My vampire princess wants to repay a debt of gratitude.

The screen was already packed with people, who seemed to be controlled by the stitched-together dolls, their expressions blank and their eyes filled with confusion as they stared ahead.

Why aren't you two coming in?

The stitched doll stared at Lin Mo and Ye Zimo, its tiny hands reaching out through the screen, trying to grab them.

Ye Zimo put down the jelly, her expression unchanged.

When the stitched doll touched Lin Mo's hand, its power was not absorbed by Lin Mo; instead, it directly dragged him and Ye Zimo into the castle.

Or rather, the movie theater has been transformed into a castle.

A gray mist shrouded the surroundings.

Only when you're there in person do you realize how big the castle is; this small garden alone could probably accommodate more than 200 people.

The withered roses in the garden miraculously returned to their most vibrant state, as if time had reversed, and the swathes of red roses adorned the garden with an eerie beauty.

Lin Mo nervously grabbed Ye Zimo's hand.

With the arrival of the two, the previously sluggish crowd seemed to regain their senses.

They became extremely tense and fearful.

"Where is this place?"

How did we get here?

"This is from a movie!"

Amidst fear and murmurs, the opening music of the film played again.

The stitched-up doll stood in front of everyone and said, "Come in, all of you, play with me, play with me."

Immediately, the men and women in the front row whose hands she was holding twisted their arms noticeably, as if she wanted to tear their hands off, and the sewn doll's expression became very excited.

Chapter 166 The Game of Hide and Seek

The person whose arm was twisted cried out in pain and tried to struggle and fight back, attacking her with their other hand.

However, the next second, their limbs were separated from their bodies, and their heads and torsos were also separated.

The sewn-up doll made a giggling sound.

Everyone was stunned by what they saw.

The piercing screams rang out again, and the crowd retreated in panic, with most choosing to flee.

Many people were so frightened that they wet their pants and collapsed to the ground.

The two people whose limbs were severed were not dead; they seemed to be still alive, with their mouths open and emitting hoarse cries.

The scene was absurd and bizarre, sending chills down one's spine.

Lin Mo swallowed hard: "What the hell is this?"

The pale face of the stitched-up doll suddenly appeared before Lin Mo's eyes.

"Hehehe, since everyone has run away, let's play hide-and-seek. I'll count to 10 and then I'll come and catch you, hehehe."

The doll covered its eyes with its tiny, stitched hands and hung upside down on a tall goddess sculpture in the garden, like a spider.

Her hair hung upside down in mid-air, like a black waterfall, growing wildly.

她稚嫩的声音数道：“1、2、3、4、5…”

Should we hide?

Lin Mo looked at Ye Zimo, who was still studying the two men and women whose bodies had been split apart, yet whose mouths were still screaming incessantly.

She pieced their bodies together like building blocks.

The man and woman were surprisingly still alive. They looked at each other in disbelief, even though their bodies had just been torn apart.

"What exactly is going on?"

Lin Mo asked.

"Hallucination".

Ye Zimo said slowly.

"A hallucination? A demonic creature that can create illusions? Should we report it to the Demon Alliance?"

Lin Mo's first thought was to report it, after all, the Demon Alliance was the one who cleaned up the Tianhe Curse incident.

Ye Zimo shook her head: "The Demon Alliance won't interfere."

As long as no one dies, the Demon Alliance really won't interfere. Lin Mo remembered this principle, which was also the reason why Su Qianqian had been able to suppress her qi for a long time without being arrested.

"Wouldn't she scare people to death like that? I reckon these people will be traumatized when they go back."

Lin Mo complained.

"When you first touched her body, did you absorb any of her power?"

Ye Zimo asked.

"No, I feel like she doesn't have any power."

Lin Mo recalled it seriously.

"She's just a toy; her power comes from elsewhere."

Ye Zimo nodded slightly, looked up, and saw the excited face of the sewn-up doll.

"I've found you."

The stitched doll was about to jump onto Ye Zimo and tear off her hand, but it was thrown away by a force.

Ye Zimo looked at her calmly. She had fallen quite hard; her head had even broken off.

She got up from the ground, dusted herself off, walked to the head, picked it up, put it on her neck, and glanced at Ye Zimo cautiously.

"This is pointless, I'm going to find someone else."

Then, she appeared behind Lin Mo's neck like a spider, coiling her entire body around his shoulder and letting out a chilling, gurgling laugh.

She twisted Lin Mo's neck with her small hands, hoping to wring his head off.

Even though she used all her strength, including kicking her back with her legs, she still couldn't twist Lin Mo's neck off.

Lin Mo felt a slight itch on his neck and sensed the girl twisting his head, which terrified him.

After all, she had just torn off the heads of two people, although Ye Zimo had pieced them back together, which was very strange.

But Lin Mo still felt inexplicably terrified.

He stiffly turned his head to look at the stitched-up doll.

The doll's face was already flushed red from being stitched up.

She seemed to want to try again, her veins bulging as she pulled at Lin Mo's head with all her might, like pulling up a radish.

But Lin Mo's head remained completely still, its connection to his neck extremely secure.

"Oh...did you not use enough force?"

Lin Mo's initial fear was replaced by a strange emotion.

"Wow--"

The sewn-up doll emitted a piercing cry, so loud it nearly killed Lin Mo on the spot.

After all, his hearing is already far beyond that of ordinary people, so this kind of sound, which is like ultrasound to normal people, is just noise to him.

Lin Mo covered his ears, and the roaring girl turned her head, this time aiming at his arm, hoping to tear it off.

Her eyes shone with determination. She used all her strength, and sweat poured from her head, but she still couldn't tear Lin Mo's arm apart.

How can it be?

The stitched-up doll began to question her existence. She could easily tear anyone apart, so why did she suffer such a crushing defeat after encountering this human?

The sewn-up doll, defying all superstition, climbed down Lin Mo's body, wanting to see if its legs could be removed.

Lin Mo nervously squeezed her legs together: "That's enough, I'm going to lose my temper."

The sewn-up doll paused for a moment, then grinned and let out a giggle.

"I've found your weakness."

The stitched doll reached out its hand, about to attack Lin Mo's vitals, but Lin Mo slapped it away.

"I'll get angry if I tell you."

Lin Mo said, blushing.

The sewn-up doll was photographed in a rose garden, pressing out a human-shaped indentation, and many rose petals fell and scattered, covering the girl's body.

The sewn-up doll has a very enjoyable expression, as if it is enjoying being pricked by the thorns on the rose branch.

Instead of rushing to her feet to attack Lin Mo, she rolled around in the flowerbed, a happy smile on her face.

It wasn't until she noticed Lin Mo and Ye Zimo's gazes that she suddenly remembered she was still playing hide-and-seek.

"Hmph, you two are no fun. I'm going to find someone else to play with."

The sewn-up doll jumped up and landed on the rose garden like a light butterfly.

She plans to capture other people in the castle. Those she captures will likely be split into several parts, just like the men and women before her.

Lin Mo stood in front of her.

"?"

The girl looked warily at the human whose body was inseparable from hers.

"Release us all, or I won't be polite."

Lin Mo mainly didn't want these couples to be scared crazy. The couple whose bodies Ye Zimo had just caught were clearly not in a good mental state. First, they screamed wildly, then they hugged each other, bumped their heads, and fainted.

Although Lin Mo thought fainting was a good way to escape reality, doing so when facing danger was clearly unwise.

"Giggle."

The stitched-up doll smiled, and then its stitched body tore apart and flew in all directions.