Chapter 347: Should I Trust Her, a Dirty Thing Mixed In

A few minutes later.

Listening to Feng Yuhuai's steady breathing, Zhang Liyou suddenly opened her eyes, her blood-red pupils staring fixedly at the stark white wall before her; her five fingers clutched the phone inside the quilt, her knuckles turning the same color as the wall.

On the phone screen was a string of numbers, a number Feng Yuhuai was extremely familiar with—the Patrol Bureau's alarm number.

The number had already been entered; only the dial button remained to be pressed, but Zhang Liyou's index finger stiffened as if drained of blood, unable to complete this simple action for a long time.

"I didn't see Feng Yuhuai kill anyone; I only saw Xiao Juan and Yazhi grow heads from her body. Even if I reported it, would anyone believe me?"

Zhang Liyou's mind was in utter chaos. She was just a normal high school student; the most extraordinary thing she normally encountered was Martial Dao, and at most she had seen some pictures and rumors of E Corpses and Curse of the Evil Sacrifice on the internet.

She hadn't prepared herself psychologically to encounter Qiyi events up close in reality, let alone that this Qiyi was her close friend she lived with day and night, sleeping in the same bedroom.

Simply too stimulating.

Zhang Liyou's current feeling was not much different from when Feng Yuhuai just wanted to go home that day but ended up being taken to the Black Clinic for open-chest surgery.

At this moment, her brain hadn't completely crashed into a blank; she could still remain clear-headed, maintain basic thinking, and not let fear take over her instincts to scream, which was enough to prove her psychological quality and adaptability were extremely excellent.

It was no exaggeration to say she far exceeded 99% of high school students in Lower City, and even 99% of adults in Lower City.

"No, can't report it. Feng Yuhuai won't admit it, and I'll be exposed too. By then..."

Zhang Liyou stared at the stark white wall, but her eyes vaguely reflected the terrifying scene of her own face growing out of Feng Yuhuai's body. She suddenly shivered:

"And, if I remember correctly, Feng Yuhuai mentioned before that her father is from the Patrol Bureau, seemingly in charge of investigating the serial murder cases at the School?!"

Zhang Liyou's scalp went numb instantly, and a terrifying thought surfaced in her mind:

"I remember Feng Yuhuai mentioning that her father loves her very, very, very much, so..."

Zhang Liyou's fingers trembled slightly. She slowly pulled the phone out from under the quilt, two lines of crystal tears silently sliding down her face. Her fingertips lightly traced the screen, deleting the entered numbers one by one.

"Can't trust the Patrol Bureau. Then who can I turn to? Seek help from the School, or from teachers and parents? Or..."

Zhang Liyou's heart was filled with confusion. She lacked experience dealing with such Qiyi events, and the School's education had never covered such content. She racked her brains thinking.

In the dormitory, Cui Cui's intermittent teeth-grinding sounded especially harsh. Previously Zhang Liyou found the sound somewhat annoying, but tonight, in this deathly silence, it became her only sense of security.

Listening to the teeth-grinding, she put down the phone and gently wiped away the tears on her face with the quilt. She bit her bloodless lips tightly, silently shouting in her heart:

"Silly Cui Cui is still asleep. Do you know Xiao Juan is gone? Only the two of us are left. I will definitely find a way to protect you, and I will definitely rescue Xiao Juan and Yazhi from Feng Yuhuai's monster body!!!"

A long night passed. Upper City's butt lit up on time, casting cold light, dispelling the darkness shrouding Lower City.

Feng Yuhuai slept soundly. Upon opening her eyes, she saw Cui Cui sitting angrily at her bedside, the latter frowning slightly, looking down at her, forehead almost touching her nose.

"Cui Cui? What are you doing?" Feng Yuhuai's voice carried the sweetness and gentleness of just waking up.

Zhang Liyou woke up groggily, not remembering when she fell asleep. As she turned over, she saw Cui Cui sitting at Feng Yuhuai's bedside. She instantly woke up, her heart leaping to her throat.

"You three went out to play last night without me, huh? Do you three have little secrets behind my back?"

Cui Cui glared angrily and couldn't help but pinch Feng Yuhuai's collagen-filled cheeks.

Feng Yuhuai was slightly stunned. Her beautiful eyes locked onto Cui Cui's cute big eyes, and she asked doubtfully, "The three of us?"

Cui Cui snorted: "Yes. I woke up last night, and you, Xiao Juan, and Zhang Liyou weren't in the quilts. Where did you go?"

Zhang Liyou felt a chill rise from her spine. Although Cui Cui's body blocked Feng Yuhuai's line of sight, she had a strong feeling that a gloomy gaze was staring fixedly at her, making her shudder.

"Strange. Has Xiao Juan not come back, or did she wake up and go out again?"

While speaking, Cui Cui suddenly turned her head and glanced at Xiao Juan's bed. The quilt on the bed was still kicked open, with no sign of anyone.

Zhang Liyou let out a long yawn, then got out of bed and casually picked up a roll of tissue from the bedside.

She lightly covered her stomach, her expression slightly panicked, and hurriedly walked out of the dormitory:

"Xiao Juan probably went to the restroom. When I got up to pee last night, I found our dormitory's toilet was clogged again. It must be you, Cui Cui, throwing tissues into the toilet again and clogging it."

Cui Cui was interrupted, her face turning red instantly. She jumped off the bed, laughing and scolding, not even having time to put on her slippers, and chased after Zhang Liyou out the door.

Feng Yuhuai wore a gentle smile on her face from beginning to end. Only after Cui Cui and Zhang Liyou rushed out of the dormitory one after another did the smile on her face suddenly turn cold.

She gently lifted the quilt, got out of bed and put on her slippers, then pushed open the restroom door.

She walked in, lifted the toilet lid, and frowned slightly, scrutinizing the toilet that couldn't be flushed due to blockage.

Then she turned around, her gaze penetrating the restroom door toward the direction outside. Her eyes flickered between black and coils for an instant.

Feng Yuhuai muttered to herself, asking in a voice only she could hear:

"Do you think Liyou is lying? Should I believe Liyou? Hehe—"

【You slowly awaken from your selfless Cultivation.】

【Seven Killing Fist Flesh Third Solution Proficiency increased by 21 points.】

【Seven Killing Fist Flesh Second Solution Proficiency also increased by 21 points.】

【Soul Chasing Step · Flesh Third Solution Proficiency increased by 16 points.】

【Your younger sister Feng Yuhuai had a late-night snack while you were sound asleep. Dish name: close friend Xiao Juan. She has degenerated deeply on the evil path.】

【She both hates you and is grateful to you!】

【Your Evil Index ↑, Game Inheritance Degree ↑】

【Soul Chasing Step · Flesh Second Solution Proficiency increased by 16 points.】

【Ghost Armor Skin Changing Technique Flesh Third Solution Proficiency increased by 67 points】

Feng Mu slowly opened his eyes. He was supposed to report to the Patrol Bureau for duty this morning. He habitually glanced at the Subtitle Record first, then slightly raised his eyebrows:

"Huh, seems like some strange Dirty Thing has mixed in?!"

(End of Chapter)