Her Talent for Courting Death Has Always Been Impressive - Chapter 39 Part 3

He took a deep breath, trying hard to resist the urge to curse:

“You two, you should know that I can distinguish truth from falsehood, right?”

The two looked at each other and nodded: “Yes.”

Yang Buqi: ……

Don’t want to follow anymore. Really don’t want to follow anymore.

He closed his eyes briefly and thought expressionlessly, with this level of cooperation, I should have gone solo from the beginning.

Of course, going solo is impossible, it’s impossible to go solo in this lifetime.

Even if he was angry enough for his chest to hurt, he had to ensure the team stayed together like this—in fact, when they went down to the first floor, Pu Han had suggested splitting up, but was directly rebuffed by Yang Buqi.

Can’t the fragile ones have some self-awareness of being fragile!

On the other hand, facts proved that the pills Xu Turan threw earlier did have some effect—at this moment on the first floor, the female ghosts crawling everywhere were obviously no longer so leisurely and comfortable, but were irritably scratching and biting everywhere. In Pu Han’s words, they were scratching the black threads entangled in various corners of the room.

Due to Xu Turan’s chaos effect, the main body of Haunted House No. 71 seemed to be in slumber, and its counterattack was also slower. The number of female ghosts didn’t decrease much for the time being.

Xu Turan knew that the female ghosts couldn’t cause much damage to Haunted House No. 71, at most they could just scratch it a bit. However, the scene was indeed quite frightening, so although Pu Han thought it wasn’t necessary to care, she still called Yang Buqi to move the unconscious adopted brother to the bedroom on the second floor—his own room.

Yang Buqi drew a large number of protective runes on the door, which should have some effect.

After finishing this, they headed to the basement. As soon as they approached the entrance, she knew Pu Han had guessed correctly.

The sound of the Courting Death Value prompt rang in her mind.

The value wasn’t much, just 10 points. Xu Turan thought for a moment and voluntarily took over the heavy task of opening the door, unsurprisingly encountering a wave of door-opening attack—

Almost at the moment she pushed open the door, a ghastly green hand shot straight in front of her.

“Save me—”

The entrance to the basement itself was at the bottom of a flight of stairs. Theoretically, after pushing it open, it should be level ground, but what appeared in front of Xu Turan was a long flight of stairs—

A strange young man was lying on the stairs, his lower body hidden in endless darkness, struggling to reach up, eyes wide open, forehead and neck full of bulging veins.

A cold air rushed towards her face, accompanied by the young man’s heart-wrenching plea for help:

“Save me, save me! I regret it, I regret it—” He grabbed the step under Xu Turan’s feet with one hand, trying hard to move his body up another inch, “Save me—sister, save me!”

As he spoke, his gaze was fixed straight ahead at Xu Turan, as if he could see her.

Xu Turan: “…”

She thought for a moment, and quietly took a step back.

“Adults should be responsible for their own choices,” she said in a voice so low it was almost like talking to herself, “Don’t blame others, don’t blame others…”

Young man: …

His movement froze in place for a moment.

His limited brain fell into confusion—in his cognition, people being asked for help in such situations should have only three reactions. Either leave this floor of stairs, or collapse on the ground, or really reach out to pull him.

And except for the first situation, he could take them all away in one go, grabbing the other person and dragging them into the endless darkness below him…

But now, the situation was very subtle. This woman, you say she retreated, but she didn’t completely retreat—she only stepped back one space.

The chaotic self-consciousness found it difficult to make a reasonable judgment of the current situation. Therefore, after hesitating for a moment, he made a wrong decision—he tentatively crawled up another step.

Xu Turan immediately stepped back another space.

Young man: …

He gritted his teeth and crawled up another space.

While crawling, he instinctively continued to say: “Sa-save me…”

At the same time, he tried hard to reach for Xu Turan’s ankle.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch, Xu Turan stepped back again.

Young man: ……

Just then, Yang Buqi and Pu Han, seeing that Xu Turan hadn’t made a sound for a long time, also came down the stairs, and upon seeing this scene, immediately tensed up: “What’s going on here?”

“Shh, shh.” Xu Turan waved her hand, dragging the two who had just arrived, and stepped back again.

Young man: … Help, so annoying!

Xu Turan just kept retreating one space at a time like that. Because she never completely left the stairs, the young man always held some inexplicable hope, as if he could definitely reach her as long as he kept crawling—until finally, Xu Turan, dragging the bewildered Yang Buqi and Pu Han, stood at the end of the stairs.

“Look, you’re almost there!” she seriously cheered for the young man, “Adults, don’t always beg, learn to save yourself, you’re almost out, aren’t you!”

Young man: …

So you’re here giving me rehabilitation!

He glared at Xu Turan angrily and confusedly, but she seemed completely unaware of his anger, still looking at him with an encouraging look similar to “Meng Meng, stand up”.

At this time, the three of them were standing on the first step of the stairs leading to the basement on the first floor. This step was something the young man could never reach. But as long as they were still standing on these stairs, he couldn’t leave…

The young man was helpless. He painfully stretched out his arm again, waving to the side, and waving again.

“Go up, all go up…”

Xu Turan cooperatively pulled the other two up another step, completely leaving the stairs. The next second, they saw the darkness under the young man swallow up like a living abyss’s giant mouth, and it seemed as if an invisible force stretched out from that darkness, grabbing the young man and dragging him down—

In theory, this should have been a very terrifying scene.

For some reason, Yang Buqi actually saw a hint of relief in the other’s eyes.

He raised his hand to rub his brow, trying to make his voice sound calmer: “So, can someone explain to me what that situation was just now?”

“It should be an energy body living in the domain, commonly known as a ‘ghost’ or ‘spirit’… it could also be an attendant,” Pu Han gave his guess in a good mood, “It looks like as the ‘domain’ officially starts operating, more and more ‘things’ are starting to wake up.”

“…Then what were you doing just now?” Yang Buqi turned to Xu Turan.