After rebirth, she discovered the space golden finger

Just as the tip of the dagger was about to pierce Mary's chest, a dazzling golden light burst forth from her body!

Pei Yun has made his move!

The figures gathered around the altar, including Stick and Mary's father, were all thrown back. However, these people were not resigned to their fate; they all wore gold "S" rings on their hands and were the most devout believers in the church.

Their eyes gleamed with greed, glowing red, and they stared intently at Mary on the altar, inching closer and closer to it...

Stick seemed to be the leader; he forcefully snatched the dagger from Mary's father's hand and returned to the altar.

The entire altar was surrounded by a whole circle of people, so tightly packed that no one could get through. Everyone reached out and covered the dagger with their hands, and the dagger was constantly being strengthened by the resentment of these people, condensing into a solid blood-red mist that swirled around it.

Pei Yun activated the key around her neck once more. Wherever the golden light reached, the resentment dissipated. At the same time, the chains of resentment binding her gradually broke and turned into smoke.

Pei Yun's gaze sharpened as she stared intently at Stick, the "Painter." She snorted coldly, raised her hand, and pointed in mid-air, unleashing sharp sword beams that shot towards the surrounding vengeful spirits...

"Ah!" With a series of painful, hoarse screams, the surrounding environment became blurry again, as if it were spinning and flying around.

When Pei Yun opened her eyes again, she was already back outside the painting, holding a lipstick in her hand.

"Fellow Daoist Pei, are you alright?" A member of Zhou Hui's team was passing by when Pei Yun was suddenly teleported out by the painting.

Pei Yun shook her head and left the scene. After that, she stayed in the main hall on the first floor, neither looking for the "painter" on the fifth floor nor for clues about entering the mural.

Her teammates had all been eliminated, and she sat alone in the corner of the sofa. Seeing her lost in thought, no one dared to approach her to disturb her.

It was already midnight, and the participants still hadn't entered the room. Instead, they gathered in the main hall because the room wasn't safe. The butler's words, "The room is your sanctuary," were clearly a trap set for them, even though they had previously thought it was the rule of this world.

The murals in the villa's corridors soon came to life, revealing black vortexes. Countless vengeful spirits emerged from the "paintings" and drifted around. In no time, they discovered the participants in the main hall and began to surround them...

Those present stood up nervously, their bodies radiating a faint spiritual energy. They gathered in twos and threes, back to back, preparing to deal with these vengeful spirits.

Just then, Pei Yun stood up and walked towards the stairwell.

"Fellow Daoist Pei, where are you going?"

"...Your companion died inside the room, and you still went in?!"

Upon seeing Pei Yun's actions, the crowd was surprised and couldn't help but shout loudly.

This woman's strength is unfathomable. If she stays with them to deal with these vengeful spirits, their chances of winning will be much greater. Moreover, she has a magical artifact that everyone present envies.

This magical artifact can ward off resentment. Now that her companions are all dead, she will probably choose to cooperate with them, and then they can benefit from the artifact's power.

To their surprise, Pei Yun's actions took them completely by surprise. Pei Yun glanced back at them and said indifferently, "Go back to your room." Then she went upstairs without looking back.

Pei Yun did not enter the room last night and was unaware of its secrets. Tonight, he planned to stay in the room and investigate what Fu Lingchen and the other three had encountered yesterday.

But just as she reached the third-floor corridor, she actually saw the figures of Fu Lingchen and the other three! No! It was their spirits!

Pei Yun was stunned. These four people hadn't been teleported out of the "door" after they died; instead, their souls were trapped inside the villa.

The four figures were still relatively clear, but their expressions were numb, and their eyes were bloodshot. They drifted towards her, their bodies also shrouded in resentment. Although not as intense as the other vengeful spirits, they had now become unconscious vengeful spirits...

However, Pei Yun was enveloped in golden light, preventing these four people... these four vengeful spirits from getting close.

Pei Yun made a hand seal and cast a calming spell on the four people, but it was to no avail. She then used the life-restoring spell, but still could not awaken their minds. These four people were no different from the vengeful spirits that had crawled out of the mural.

Left with no other choice, she could only proceed with her original plan and enter the room.

She closed the door, and it seemed as if all the threats outside were shut out. The surroundings were so quiet that she could hear her own heartbeat, which gave her a strange sense of security.

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, Pei Yun couldn't help but let out a soft sigh of relief, but before her tense nerves could relax, her vigilance returned.

If the room had truly been safe, Fu Lingchen and the other three wouldn't have died.

She roused herself, went to the bedside and lay down. When she looked up, she saw the portrait on the opposite wall.

The woman in the portrait seemed to brighten up her eyes and slightly raise the corners of her mouth when she met Pei Yun's gaze, as if she were looking at her meaningfully.

Pei Yun met her gaze without flinching, staring intently at the woman in the painting.

She didn't know how much time had passed when her eyelids drooped slightly, and an unprecedented drowsiness washed over her. Her vision gradually blurred, and she tried to keep her eyes wide open to resist this invisible force.

At that moment, she seemed to hear rustling voices, and unfamiliar images flashed through her mind—

A woman, the woman in the painting in this room, is talking to a man: "Stick, you said you only loved me, but we've only been together for less than a year, and you've already let another woman into the manor..."

"You lied to me! You lied to me!"

"...I'm pregnant with your child, and you treat me like this..."

"...Where are you taking this child? This is my child, and I'm taking him away from the manor..."

"This is your child too, you beast! You demon! Heaven will not let you get away with this, it will not let you all get away with this!"

Pei Yun could sense that the woman's resentment was growing deeper and deeper. Every word she spoke was filled with deep and unforgettable hatred, and his heart was tormented as if it were being burned by fierce fire.

As her resentment continued to build in her heart, Pei Yun not only felt the same way, but she also had a feeling that the resentment had been transferred onto her.

Suddenly, a white light flashed through her mind, and a door appeared in her consciousness—the door of a church!

She was carried onto the altar as if she were a sacrifice, and this was the third time Pei Yun had experienced what happened afterward.

Faced with such a powerful attack of resentment, Fu Lingchen and the other three, whose injuries had not yet healed, were naturally unable to resist, which led to their deaths.

Pei Yun easily escaped the mental attack from the woman in the painting by using the key around her neck. She regained consciousness and suddenly opened her eyes. It was already broad daylight.

She opened the door to the room and went out. The grandfather clock showed that it was already six o'clock in the morning. The surroundings had returned to their original state, except for two corpses lying on the sofa in the main hall and the portraits on the wall.

Pei Yun's expression hardened, and he flew directly to the main hall. Just as he was about to examine the body, the doors of several bedrooms were opened one after another.

"No...no way! There are only these people left?!" Wu Ziwei stared in horror at the twelve newly appeared portraits on the wall of the main hall, and hurriedly looked at his companions in the next room.

After his reminder, the participants looked at each other in surprise, and their expressions changed drastically. They realized that there were only eight people left, including Pei Yun!

Besides the two people who died in the main hall yesterday, several of those who had no choice but to hide in their rooms later did not come out. There was no movement in the rooms, and with the portraits of their companions on the walls, they all had a bad feeling. Like Wu Ziwei, they hurriedly went to find their companions' rooms...