A bizarre and terrifying experience; I messed up the dungeon world.

Suddenly, the high school boy stopped in his tracks.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xiao asked.

The high school boy didn't answer; his body began to convulse, his eyes rolled back, and he made gurgling sounds in his throat.

"What's wrong with him?" The cute girl backed away in fright.

Zhou Lang abruptly pulled out his cane: "Step back!"

The male high school student's body suddenly swelled up, his school uniform was torn, his skin turned bluish-gray, and his fingernails grew longer.

"He's possessed!" Zhou Lang shouted.

The possessed high school boy let out a roar and pounced on Lin Xiao, who was closest to him.

Lin Xiao was stunned and stood still.

Zhou Lang rushed forward and swung his cane, striking the high school boy in the waist.

The high school boy was sent flying and crashed into the wall. He got up, stared at Zhou Lang, and grinned from ear to ear.

"Mind your own business," he said, his voice hoarse, not at all like a high school student's.

"A young couple?" Zhou Lang frowned. The intelligence report mentioned that there was a couple in the dungeon, but the man died at the start, possessed by a strange entity.

"You actually know my background." The possessing ghost sneered, "Then I can't let you live."

It flashed forward with incredible speed, its sharp claws aimed at Zhou Lang's face.

Zhou Lang raised his chainsaw to block.

clang!

The claws and chainsaw collided, sparks flying. Zhou Lang was jolted back two steps, his hands and feet numb.

"Zhao Qiang, enhance your strength!" Zhou Lang shouted.

Zhao Qiang rushed forward, his muscles bulging, and punched the monster in the back.

The monster was knocked to the ground, but quickly bounced back up.

"Physical attacks won't be very effective against it," Zhou Lang said. "Han Yingying, use Healing Hand!"

"Healing?" Zhao Qiang was stunned. "It's a ghost!"

"The healing hand is healing for the living, but poison for ghosts and monsters," Zhou Lang said.

Han Yingying gritted her teeth, rushed forward, and placed her hands on the monster's head.

A green light appeared. The monster let out a shrill scream, and its bluish-gray skin began to fester.

"It works!" Han Yingying exclaimed in surprise.

The ghost struggled to break free from Han Yingying, gave them a venomous look, and then turned and rushed into a guest room deep in the corridor.

"Should we chase them or not?" the older brother asked.

"Don't chase after it," Zhou Lang said. "It's leading us there. There's something strange about this inn."

The male high school student escaped into "Room Number Four".

The door was ajar, letting in a dim, yellowish light.

"Should we go in or not?" Zhao Qiang asked.

Zhou Lang pushed open the compass. The pointer pointed at the door and trembled violently.

"There are highly dangerous and eerie things inside," Zhou Lang said, "but not the core of it."

"What is that?" the older brother asked.

"It's most likely an incarnation of the Ghost King, or a trap," Zhou Lang said.

"Who cares? Let's go in and take a look." The older brother stood up, carrying a machete. "I'll lead the way."

He pushed open the door.

The room was decorated festively. Red candles, a red bed, and red "double happiness" characters. Lying on the bed was a woman in a wedding dress, covered with a red veil.

"What kind of place is this?" the older brother frowned.

He walked over, intending to use a knife to lift the red veil.

"Don't touch it!" Zhou Lang shouted.

late.

The moment the elder brother's knife touched the veil, the woman on the bed suddenly sat up. The red veil fell off, revealing a face without features.

"My lord, you've come," the woman said, her voice sweet and charming.

The older brother was stunned.

The woman reached out and hugged the older man.

"Ah!" the older brother screamed.

His body began to melt, and his flesh and blood were absorbed by the woman.

"Help me!" he cried, reaching out his hand toward the door.

Zhou Lang pulled the chainsaw and rushed in, hacking at the woman.

The woman turned her head, and a gaping maw appeared on her featureless face as she bit down on the teeth of the chainsaw.

Crunch, crunch.

The chainsaw chain was bitten off.

Zhou Lang decisively abandoned the saw and retreated.

"Close the door!" he shouted.

Zhao Qiang and Han Yingying worked together to slam the door shut.

From inside the door came the eldest brother's agonizing screams and the sound of bones being chewed. A few seconds later, the sounds stopped.

Outside the door, everyone's faces were pale.

"Big Brother... is he dead?" Lin Xiao asked, trembling.

"She was dismembered," Zhou Lang said. "That woman was a three-star ghost, the 'Ghost Marriage Vengeful Woman'."

"What do we do now?" The older woman's voice trembled. "The team leader is dead."

"I'll lead the team," Zhou Lang said. "Now, listen to me."

No one objected. The death of their elder brother had deeply shocked them.

"We can't just wander around this inn," Zhou Lang said. "Every room is haunted. We need to find the Ghost King's true form."

"How do we find it?" Zhao Qiang asked.

"Find the sewers," Zhou Lang said. "The intelligence mentioned that after the Ghost King died, his body was dismembered and flushed into the sewers. Since it controls the inn, it must be connected to the sewers."

They searched along the corridor. Room number five, room number six... every room had a talisman pasted on its door.

"Here," Han Yingying pointed to an iron fence at the end of the corridor.

Below the iron fence was a dark sewer.

Zhou Lang took out an oil lamp and shone it in the sewer. Black sewage flowed in the sewer, emitting a foul stench.

"Let's go down and take a look," Zhou Lang said.

He pried open the iron fence and jumped down. Zhao Qiang and Han Yingying followed closely behind.

The mature woman, the cute girl, and Lin Xiao hesitated on the other side.

"It stinks down there." The mature woman covered her nose.

"If you don't go down, stay up here and wait to die." Zhou Lang's voice came from below.

The mature woman gritted her teeth and jumped. The cute girl grabbed Lin Xiao, saying, "Sister Xiao, let's go together." The two of them jumped down as well.

The sewer was spacious enough for three people to walk side by side. The walls were covered with moss, and water droplets dripped down continuously.

"Be careful, there are probably water ghosts here," Zhou Lang warned.

After walking for a while, a fork in the road appeared ahead.

"Which way?" Zhao Qiang asked.

Zhou Lang took out a compass. The pointer pointed to the left.

"left."

They entered the passage on the left.

Suddenly, the mature woman stopped in her tracks.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xiao asked.

The mature woman didn't answer. Her eyes lit up as she looked at Zhao Qiang.

"Zhao Qiang, go ahead and scout ahead," she said sweetly.

Zhao Qiang, his eyes glazed over, nodded and walked forward.

"What are you doing!" Zhou Lang grabbed Zhao Qiang.

"I...I'll go scout ahead," Zhao Qiang said.

"She's been bewitched." Zhou Lang looked coldly at the mature woman. "You want him to go and die?"

The mature woman's expression changed: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Your skill is charm," Zhou Lang said. "You want someone else to take the blame for you. You used it on the corpse demon on the second floor just now."

"So what?" The mature woman decided to throw away her pretense. "The death rate in this dungeon is so high. If I don't find a scapegoat, am I supposed to just wait to die?"

"If you're looking for a scapegoat, don't look for my teammates," Zhou Lang said.

"Hmph, you think you can protect them?" the mature woman sneered. "This sewer is full of monsters; you're all going to die sooner or later."

Before the words were even finished, the water in the sewer suddenly churned.

Several pale hands emerged from the water and grabbed the older woman's ankles.

"Ah!" the mature woman screamed, "Help me!"

She looked at the cute girl: "Little sister, give me a hand!"

The cute girl stood still, without moving.

The water monster was incredibly strong; it dragged the older woman's legs into the water, its fingernails scratching deep marks into the moss.

"Zhou Lang! Save me! I have money, I'll give you something cunning!" she shouted.