As long as you have the courage, fierce ghosts go on maternity leave. Chapter 19: It’s just that your damn ears are good, huh?

"Congratulations, you have successfully entered the Ghost Apartnt instance!"

"This ti, you are invited to enter as a guest, with no ti limit, no main quest, no final reward, and you can return at any ti after leaving the dangerous situation.

"A special reminder, the Ghost Apartnt is extrely dangerous. For the sake of guests' safety, please do not walk around randomly. If you, who has no identity, leave the room, you will encounter terrible things."

Damn it!

Looking at the information that erged in his mind, Alexander almost cursed out loud.

There's even a special reminder, it seems that this Ghost Apartnt is not as safe as imagined!

What's even more horrifying is that Alexander didn't appear directly in the room of the female ghost class teacher nad Su Rong.

Instead, he was in a narrow and long corridor.

The corridor was empty, with a room at every interval.

From the rooms, occasionally, a shrill scream or a terrifying roar could be heard, followed by a deathly silence.

Above their heads, the old-fashioned white-woven lamps emitted dim light, flickering from ti to ti.

On the ground, walls, and even the doors of each room, dark red bloodstains were everywhere. So were rusty iron doors, and so were dilapidated wooden doors.

So doorways had a few black plastic bags, not knowing what was inside, emitting a foul sll. A few even had dark red viscous liquid seeping out.

The door closest to Alexander had two skull heads hanging on either side, like lanterns, with dark hollow eyes emitting a faint green glow.

The bloodstained doorplate number read 101.

However, on Alexander's invitation, the female ghost Su Rong's door number was 108.

He had to walk at least a dozen steps forward!

The dim environnt of this corridor was ten or even a hundred tis more terrifying than the vengeful spirit school.

Alexander felt his hair stand on end, wanting to hurry to Su Rong's door as quickly as possible, and hurriedly lifted his foot to take a step.

Step!

As his right foot landed, a crisp sound instantly made Alexander's hair stand on end.

What kind of ghostly floor is this? Sneakers make more noise than high heels on stairs!

Cold sweat started to run down his forehead.

"Ah!"

A sharp scream ca from the room on the left, making Alexander's heart jump.

Fortunately, the scream had just sounded once before and didn't cause any changes.

Suddenly, an idea popped into Alexander's mind.

Perhaps the scream was a cover; as soon as it sounded, he could just move forward!

With that thought, Alexander stopped and waited.

Ti seed to slow down, and Alexander finally experienced the feeling of ti dragging on.

Each extra second brought more danger; who knew if any ghosts would co ho or go out at this mont?

Large beads of sweat kept falling, and finally, with a heart-wrenching scream, Alexander's heart leaped, and he abruptly quickened his pace.

Step! Step!

Walking too fast, he couldn't stop in ti, and two crisp footsteps echoed in the dim corridor.

At least he had arrived at his destination!

"Skin-peeling ghost, is there soone outside? Go check!"

Suddenly, a hoarse female voice ca from a room next door, as if her vocal cords were shredded and replaced with plastic cloth, hoarse and piercing.

A chill instantly rose from the soles of his feet.

"What's there to look at? My skin is worn out again; you'd better sew it up for !" A rough, brutal voice sounded.

"Broken again? It seems like it's ti for a new one. How nice it would be to get a living person, give you a new skin, and have a feast..."

The hoarse voice gradually lowered.

Alexander's scalp tingled, and he hesitated while looking at the door in front of him.

Knocking on the door would undoubtedly make noise.

But not knocking ant waiting for death here!

Biting his teeth, Alexander reached out and gently knocked on the door.

"Skin-peeling ghost, it sounds like soone's knocking on the door!"

Damn, your ears are just too good!

Alexander cursed inwardly, and the man's voice next door sounded again:

"So, it's just that your damn ears are good, huh?"

Damn, a kindred spirit!

This guy's attitude of not ddling is excellent! He should repay him when the opportunity arises.

As this thought crossed his mind, the man's voice sounded again.

"Can't you go and see for yourself? It's embarrassing for to go out with my broken skin!"

You can't take praise!

Alexander's hair was about to stand on end when he heard the woman say:

"I'll go, just give your head!"

Imdiately after, there was a thud, and the woman's voice sounded again:

"How dare you throw my head away so casually! Believe it or not, I'll burn your skin!"

Her voice was getting closer and closer to the door.

It's over!

Alexander's soul was about to escape his body.

"Who's there?"

Just then, a familiar voice ca from the room in front of him.

It was the female ghost head teacher, Su Rong!

Alexander was instantly invigorated, fearing that she might not be at ho.

The doorknobs of both rooms turned almost simultaneously.

Alexander's heart raced at that mont.

Finally, the door in front of him opened, and Su Rong's charming face appeared before Alexander's eyes.

Seeing Alexander, the female ghost Su Rong was slightly startled and imdiately pulled him in.

"A human! A living person!"

A scream rang out, and Alexander turned his head, taking a last glance at the room next door before entering Su Rong's room.

There was a headless female ghost dressed in white.

More precisely, she couldn't be considered headless, as her head was held in her hand, a pair of lifeless eyes staring fixedly at Alexander.

From those eyes, which were as lifeless as a dead person's, Alexander could only see greed.

Bang!

The door was tightly closed, and from outside, a cacophony of noises could be heard.

The entire corridor seed to be boiling, the original silence instantly turning into noise, and the sounds of doors opening rang out one after another.

Now they were in trouble! Alexander's face turned pale.

"Co in, don't worry, there are rules here! They won't dare to ss around!"

Su Rong's reassuring voice rang out, allowing Alexander to breathe a slight sigh of relief.

Subconsciously looking around, it was a very simple living room. On a sowhat old desk were so exercise books. A few wooden stools, and a sofa that seed to have been bought from a second-hand market, other than that, there was nothing else.

Su Rong seed to have just taken a bath, wrapped in a towel, with wet hair draped over her shoulders. Apart from her slightly pale skin, she looked no different from an ordinary person under normal circumstances.

On the contrary, her charming face was even more alluring than Isabella's, and her figure was not inferior at all. The delicate drops of water on her collarbone exuded a unique charm.

However, Alexander had no interest in appreciating the beauty, still feeling uneasy.

"I didn't expect you to really co looking for . Aren't you afraid of encountering danger?"

"Being invited by a beauty, how could I refuse! Besides, it's my beloved beautiful teacher, even if it's dangerous, it's worth it!"

Alexander, who was slightly calr, blurted out without hesitation.

He hadn't forgotten the purpose of his visit. Apart from looking for ways to increase his strength, his main goal was to improve his favorability, brushing it up to eighty or ninety, or even higher, to see if he could get any useful items.

"Hehe, you have such a sweet tongue!"

The female ghost Su Rong showed a smile on her face, and her favorability instantly changed from 66 to 67.

"You're wrong!"

Alexander's face turned serious, and he decisively shook his head.

"Oh? Where am I wrong?" The female ghost Su Rong slightly frowned.

"My tongue is sweet because your smile has honey on it; your smile is even sweeter!"

Alexander flirted with the female ghost on the edge of provocation, paying attention to Su Rong's favorability changes at all tis. However, what excited him was that the favorability kept rising, indicating that Su Rong didn't dislike his behavior.