Chapter 88: Anomaly

The pitch-black night, an empty corridor, crimson lanterns on both sides swaying without wind. This book is first published on Du Xiao Shuo Xuan Tian Tian Kan Xiao Shuo, 🆃🆃🅺. 🆃🆆 super worry-free, providing you with a reading experience of error-free chapters and no out-of-order chapters.

Two shadowy figures prowled like ghosts.

Until they arrived at the "Ten Thousand Buddha Hall"—

The Ten Thousand Buddha Hall's halls rose high, like a massive dark beast, eaves corners flying upward, the angles of a giant beast's raised head.

The dark copper-colored bricks and tiles gleamed coldly in the twilight, as if plated with a layer of rusted blood.

The two vermilion-lacquered hall doors were half-closed, the door rings cast into solemn beast heads, faded sutra banners clenched between their fangs.

When the night wind swept past, the entire hall would emit a whimpering hum, as if countless Buddhas were chanting sutras at once, or as if some enormous beast were snoring.

The Lianlang seemed to lead to a side door of the "Ten Thousand Buddha Hall," likewise coated in somewhat faded vermilion lacquer.

Before the door, the sweeping monk stopped his broom, stared at Xiong Lihui without turning his head, and stretched out a hand, saying:

"Junior brother… please."

Hearing this, Xiong Lihui did not move. The monk before him had a neck that already looked somewhat twisted from turning his head to look behind him for so long.

This bizarre scene made him dare not continue following the monk no matter what.

Moreover… Xiong Lihui tightened his grip on the Xiangmo Chu, the corner of his eye glancing toward the other side of the side door,

That was an exit from the Lianlang!

Suddenly, a clumsy smile appeared on Xiong Lihui's face, and he said to the sweeping monk:

"Um, this senior brother, I just suddenly remembered I have something to do, how about…"

While speaking, he had already shuffled toward that side.

woc!!

But what he hadn't expected was that at this moment, the sweeping monk's head and neck suddenly stretched like rubber!

It forcibly blocked itself in front of Xiong Lihui.

"What's wrong… junior brother?"

He… no, it!

From its now elongated mouth came a strange gurgling sound, as if even its throat had undergone some deformation!

Xiong Lihui was so frightened his legs trembled, but the exit was right before his eyes, so he gritted his teeth and swung the Xiangmo Chu,

wanting to strike at this elongated, bizarre head!

But just as Xiong Lihui raised the Xiangmo Chu, it seemed to sense his movement, and immediately let out a strange roar,

In the next instant, its entire body's clothing tore open, revealing the withered frame beneath!

The withered frame kept stretching, and in the blink of an eye became a Guaishou pressed against the ceiling of the Lianlang!

Its bamboo-whip-like elongated arm swept Xiong Lihui flying.

When Xiong Lihui got up again, the Guaishou had already blocked the entire corridor, and he had no chance of getting near the exit.

Although Xiong Lihui was terrified inside, seeing the exit blocked now, his eyes immediately reddened.

Before entering the Isolation Zone, he had actually been a property security guard, and the kind who had studied martial arts and trained his body.

His courage was already several times that of an ordinary person, and now driven to desperation, he actually let out an angry shout,

and charged at the monk who had become a Guaishou!

"I'll fight you to the death!" Xiong Lihui's eyes bulged with fury.

But he was ready to fight to the death, while the people listening in the Quiet Room grew anxious.

Foolish! Ding Mo cursed inwardly.

Without knowing the enemy's intel, charging in rashly—wasn't that just blindly throwing yourself at it?

Zhu Dechang also immediately shouted to dissuade him:

"Xiong Lihui! Don't act, stay calm!"

But Xiong Lihui was already blinded by rage and couldn't care about so much. Wielding the Xiangmo Chu, he looked every bit like a "Vajra" as he charged in to kill!

But for some unknown reason, he had only taken two steps when something seemed to suddenly appear on the previously clean, empty corridor floor,

and tripped him.

Xiong Lihui immediately stumbled, his charge forcibly halted.

And at the same moment,

An incomparably fierce gust of wind swept across the top of Xiong Lihui's head! Just sweeping past, it shaved off his hair in an instant!

Boom—!

A huge roar sounded. Xiong Lihui blankly touched his now balding hairstyle, the blood from his broken scalp flowing down his forehead,

then turned to look at the side of the corridor,

There, a solid wooden pillar thick enough for one person to embrace had snapped clean in two. As if it had been violently rammed by a heavy truck!

Xiong Lihui's face went pale, cold sweat continuously seeping from his back.

He turned his head back, looked at the thin, withered monk before him who had retracted his arm, and the fury from earlier was no longer in his heart.

What desperation? The premise was that you were jumping a wall, not a bottomless cliff!

That attack just now, which he hadn't even seen clearly, if it had truly landed on his body, his head would have long since become a shattered watermelon!

When this thought popped into his mind, Xiong Lihui turned around and fled without looking back.

The thin, elongated monk saw this, let out a shriek, and gave chase.

The two figures quickly disappeared from this place.

Only no one noticed that on the corridor opposite this spot, there was still another shadowy figure present.

Seeing them leave, this shadowy figure stirred, and faintly seemed to chant a Buddhist name.

Speaking of the Quiet Room,

In the afternoon, pale sunlight slipped through the gaps in the window, leaving a dazzling golden patch on the floor.

Everyone only heard rapid breathing alternating with panicked gasps, accompanied by occasional strange roars.

Everyone understood now—Xiong Lihui's resistance had failed, and he was being chased by the Guaishou.

But... at least he wasn't dead!

"Are you okay, Xiong Lihui?" Zhu Dechang asked briefly.

"Can you escape?"

"Ah... ah...!" But all that reached their ears was his panicked screaming.

After a while, and after Zhu Dechang had asked several more times, Xiong Lihui finally cried out in broken, anguished shouts:

"Quick... quick, save me!

"I... can't outrun it... it's... almost catching up!

"Save... me!"

The screams in their ears made everyone's faces grow solemn. Though they only had sound, their minds had already automatically filled in the scene:

On the empty corridor hung with red lanterns, behind Xiong Lihui, who was fleeing desperately, a twisted, monstrous shadow was chasing him in a frenzy. No matter how he dodged, it kept getting closer, closer...

That was a fear no human could escape!

"Save me... save me... save meeeeee!!"

From the void, Xiong Lihui's terrified, anguished screams reached everyone's ears, growing ever more harrowing—the monstrous shadow seemed to be drawing ever nearer!

At a moment like this, time seemed to slow to a crawl...

No! Time really had slowed down!

Within the twisted, translucent light screen, Ding Mo's thoughts raced.

There was no time left, and he could no longer afford to hold back his trump cards! But for now, no danger had appeared on their side, so the problem probably wasn't serious!

"Think—how do you get out of the corridor?" That was all Ding Mo could think. From Xiong Lihui's shift from "resistance" to "fleeing in absolute terror," one thing was already clear.

Namely, Xiong Lihui had run into a Guaishou he simply couldn't overpower—at least not with his weapon.

And he couldn't outrun it either, so their only hope was that once Xiong Lihui left this endless Lianlang, the Guaishou wouldn't keep chasing him.

Which brought the question right back to "how to leave the Lianlang."

But if the answer had been obvious, Xiong Lihui wouldn't have been trapped here so long.

What... should he do?