"Open the door, why won’t it open?" Song Xianyu nervously shook the doorknob with all her might.
Extre fear also pushed human limits; Song Xianyu’s delicate hands exerted so much force that she directly ripped the doorknob off.
But even so, the door seed to be reinforced sohow, obstinately refusing to open.
Miss Zhenzi on the TV screen grinned malevolently, casting a vicious glance at Song Xianyu not far away, and then awkwardly broke her own feet, allowing her to crawl on the ground and face Musashi directly.
The television screen seed like a re illusion; Musashi could see the remnants of blood between the ghastly woman’s crooked teeth clearly.
He could also sll the rotten, rancid ferntation emanating from her mouth.
Everything was so realistic.
"Ah... Ah..." Musashi scrambled up from the ground, disregarding Song Xianyu’s kick, pulling her in front of himself as a shield.
The two wretched lovers were scared out of their wits.
But on the screen, Miss Zhenzi just flashed a bizarre smile, showing no signs of crawling out.
Blood began to seep from the TV screen, forming a countdown of seven days in crimson.
"Keke, super spreader, do your best." The hoarse, sickly voice sounded like a long-neglected windmill, making one’s heart tighten violently.
The room reverberated with the sound of "ya dia," and Song Xianyu timidly opened her eyes.
A figure of death had long vanished, and the screen returned to normal... except for the red stains on the white walls and carpet, proving that everything just now was indeed real, not a dream conjured by their imagination.
Song Xianyu was nearly collapsing.
She had copied the videotape and sent it out, so why was it still haunting her?
Even in her fear, Song Xianyu noticed the few words she heard: super spreader!?
Was it referring to her?
Musashi nearly wet himself, never had he been this disgraceful.
Thinking back a bit, he comprehended sothing, gasping heavily as he accused, "You never removed the curse, did you... you even passed it on to . Your heart is so venomous...."
When it concerned oneself, love, affection, obsession, romance, all turned to nonsense.
Musashi felt an urge to strangle Song Xianyu right there.
He heard the words too, by his understanding, a super spreader was soone who propagated the curse to more people.
He was one of them.
He was deceived....
Tricked by this venomous woman.
This thought consud Musashi, triggering an imdiate wrath.
Anger and fear drove him to lose his sanity; recalling the bloody horrific scene made him regret.
"If you don’t let live, neither will you enjoy." Musashi’s face twisted viciously, his hand forcefully choking Song Xianyu’s neck, relentlessly exerting pressure.
With air squeezed out from her body, Song Xianyu’s tongue involuntarily stuck out, her end seeming near, her desperate hands groped and touched an object.
Like clutching onto a last straw, Song Xianyu, regardless of whatever she grabbed, struck Musashi’s head fiercely.
Musashi was hit hard, blood flowing from his head, his tall figure staggering, eyes seeing stars.
Song Xianyu held an ashtray in her hand; failing to kill or knock Musashi unconscious with the blow, she dared not linger and fled while Musashi remained in a daze.
Due to inherent physical differences, Musashi, who never stopped exercising, was strong-handed, nearly strangling Song Xianyu earlier.
Song Xianyu dared not even explain, fearing Musashi might accidentally kill her, for that would be an injustice.
Even more unjustly, she didn’t understand why Musashi was marked by the curse too.
Indeed, just monts ago... Musashi was marked.
That cold, malevolent aura which once lingered on her, she’d sensed its approach.
Monts of affection between the two turned into life and death struggles.
Musashi touched his bloodied head, cursing viciously, "Bitch." Unable to believe she played him like this.
He recalled the goodness of his original wife then.
Outside won were indeed like rabid dogs, unpredictable when they’d bite.
Musashi pulled out his phone, bringing up that familiar number, hesitating a mont... he and his wife did face hardships together after all, both deceived by that wretch.
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Su Li toyed with the palm-sized Zhenzi No.2, tossing a piece of raw at upwards. The cute, delicate little figure darted up like a firecracker, grinning wide up to its ears, revealing a row of sharp shark-like teeth gleaming ominously.
The crunching sound swiftly broke down the raw at into minced pieces, swallowing it.
The little figure licked its crimson mouth in contentnt, also licking away the blood tainting the corners.
Su Li’s gaze lingered on the figure’s little flat belly briefly, perplexed how such a large chunk of at, bigger than two or three of those figures, was gobbled down, yet its stomach showed no change.
Within days, what was once a black blob with indistinct features beca a little doll of exquisite form.
Nonetheless, this little doll appeared quite eerie.
Wearing red short jackets, sporting a Northern style braid, with intricate features devoid of childish innocence, carrying an ominous, frightening air instead.
Its temperant was akin to Miss Zhenzi.
Yet it tried hard to appear prettier.
Oddly, its aesthetic leaned towards gaudy reds and greens.
"Want to eat, want to eat... want to eat at, want to eat human flesh..." Zhenzi No.2 greedily eyed Su Li, struggling to express its desires.
It could sll it; many delicious foods were outside, yet its mom wouldn’t let it go out to eat.
Su Li flicked the little doll’s forehead lightly, "Eat human at, and I’ll kill you."
Terrified, the doll trembled: pitifully weak and helpless.
Whose mom would threaten to kill their child offhandedly like this?
Being ugly would lead to death, eating at also led to death... life was so harsh.
Su Li: "Stop dreaming, I’m not your mom."
"Hey, your mom’s back."
Su Li’s words had barely settled when the room’s TV screen lit up unprompted, displaying Zhenzi on the screen.
Clearly, Miss Zhenzi had grood herself ticulously before appearing.
Endeavoring to look more amiable... the human woman’s punches were genuinely painful.
"Kekeke..."
Miss Zhenzi tilted her head blankly, intending to seek credit from Su Li. However, before she could open her mouth, sothing leaped at her with a cackle.
Sharp teeth gnawed at Zhenzi, instantly tearing off a mass of black, dark virtual form.
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