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Fang Shanshan had never been in such a dark space before. She curled up in the corner, afraid to move. The air was filled with an unpleasant odor, not the smell of mildew or dampness, but a nauseating stench of rotting garbage.
At that moment, she fainted from fear. When she woke up, she found herself lying on a slick ground. The darkness felt like an endless swamp, slowly swallowing her strength and patience.
She screamed in desperation, groping in the dark for a way out. Her fingers brushed against someone, and hope surged within her as she asked, "Who are you? Please help me..."
"Hahaha~ just enjoy the wonderful feeling of being in the dark!" The voice belonged to a woman who laughed maniacally. Fang Shanshan struggled to see the woman's face, but it was futile!
"Want to see me? Dream on! I want you dead!!"
"Who are you? I have no grievances with you; why do you want to harm me?"
"I don't need a reason to want you dead." The woman's cold, chilling tone crushed any hope Fang Shanshan had left. It felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, trembling all over from the cold.
The woman tossed a package at her face and opened a heavy door. The door creaked ominously, likely warped from years of dampness, and a gust of fresh air rushed in for just a moment before it vanished, leaving the woman gone without looking back.
The room was cold. Fang Shanshan fumbled around for a long time before finally adapting to her surroundings. She could barely make out the mottled walls, occasionally hearing squeaks coming from the corners.
The squeaking sounded sharp and piercing, as if mocking her. Fang Shanshan felt like crying without tears, silently repeating Han Ming's name in her mind.
The suffocating silence nearly drove her insane. After some time, she realized she couldn't continue like this. Crying and shouting would only drain her energy. She told herself to be strong; Han Ming and Xiao Qiang would surely find a way to look for her.
Fang Shanshan recalled where things had gone wrong—she had entered an apartment that required authorization. How did the monster that attacked her get inside? She struggled to remember what happened in the bathroom.
The locked bathroom door suddenly opened silently. While she was showering, she thought it was Nair entering and called out in confusion, "Nair?"
The doorway was quiet; it felt as if the door had been blown open by the wind. She called again, "Nair?"
The entrance remained empty until Fang Shanshan hurriedly wrapped herself in a towel. Suddenly, a woman appeared at the door. The woman's pale face bore an air of mischief, exuding an alluring aura.
Fang Shanshan clutched her towel tightly, her eyes wide with shock as she stammered, "You..." Before she could finish her sentence, the woman reached out with five fingers and lunged at her menacingly. Instinctively retreating, Fang Shanshan's back hit the still-steamy wall as those writhing fingers coiled around her like a serpent...
Fang Shanshan collapsed helplessly on the ground, utterly unaware of what kind of monster had taken her here.
Waiting in the dark was excruciating—loneliness and fear consumed her willpower. Various assumptions and fears began to overwhelm her emotions; gradually, she became unstable. She screamed in frustration until exhaustion took over, curling up in the corner while desperately hoping for a miracle to appear.
Fang Shanshan had no idea where she was, whether it was day or night. She felt hungry, thirsty, and tired, enduring it all in a state of unconsciousness.
The items the woman had thrown down were a pile of tattered clothes. Wrapping them around herself haphazardly, she still felt cold. She sensed her body heat slowly slipping away, her mind blank, unable to think or care.
The squeaking creature initially kept its distance, propping up its hind legs and blinking its small, dark eyes, staring intently at her.
Fang Shanshan did not know that this creature was called a rat.
Seeing her unmoving, the rat slowly approached, climbing onto her body before finally sinking its sharp teeth into her.
In her slumber, Fang Shanshan was jolted awake by the pain of the bite, screaming, “Ah…”
Startled, the audacious rats squeaked in chaos and hurriedly scurried away.
The rat had bitten her finger; she cried out in pain, tears welling up in her eyes again. Clutching her left hand with her right, she stared forlornly at the closed door in the darkness.
The heavy door finally creaked open. The Monster Woman seemed to squeeze through the crack and suddenly appeared before Fang Shanshan.
The woman's cold gaze swept over Fang Shanshan, who had been suffering in the dark and was now looking utterly disheveled.
“Hahaha, you can complain now.”
Fang Shanshan trembled on her legs, glaring at the woman whose features were hard to discern in the darkness.
“What do you want from me?”
“Not bad, you can still curse.” The woman suddenly leaned closer to Fang Shanshan, a foul odor wafting toward her as the woman extended her tongue…
Fang Shanshan couldn't evade it; the cold, slimy tongue moved freely across her face… She reached out to pull it away while cursing loudly, “Devil!” The tongue left behind a sticky residue that made her feel nauseous, but she couldn't vomit anything since she hadn't eaten for a day and a night.
Xiao Qiang had indeed found the right place; he stepped into the dark room described by the Old Beggar. However, he discovered it was an empty, dilapidated house on the verge of collapse.
Yet he had a strong premonition that Fang Shanshan was not far from here. He moved cautiously through the crumbling house, listening intently to the sounds around him!
Dust swirled down from above, and Fang Shanshan felt its presence. In that moment, she seemed to understand that she was in a basement.
Just as Fang Shanshan was about to scream, the Monster Woman's tongue suddenly shot into her mouth...
Gagging... nauseating!!!
With a loud crash, Xiao Qiang, like an iron tower, suddenly appeared at the basement door. He kicked the door open, and a piercing light flooded into the dark basement.
Plum Blossom Rain glared at Xiao Qiang with venomous eyes. Retracting her tongue with a swift motion, she said word by word, "Let's make a trade!"
Fang Shanshan felt sick. Her face twisted in agony as she retched uncontrollably, unable to speak.
"You don't deserve to talk to me," Xiao Qiang declared, flicking his fingers as a dagger shot forward with lethal intent towards Plum Blossom Rain. It moved like the wind, carrying a chilling aura aimed at the malicious Plum Blossom Rain.
Desperate, she extended her fingers again to control Fang Shanshan. "Hahaha, look! I can treat her very well."
Xiao Qiang hesitated for Fang Shanshan's sake and halted his steps. "You wicked woman, you don't deserve to wear human skin." With that, he vanished in a flash like a whirlwind.
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