Excessive ferocity due to caution

The female ghost crossed her legs, feeling an inexplicable sense of absurdity.

Originally, she only brought these people into the cursed world for fun, to pass the time when she was bored, and to kill them when she got tired of them, enjoying the fear and despair on their faces before they died.

But now... she's actually condoning Zhao Yi's recklessness.

What game do you want to play?

Recalling the tenderness on her lips just now, Mesa gently placed one hand on the dressing table, propped up her chin, and looked at Zhao Yi with a hint of unease that she herself did not realize.

Zhao Yi smiled at Meisha:

Have you ever played house?

Mesa froze for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.

"This is...interesting."

"I thought you could name a game that would interest me, but I never expected you to like playing games that even kids would find childish."

"It's quite a contrast."

From the moment of the interview, Zhao Yi gave her a unique feeling.

Subconsciously, she had begun to develop an interest in this man.

But this person... just now suggested something as incredibly boring as playing house to her.

If it were any other trial participant, they would probably be a corpse by now.

But when Zhao Yi said this, Meisha was surprisingly patient.

She stared at Zhao for a few seconds, wanting to refuse, but her mouth involuntarily agreed.

"What role do you want to play?"

"Father or son?"

Zhao Yi:

"It doesn't have to be a role within the family; there are so many roles one can play in the world..."

Mesa said in surprise:

"Playing house, isn't that just playing family roles?"

Zhao Yi thought for a moment, then smiled:

"How about this, I'll play the doctor, and you play... my patient."

Mesa was stunned.

doctor?

patient?

What kind of strange pretend play is this?

"Are you a doctor when you're out there?"

She asked.

Zhao Yi shrugged:

"No."

"I am a patient outside."

"I used to be treated by others, now I want to treat others too."

Mesa laughed.

This was the first time she had ever laughed so happily.

I also think you are very ill.

"But... okay."

"So, Dr. Zhao, what illness do you want to treat for me?"

Zhao asked in return:

"Don't you feel anything that's making you uncomfortable?"

Mesa walked closer to Zhao Yi, raising an eyebrow and saying:

"You're a doctor, can't you diagnose it yourself?"

Zhao Yi lowered his head slightly, looking at the female ghost in front of him:

"Then... I'll watch it?"

The female ghost's lips curled into a slight smile:

"Okay, Dr. Zhao, feel free to look around."

Zhao Yi stared into the female ghost's crimson eyes for a long time before finally speaking:

"Can your ears still hear?"

"Can you still speak?"

"Doesn't your foot... hurt?"

The smile on the female ghost's face vanished instantly, and her once calm eyes were now filled with the coldness of death.

"Continue, Dr. Zhao."

Zhao Yi ignored her threat and slowly said:

"Your eyes..."

puff!

The female ghost suddenly attacked, piercing Zhao Yi's abdomen and seizing his liver and gallbladder!

"Your courage... doesn't seem to be any greater than others'."

"How dare you be so insolent!"

"You seem to have forgotten that you're just a dog I use for amusement!"

The female ghost stared into Zhao Yi's eyes, her violent killing intent overflowing!

The moment she has a thought, Zhao Yi will be turned into a pile of minced meat!

But there was no fear in Zhao Yi's eyes.

His face was pale, but showed no emotion whatsoever.

Even with his life in the hands of the female ghost, he still spoke each word clearly:

Last night, I heard a woman calling for help outside.

"But I can't open the door."

The female ghost sneered:

"She's just an evil witch. People like her deserve to be burned alive. By saving her, are you trying to kill other good people?"

Zhao Yidao:

She's pregnant.

The female ghost's eyes grew increasingly ferocious, her black hair flew wildly, and her sharp teeth became ever more terrifying.

"child?"

"That's the witch's bastard child!"

"A harbinger of world destruction!"

"This is a heinous crime deserving of a thousand cuts, skinning and crushing bones!"

Zhao Yi breathed slightly:

"Has no one ever spoken up for her?"

The female ghost's hand, which was gripping Zhao Yi's liver and gallbladder, trembled, as if it were carrying a terrifying rage.

In fact, Zhao Yi's internal organs had already been crushed by the female ghost.

He could still speak, only because the female ghost didn't want to kill him.

"Help her?"

"In a world of light, how could anyone speak up for an evil witch?"

"They are utterly inhuman, committing arson, murder, looting, and countless other atrocities. People avoid them like the plague. Who would help such people?"

Blood trickled from the corner of Zhao's mouth, yet he weakly smiled and said:

"If you open the door tonight... maybe one will come."

Mesa's eyelids twitched, but she still spoke with a cold sneer:

"I thought you were a smart person, but now it seems you're hopelessly stupid!"

"Compared to those thunderous roars and tsunamis, your mosquito snorts are utterly ineffective."

"The witch's belly will still be cut open, the child will be ripped out alive, thrown into a raging fire before it can even cry out... and you, too, will be tied to a rack and burned to ashes in the flames because of a few useless barks!"

Zhao Yi said:

"You think what I'm doing is meaningless, don't you?"

Female ghost:

"Isn't that right?"

Zhao Yi roughly grabbed the female ghost's hair, stared directly into her savage, scarlet eyes, and said, word by word:

I think so.

"If you want me dead, open the door tonight."

"This is also a final touch to your dull and tasteless life, adding some spice."

Mesa was breathing heavily. The two looked at each other but said nothing more.

a long time.

She pulled her hand out of Zhao Yi's stomach, and the wound on Zhao Yi's stomach healed immediately.

"Whatever... get lost."

Mesa turned her back, her tone returning to its indifferent state.

Zhao Yi looked at the mess of bloodstains on his clothes, shook his head slightly, and turned to leave.

He hadn't walked more than a few steps when he suddenly stopped.

"Mesa".

He began to speak.

The female ghost gave a soft "hmm".

"Your eyes are really beautiful."

After Zhao finished speaking, he strode away.

The female ghost's eyes gleamed. She sat back down at the dressing table, staring blankly at the broken half of the lipstick for a long time...

P.S.: I'm going to be late again today. Writing these 1900 words is so difficult!

Let's prioritize quality first, then talk about quantity.

If I haven't posted Chapter 3 by 10:40, don't wait any longer, go to sleep early.

I'm never writing this garbage again! I'm almost losing all my hair writing this!!

Goodnight in advance!!