"So big?"
The red-clothed ghost in the refrigerator left
Chen Ge had encountered plenty of red-clothed ghosts before, but one this massive was a first.
"Ugliest red-clothed ghost I've ever seen." Working in a haunted house, Chen Ge often applied grotesque makeup, so he had a high tolerance for terrifying appearances. Even so, the moment he laid eyes on the red-clothed ghost in the kitchen, he looked away immediately.
Simple terror and ugliness couldn't begin to describe the woman. A basketball-sized head bore a sickly expression, and her enormous body radiated blood-red fog. Even from a considerable distance, a foul stench reached his nostrils.
Chen Ge pulled his gaze back and didn't dare look over again. This red-clothed ghost, hideous to the extreme, felt incredibly dangerous — she was likely on the same level as the well-jumping female ghost from Living
In other words, this red-clothed ghost could single-handedly sustain a three-star horror scenario.
"Liwan Town itself is a three-and-a-half-star difficulty task. Setting aside the impact of the door losing control, this monster is probably the strongest red-clothed ghost in all of Liwan Town. No wonder the restaurant was set up right in the town center." His mind raced at full speed while his legs didn't slow in the slightest. In the blink of an eye, he had reached the door of Room One.
He grabbed the door handle. Before he could make any other move, a head trailing countless blood threads hurtled toward him from the distance.
Its eyes were scarlet, drowned in rage. The creature was determined to kill Chen Ge!
He called out to
The wooden door groaned and creaked. The headless female ghost halted her assault on Chen Ge, and her head drifted back into her own arms, dragged along by the blood threads.
"Is this like flying a kite or what?" Chen Ge seized the opportunity to sprint backward. The two red-clothed ghosts had successfully met. His objective was achieved. Now there was only one thing left to do.
Focusing his attention, Chen Ge turned his gaze inward.
"
"Zhang Ya? Can you hear my voice?"
"Zhang Ya? I found you lots of delicious food!"
"Sis? Wake up! Time to eat!"
Just moments ago, facing a red-clothed ghost without so much as a change in expression or heartbeat, Chen Ge now felt cold sweat slowly forming on his forehead.
If ninety-nine percent of the combat strength among the four passengers resided in Chen Ge himself, then ninety-nine percent of Chen Ge's own confidence came from Zhang Ya.
A red-clothed ghost capable of single-handedly sustaining a three-star scenario was far beyond what Xu Yin could handle. Even with