It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

He has nothing to be afraid of.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Huai stepped down from the carriage easily.

A breeze blew by, picking up a wisp of dust.

He stood in front of the pavilion door, slowly turned his head, and his eyes fell on Lu Yuanshi who was walking slowly towards him.

The wind seemed to come specially for Xiao Huai, gently blowing through his long hair. The inky hair flew in the wind, outlining a soft yet cold arc.

He was dressed in black, with dark patterns faintly visible under the light, making his figure tall and slender, like an engraved peerless painting.

The scarlet pupils reflected the light in the swaying candlelight, quiet and deep, the eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a light shadow, making the eyes even deeper and harder to see through.

He looked calm, with a faint smile on his face: "You talk as if you come here often."

Lu Yuanshi paused, obviously not expecting him to say this suddenly, and then burst out laughing.

That's where his focus was.

Before Xiao Huai stepped into the pavilion, he saw a group of brightly dressed women swarming up to him, surrounding him with smiles on their faces, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

"Young Master, please come in!"

"Oh, this young man is so handsome, go sit down inside and have a rest!"

"Sir, is this your first time here? We are the best at entertaining people here~"

Soft and charming voices rose one after another, with unconcealable enthusiasm and flattery.

Several slender hands even reached out, as if to grab Xiao Huai and lead him into the building.

Xiao Huai frowned slightly, his steps paused, and when he was about to raise his hand to ward off these people, a bony hand suddenly stretched out from his side, crossed in front of him, and gently blocked him.

Lu Yuanshi stood beside him with a cold expression. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the group of women, and the coldness suddenly dissipated.

He didn't say anything, but just that one look made those originally passionate women pause, as if they were hit by a cold wind, and their laughter stopped abruptly.

The women stood there in a daze, not daring to get any closer. They even subconsciously took a step back, revealing a passage that allowed Lu Yuanshi to lead Xiao Huai through calmly.

It was not until the two men walked into the building and their figures disappeared behind the curtains that the group of women came to their senses. They looked at each other and whispered to each other.

"Strange, what's wrong with these two young men? They're grown men, but they look so cold..."

"Could it be... another hobby?" A woman in red guessed in a low voice, with a hint of gossipy excitement in her tone.

"Hush!" The leading woman raised her hand and covered her face with a round fan. She shook her head gently and said in a low voice, "Speak less. Those two are obviously not ordinary people. How can we discuss such a wealthy family?"

When everyone heard what she said, they suddenly became quiet.

But there was still a hint of curiosity in his eyes, and he would occasionally glance inside the building, trying to guess the purpose of the two young men's visit.

The moment Xiao Huai stepped into the pavilion, he was overwhelmed by the hustle and bustle.

On the dance stage, there were sounds of stringed instruments and the singers' sleeves fluttered as they danced charmingly. The flickering lights illuminated the delicate faces of the women.

In a distant corner, someone was playing the piano and someone was singing softly. The soft singing flowed over the entire building like water, creating a dream of extravagance and decadence.

The red veil was hanging lightly, the sandalwood was burning brightly, and everything before my eyes had an unreal and hazy beauty.

But when Xiao Huai got closer, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

He was keenly aware of a faint smell in the air.

It smells very similar to the candlelight at a banquet, light, but a little different.

This smell does not make you sleepy, but instead speeds up your heart rate.

The system prompt sound suddenly rang in my mind:

[Warning! An unknown pollution source has been detected. Please remain vigilant and avoid highly polluted areas.]

Xiao Huai raised his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

He stopped and slowly scanned the surroundings, feeling a bit interested.

Everything here seems to be bustling with activity.

The dancers smiled like flowers, and their long sleeves were filled with charming fragrance.

Some of the guests sitting on the floor were smiling, while others were immersed in the fun, as if they didn't want to leave.

However, beneath this overly refined and overly prosperous cover, Xiao Huai felt a subtle distortion and disharmony.

His eyes were like blades, carefully observing every corner.

Finally, his gaze fixed on the wall on the east side of the lobby.

It was an anachronistic mural.

The mural hung high in the center of the wall, depicting a desolate battlefield with mountains of corpses and seas of bodies.

But the expression on each corpse's face was a bright smile.

Extremely weird.

The murals are out of place in the pavilion, looking abrupt and oppressive, as if they do not belong to this world, but rather have been forcibly embedded in it by some force.

Just as Xiao Huai was staring at the mural, Lu Yuanshi approached him, his voice low and gentle, with a barely perceptible smile:

"Your intuition is as accurate as ever."

Xiao Huai turned his head, "What about you?"

His tone was calm, yet it carried a subtle hint of concern.

Xiao Huai didn't want Lu Yuanshi to use too much strength in this copy.

The more dangerous the game copy is, the more important it is for Lu Yuanshi to keep a low profile.

He knew that Lu Yuanshi shouldn't attract too much attention, especially in a situation like this.

Lu Yuanshi didn't answer, but stretched out his hand and held Xiao Huai's wrist without hesitation.

"Close your eyes and I'll show you what it really looks like."

Lu Yuanshi's tone remained calm, but his fingers tightened a little, and the strength revealed an irresistible firmness.

Xiao Huai frowned slightly, then obediently closed his eyes, allowing the power to flow into his consciousness through his palms.

The next moment, the mural suddenly appeared in Xiao Huai's mind.

But unlike the dead silent scenes he had seen before, this time, everything in the painting moved.

The soldiers in the sea of ​​corpses and blood began to tremble, and the bright smiles on their faces became vivid and crazy.

Their bodies seemed to be given life by some force. Their stiff arms gradually rose, and light appeared in their empty pupils. Then, the smiles at the corners of their mouths widened more and more strangely, and finally it seemed as if they were completely resurrected.

"Ahahahaha! I'm reborn, I'm reborn!"

The soldiers suddenly roared to the sky, and their laughter was deafening.

It was the ecstasy and release after being reborn.

Their laughter carried a twisted madness, interwoven with the dark and bloody scene in the background, exuding an indescribable feeling.

But soon, the light in their eyes disappeared and turned into pure black.

Isn’t this what the soldiers at the banquet looked like?

Xiao Huai's eyelids trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.

Resurrection from the dead?

Not the living dead.

Instead, he became a real living person.