I heard you had a white moonlight who died young.

Hearing Bai Bai's words, Fan Zhiyi stopped caring about the incense ash in his hands and continued to crawl forward slowly: "Little friend, don't be afraid, I'm a person." Although his actions were a bit strange, he was truly a good person.

Even the host couldn't stand it anymore. If he had a physical body, he would definitely facepalm and roll his eyes: "Host, please leave properly. You scared him."

"I'm just too weak. You know the path you led us down. If it weren't for my strong will, we would have been finished long ago. Speaking of which, you remind me of a piece of software."

What software?

"A despicable map".

"..."

The principle of "Unethical Map" is that as more people walk on a path, it becomes a road, and it is committed to sharing this path that others can walk with more people to benefit the public.

Fan Zhiyi's heart rate had calmed down. He abandoned his original way of walking, regained control of his limbs, reached out his hand towards that corner, and smiled: "Little friend, don't be afraid, I'm not a ghost, let's escape together."

Fan Zhiyi waited patiently, then whispered, "The magic array here will soon be broken. Trust me, I will protect you."

Finally, a small hand timidly reached out and rested in Fan Zhiyi's palm. It was cool. Fan Zhiyi held it, and the child finally emerged from the shadows, squatting down with Fan Zhiyi and covering their mouths, neither crying nor making a fuss.

Because of the lack of light, Fan Zhiyi couldn't see the child's appearance or expression clearly. He only thought the child was very small. Considering that he, a man in his twenties, was so afraid in this environment, he couldn't help but feel a little more pity for the child. He wondered how long the child had been there and how the child had gotten there.

“Host, we need to move on and can’t waste any more time here. First, you need to cover your hands, otherwise it will be too easy to give away our position.”

"I understand." Fan Zhiyi tried to pull his hand away, but the child held on tightly. Fan Zhiyi smiled, patted his head, and comforted him, "It's okay, don't be afraid. You can hold onto my clothes first."

The child was very well-behaved. After Fan Zhiyi said that, even though he was still scared, he let go of Fan Zhiyi's hand and started holding onto the hem of his clothes instead.

Fan Zhiyi tried to stylishly tear off a scrap of fabric from his clothes to give his hand a neat bandage, just like in the novels. Then he embarrassingly discovered that he couldn't tear it off; the clothes were of pretty good quality.

Never mind, I'll just roll up these long sleeves and tie them.

After finishing, Fan Zhiyi led the child furtively to the door, opened it at Bai Bai's instruction, and then led the child along the glowing path.

Sigh, Fan Zhiyi suddenly felt that it was pretty good to have Bai Bai, the system, to guide him.

After resting, Fan Zhiyi felt refreshed and began asking about the reason for transmigrating into the book.

He was an orphan who had finally made it to the point where he could work and earn money. He planned to save up and retire comfortably. His daily pleasure was reading novels after get off work. But he accidentally died of overwork from staying up all night.

Bai Bai told him that as long as he completed the task, he would have a chance to be resurrected.

When Fan Zhiyi asked what the mission was, Bai Bai replied in a solemn, mechanical voice, "You wore the wrong clothes. I just consulted the control room while we were escaping."

"Did you get transported to the wrong book?"

"No, we've traveled to the wrong time, we..." The voice behind him sounded malfunctioning, like the crackling sound of an old television that couldn't receive a signal, and Fan Zhiyi couldn't hear it clearly.

"What do you say?"

"Host, the book you've transmigrated into is..." A muffled electronic voice continued, "Your name in this book is Fan Zhiyi, you're from the Tianyun Sect... you went out to slay ghosts with... but ended up being abandoned because of......"

"What? Bai Bai, your signal is bad." Fan Zhiyi complained, but the glowing path in front of him disappeared, and the electronic voice in his mind turned into a string of static. Fan Zhiyi covered his aching head, his ears ringing. He leaned against the wall for a while to calm down.

Fan Zhiyi shook his head and called out in his mind, "Bai Bai, Bai Bai?"

With no response, Fan Zhiyi was on the verge of tears. Was this damn system trying to mess with him?

Fan Zhiyi stood bewildered in the wind, shivering, before being tugged at by the child he was holding, which brought him back to his senses.

The child pointed ahead, and Fan Zhiyi stared blankly into the darkness, finally forced to accept the worst reality: Bai Bai might be malfunctioning.

But he had to escape, and he had a little boy with him, as he had promised the little boy that he would take him out.

The route just now pointed to the right. He needs to be more careful when he's alone, unlike when he's using cheats.

Fan Zhiyi peeked out and quickly glanced around. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he then took the child and went out.

After turning right, there was a straight road. Fortunately, nothing suddenly jumped out, otherwise Fan Zhiyi felt he would have screamed in fright and collapsed, resulting in the complete annihilation of the group.

Unfortunately, the road eventually led to a fork in the road, and Fan Zhiyi was in a dilemma, not knowing which way to run.

He knew he didn't have much time to hesitate, so he chose to order a popsicle, and ordered the one on the left.

After walking only a few steps, perhaps sensing danger like an animal, Fan Zhiyi suddenly crouched down and felt a cool sensation on his head. When he looked up, he saw a kitchen knife stuck horizontally in the wall. He was instantly terrified and broke out in a cold sweat. Without saying a word, he picked up the child and ran.

The child happened to see from behind Fan Zhiyi's shoulder that the female ghost twisted her entire body backward and fell down in order to pull out her knife, but her eyes kept staring at them through her stray hairs, and her smile was particularly eerie.

The female ghost fell with a loud thud, followed by a chilling sound of bones piecing together behind her. The female ghost then crawled behind them, bent over at a 180-degree angle.

The child's eyes widened in fright, and he grabbed Fan Zhiyi's collar, letting out a few whimpers before covering his mouth tightly.

Fan Zhiyi wisely didn't turn around, fearing that if he did, he would be too frightened to even run. He pressed the child's head tightly into his arms, preventing him from looking back.

Fan Zhiyi wasn't exactly a fast runner to begin with, and now that Bai Bai is gone and he's carrying a child, it's no wonder he can't outrun that madman.

Damn it, where's the exit? And there's another fork in the road ahead!

Fan Zhiyi never thought he was particularly lucky, but this time he was incredibly unlucky. The path he chose was practically the chosen one. Could someone please tell him why there were so many ghosts around?!

As you run along, you discover that these forks in the road actually connect at the end. In other words, it's like a road that suddenly splits into two branches in the middle, which is completely unexpected.

Who designed this route?!