually pierced its head with ease, but without any sense of hitting its mark.

Huo Yunzhi spun around and jumped away from her previous position: "Shen Chilie, stop setting up your sniper rifle! This thing doesn't have a physical form!"

As Huo Yunzhi cried out, the funeral music grew louder and louder.

After a moment's thought, Huo Yunzhi ran outside without hesitation.

Upon reaching the doorway, Huo Yunzhi suddenly turned around.

The "ugly" ghost's position changed again, moving several meters straight towards her.

She moved again, and the "ugly" ghost changed along with her.

After a few times...

"I understand!" Shen Chilie shouted at Huo Yunzhi, "I get the operational principles down!"

Huo Yunzhi used her feet to quickly return to the domain of karmic fire.

"It's similar to the incense burner ghost from before." Shen Chilie's tone held an excitement of seeing an old friend: "If you look away, it will move in your direction. However, it's much weaker than the incense burner ghost; at least it won't die just because you look away."

"That makes things much easier."

Huo Yunzhi and Shen Chilie exchanged a glance, then tacitly pulled out several large mirrors from their backpacks and set up an array in front of the "ugly" ghost. They then used a red ribbon to bind the ghost and the mirrors together to death.

"Okay, another one taken care of. After we finish off the one outside, we'll go and meet the Flower Girl Ghost."

Huo Yunzhi, accompanied by two vengeful ghosts, was the first to emerge from the house.

Funeral music filled the air outside, and bits and pieces of paper money drifted down from the sky.

A tall, fierce ghost carrying a coffin stood at the entrance of the courtyard. Its face had no features, only a sorrowful expression painted on with oil paint.

"A cleansing ghost carrying a coffin."

Huo Yunzhi immediately thought of the coffin nails that had just been removed.

It must be to nail the coffin on its back shut.

Huo Yunzhi held the Red Lotus Fire Spear upside down, ready to finish the battle quickly, but found that below her knees, she had completely lost sensation and could not move.

She looked down and realized that she had stepped on a piece of paper money at some point.

Seeing this, Shen Chilie reached out and grabbed Huo Yunzhi, also taking away the paper money.

The "pure" ghost drew closer and closer, playing mournful music as it approached a spot not far from Huo Yunzhi. It then took the coffin from its back, placed it on the ground, and opened it.

Three corpses emerged from the coffins; two had heads, and one did not.

Judging from their attire, they were none other than the trio who had just died in this place.

At this moment, they were staggering towards where Huo Yunzhi and the others were.

Huo Yunzhi remained unmoved, and a slight smile appeared on her lips as her eyes swept over the coffin.

One end of the red ribbon in her hand flew out on its own, deflecting the three approaching corpses.

The next second, Shen Chilie passed through the fluttering red ribbons, his sharp blade unsheathed.

Just seconds later, the other side was already torn to pieces.

Huo Yunzhi's stiffness had already passed.

She raised the Crimson Lotus Fire Spear and gently tapped the spot where the fragments had fallen.

A torrent of karmic fire erupted, instantly engulfing the entire courtyard in flames, and the paper money scattered on the ground and in the sky was also reduced to ashes.

The funeral music instantly became barely audible, and the "pure" ghost took a few steps back, seemingly wanting to close the coffin.

Huo Yunzhi rushed to it in one stride, wrapped the red ribbon in her hand around the neck of the "pure" ghost and the roof beam, and then gently exerted force.

The fierce ghost swings on the roof beam, achieving its goal.

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