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Before Chapter 314, I had no choice; now I want to be a bird that doesn't linger.

The fortune teller felt a sudden chill run down his spine.

That voice was Dong'er's... no, it wasn't Dong'er's...

She remained squatting in a stiff position, without moving.

But the dark shape moved.

It drew closer and closer, then enveloped everything.

Immediately afterwards, the fortune teller heard a malicious voice behind his head: "What are you doing?"

It's over-

The thought seemed to have a voice, trailing off in the diviner's mind.

Immediately afterwards, she felt something cold approaching her neck.

The fortune teller's hair stood on end, and he suddenly leaned forward to dodge, trying to escape.

But just as she hurriedly turned around and tried to run towards the door, three strange and distorted faces came into her view.

'Dong'er' held a sharp blade, and the same people who used to follow her were still behind her, but now they had abandoned their pretense and were staring at her with a terrifying gaze.

That's right. Since the hidden players have been hiding among the ghosts, the ghosts are unlikely to target them.

But they still harbor undisguised malice towards the players playing the role of guests...

It seems there's no way to escape through the door.

Oh no, am I going to die here today?
Just then, the fortune teller suddenly thought of the large window.

A window that big could be easily smashed.

Perhaps we can break through the window and escape!

But just as this thought popped into his head, the fortune teller felt his arm being grabbed.

It's that woman.

A cold voice sounded from behind, completely devoid of the previous hesitant tone, as if it were a completely different person.

"Perhaps you feel wronged. I didn't have to kill you. Even if you knew everything, you couldn't pose a threat to me."

"Indeed, I originally thought that apart from the person under the bed, no one else would pose a threat to me, but I was wrong."

"I've discovered someone different in this instance; I can't control them."

"So for my safety, and to prevent this news from leaking out, I have no choice but to trouble you to die first..."

Upon hearing this, the fortune teller noticed that the woman beside him was holding something and thrusting it fiercely towards his neck.

She immediately dodged, but the fortune teller was held tightly and could not break free. She could only avoid being stabbed in a vital spot, but could not avoid the knife falling on her own body.

After the blow, a sharp pain shot through his shoulder, and blood seeped from his flesh, instantly staining the surrounding clothes red.

The fortune teller lost his balance and fell to the ground.

She looked up and watched as the woman in front of her slowly walked up to her, then raised the knife in her hand high at her.

The fortune teller closed his eyes in despair.

But at this critical moment, she suddenly heard an unusual noise from the side.

It came from under the bed!
A rustling sound came from below. The woman holding the knife clearly noticed the unusual commotion and abruptly turned her head towards the bed.

what happened!

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through the fortune teller's mind. Could it be a zombie coming back to life? Can players come back to life after being killed? Or have they turned into ghosts?
Just as she was lost in thought, another voice came from it.

"that……"

That hesitant, weak voice—it was Yuwen Hao's voice!

Was he under the bed the whole time?

The fortune teller was slightly taken aback. Was another person going to die today?
The woman holding the knife in front of him looked even colder. She stared at the bottom of the bed with a cold, venomous gaze.

But Yuwen Hao's voice continued: "I said... if this is what you care about... you don't need to kill anyone..."

His tone was hesitant and his words were not entirely coherent.

The diviner took a few seconds to realize that Yuwen Hao was talking to the woman in front of him.

At this moment, the woman standing in front of her seemed to give up on her and slowly leaned towards the single bed, her steps extremely light, as if afraid of disturbing the people below.

Seeing this, the fortune teller opened her mouth as if to remind Yuwen Hao under the bed, but then immediately closed her mouth again.

People who meddle in other people's business usually die young; I should take this opportunity to escape!

As she pondered this, she subtly adjusted her posture. Just as she was quietly shifting her body, the woman with the knife was already standing almost by the window, bending down.

At that moment, Yuwen Hao's weak voice came from under the bed again—

"If what you care about is having your secrets discovered by that 'uncontrollable person,' then you don't need to kill anyone..."

"Because he's already here..."

The fortune teller saw the woman's body suddenly freeze.

She herself also gave up the idea of ​​running away. Although the woman did not say who the 'uncontrollable person' was, everyone understood.

Isn't that the only person in this dungeon who looks abnormal?
So, does that mean the doctor is currently in the room?
Is it under the bed...?

Just then, she saw a white figure silently crawl out from under the bed, then sniffle: "It stinks down there..."

Who else could it be but that doctor who slapped someone in the face with an iron palm?
Upon seeing Gu Mian, the fortune teller subconsciously looked at the woman in front of him again.

Unexpectedly, she ran extremely fast, a stark contrast to her previous attitude of wanting to kill him. In the blink of an eye, she had already flashed to the door.

It's not just her.

Even the three ghosts that were originally behind her had long since disappeared.

Only the door remained wide open, as if it wanted to shout something.

Immediately afterwards, the fortune teller overheard the conversation between the doctor and Yuwen Hao.

Doctor: "How did they run so fast?"

Yuwen Hao: "What do you think?"

Doctor: "I don't think it has anything to do with me."

Diviner: "..."

(End of this chapter)