bullyxtreme Chapter 147 The Haunted House 8
Chapter 147 The Haunted House 8
Lin Ruo and Shen Ying walked quickly to the box, picked up the ancient books one by one, and carefully stuffed them into their backpacks.
After all the ancient books were safely stored away, the three exchanged a knowing glance, then back to back, they slowly made their way toward the stairs, their eyes scanning their surroundings warily.
The black ghost hand on the wall kept reaching out, trying to attack the three of them, but it hesitated because it was afraid of the light of the magic weapon.
The three climbed the stairs, where black, ghostly hands loomed menacingly on the walls.
Shen Ying looked at the black ghost hands and swallowed hard. Suddenly, a strong force wrapped around her ankle. She subconsciously looked down, but before she could see what it was, she was instantly dragged into darkness and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Lin Ruo and Chu Feng snapped back to reality, their eyes filled with panic. They ran wildly in the direction Shen Ying had been dragged away, but the thing that had dragged Shen Ying away was incredibly fast, and soon Shen Ying disappeared into the darkness.
Shen Ying flailed her arms wildly, her nails digging into the ground, her legs kicking desperately, trying to break free from the unidentified object that coiled around her ankles like a python. Cold sweat soaked her back; each struggle seemed futile, and despair overwhelmed her like a tidal wave. Just as her strength waned and her eyes reddened, the restraints suddenly loosened. At the same time, a sharp, piercing scream, filled with pain, erupted from the depths of darkness, sending chills down Shen Ying's spine. She collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, looking around in shock.
Shen Ying was dragged rapidly through the darkness by a powerful force. The sand and gravel on the ground scraped her palms. She desperately clawed at the ground with both hands and kicked wildly with her feet, struggling with all her might to try to break free from the unknown object that was tightly wrapped around her feet like a python.
However, the thing was extremely powerful, and just when she felt desperate, the force binding her feet suddenly loosened.
At the same time, a sharp, piercing scream filled with pain suddenly rang out from the depths of darkness, a sound that sent chills down Shen Ying's spine.
Shen Ying used both hands and feet to prop herself up, quickly took out a talisman from her bag, and held it tightly in her hand.
She spread her legs slightly apart, adopting a defensive posture, and scanned her surroundings warily.
A moment later, the screams stopped abruptly, and darkness, like thick ink, enveloped Shen Ying tightly.
There was complete silence all around, except for the sound of her rapid and heavy breathing.
Large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, tracing the bloody scratches on her cheeks from the struggle, and causing a slight stinging pain from the wounds, like being pricked by sharp needles.
At this moment, Shen Ying was on high alert, her whole body tense, like a hedgehog.
In the pure darkness, a soft golden light appeared in front of Shen Ying. At first, it was like the light of a firefly. Then, the faint light gradually extended and spread, slowly illuminating the entire space.
Shen Ying's eyes trembled slightly as she stared intently at the man in the light. He had snow-white hair, deep blue eyes, handsome features, a tall and slender figure, and wore a white robe that was even more pristine than snow, exuding an extraordinary air.
Although the other person looked like an immortal, Shen Ying wasn't foolish enough to think he was an ordinary person.
She cautiously stepped back, unconsciously tightening her grip on the talisman in her hand.
The man slowly walked over, stopping only when he was a meter away from Shen Ying. His face was cold, but his eyes held a hint of tenderness as he spoke softly, "My name is Murong Xiangxun, and I am the owner of this house."
Shen Ying was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant and immediately perked up. He was the villain, Murong Xiangxun!
"You're injured." Murong Xiangxun's gaze fell on Shen Ying's wounds, which he found glaring. He suddenly felt that it was too easy for that guy to be destroyed so quickly.
Shen Ying slowly lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on her hands and arms, which were covered with shocking abrasions, left from when she had just been dragged.
She frowned slightly, the stinging sensation like needles piercing her skin, not just at the wound, but her whole body ached.
Murong Xiangxun said softly, "Come with me, I'll take you away from here."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled Shen Ying into his arms.
Shen Ying's eyes widened suddenly, her mind went blank for a moment, and she was so shocked by this sudden action that she couldn't react.
When she came to her senses, the two of them were already in a simple and elegant room.
Murong Xiangxun gently pulled Shen Ying over, gesturing for her to sit on the edge of the bed. He then sat down beside her, gently picking up the ointment to treat her abrasions.
Seeing this, Shen Ying quickly waved her hand, her face showing some restraint and distance, and said, "Thank you, no need, I can do it myself."
Murong Xiangxun paused slightly, then gently handed the ointment to Shen Ying, a smile playing on his lips, and replied, "Okay."
The moment he finished speaking, a barely perceptible hint of regret flashed across his eyes, disappearing in an instant.
After watching Shen Ying treat her wound herself, Murong Xiangxun asked her, "Is there anything else that's bothering you?"
Shen Ying shook her head: "No." In fact, she was sore all over.
Murong Xiangxun sighed helplessly, his eyes filled with an all-knowing look, and said softly, "You're lying."
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Xiangxun reached out and took her wrist. Then, he gently placed his other hand on Shen Ying's palm.
In an instant, golden light slowly rose from where the two touched, and a warm current flowed continuously into Shen Ying's body through her palms.
The unbearable soreness that had been lingering over Shen Ying gradually dissipated, allowing her to breathe a sigh of relief.
Shen Ying slowly withdrew her hand, the events that had just occurred flashing through her mind. She looked at Murong Xiangxun and asked softly, "Just now in the darkness, it was you who saved me, wasn't it?"
Murong Xiangxun nodded slightly in response.
Shen Ying looked grateful and said sincerely, "Thank you! If there's anything I can do, please let me know, and I will do my best to help."
Murong Xiangxun leaned forward slightly, his gaze fixed intently on Shen Ying: "Really, you'll do anything?"
Shen Ying was taken aback, and after a moment's thought, she replied, "Anything is fine except for things that are morally reprehensible."
Murong Xiangxun smiled slightly: "Stay and keep me company."
Shen Ying was somewhat surprised by the other party's request. Although she was happy to stay by his side because of the mission, the fact that he took the initiative to make such a request still piqued her curiosity.
So she asked, "Why?"
Murong Xiangxun sighed softly, his eyes filled with loneliness, and said in a low voice, "I am a lonely ghost who has spent many years on my own. Now, I need you to stay and keep me company."
Shen Ying didn't notice the emphasis he placed on "you," and simply assumed that he wanted her to stay because he was too lonely.
It makes sense when you think about it. Put yourself in his shoes. If you were him, having been a ghost for so many years, all alone, you would also want someone to keep you company.