I deliver food in a bizarre world

After thinking for a moment, he took out the music box and infused it with spiritual energy.

In an instant, a pulse like a heartbeat came through, seemingly pointing to a specific direction.

Chen Mo examined it carefully and found that it was not entirely consistent with the path seen with the naked eye.

"This way." Chen Mo decisively chose to trust the music box's guidance and turned onto a side road that looked darker and was filled with discarded furniture.

Chen Mo recognized this road; they had definitely never been here before.

The passageway was cluttered with debris on both sides, and one had to occasionally squeeze past large obstacles.

As they struggled forward, Aunt Wang, who was at the back, suddenly let out a suppressed gasp.

Everyone turned around and saw Aunt Wang standing there, her face pale, her finger trembling as she pointed to a half-open door on the side.

Chen Mo immediately turned around and took a few steps to check the situation.

He remembered that the door was closed when he passed by...

At that moment, behind that door, one could vaguely see the back of a woman dressed in an old-fashioned dress, facing a dressing table, combing her hair.

Although there was no sound, the stiff and repetitive movements had a chilling quality.

"That's an illusion," Little Mirror warned.

However, without him saying it, Chen Mo had already sensed it through his mirror affinity skill.

"Don't look!" Chen Mo hissed, forcefully drawing everyone's attention back. "These are all illusions, don't let them affect you! Let's go!"

He quickened his pace, almost dragging the group forward.

The image of the woman combing her hair faded slowly in the mirror, but the chilling aura lingered, clinging to her back like a haunting ghost...

As the journey continued, all sorts of bizarre sights began to appear one after another.

Dark red stains, like blood, flowed down the wall, then quickly disappeared...

A child's shadowy figure flashed past at the end of the corridor...

The sounds of distorted laughter and weeping filled my ears, seemingly both distant and intimately close...

These are all resentments and fragments of memories accumulated in the mansion, which began to stir and become restless after "it" was taken away by Chen Mo.

Chen Mo remained absolutely calm throughout, ignoring all distractions and focusing solely on the music box's guidance as he silently searched for an exit.

Zhang Hao and Li Meng followed closely behind him, while Aunt Wang forced herself to move her weak legs and stop looking at those things.

Chen Mo had told them that if they got lost in the illusions in the corridor, they would end up like those two.

For the three, the instinct to survive overcame their fear.

Finally, after passing through a gallery filled with tattered portraits, a familiar scene appeared in the house ahead!

That dim crystal chandelier, that sofa covered with a white cloth—this was clearly where they had first gathered!

"We're here! We're finally here! This is where we came in!" Zhang Hao shouted excitedly, his voice trembling with relief.

However, just as they were about to step into the hall, something unexpected happened!

The entire interior of the mansion suddenly trembled!

The door to the outside world in the foyer, which had been tightly closed, was now slowly becoming transparent!

Outside the door, instead of pitch-black night, distorted colors appeared, like an overturned palette or a scene from a kaleidoscope, making it impossible to see the normal streets and sky!

"What happened?!" Li Meng cried out in fright.

"It must be...it's the rules...the rules are preventing us from leaving!" Zhang Hao's voice trembled.

Chen Mo's expression was solemn. He could feel the music box in his hand becoming restless, as if it were resisting something.

A massive, grayish-white aura surged wildly throughout the mansion, converging towards the entrance hall.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a huge, ever-changing black shadow materialized in front of the now-transparent door!

The dark figure had no specific facial features, but it exuded overwhelming malice!

It won't allow "it" to leave!

"Charge!"

Chen Mo made a decisive decision without any time to hesitate!

He gripped his Tang sword tightly in his right hand and protected his backpack with his left, charging ahead towards the door that had become transparent but was blocked by a dark shadow!

"Stay close!" Zhang Hao pulled Li Meng along, and Aunt Wang gritted her teeth and followed.

Just as Chen Mo approached the gate, the enormous black shadow let out a roar that directly targeted the soul, and stretched out countless tentacles made of yin energy, sweeping towards them in an overwhelming manner!

The air seemed to freeze wherever the touch touched!

With his passive abilities activated and the jade pendant in place, Chen Mo was completely unaffected. His eyes flashed, and his Tang sword was instantly drawn, its blade flashing like a bolt of lightning as it slashed towards the first few tentacles that attacked!

The blade hissed as it touched the mist, like a red-hot iron being plunged into cold water.

The mist tentacles were easily severed and dissipated into the air, but even more tentacles surged forward one after another!

Zhang Hao and Li Meng were so frightened that they closed their eyes tightly, unsure whether to rush forward or stay where they were.

Aunt Wang let out a mournful cry and almost collapsed to the ground.

"Xiao Jing!" Chen Mo cried out in his mind.

The shadow beneath his feet suddenly expanded, like unfolded black wings, instantly enveloping the three of them!

The misty tentacles that tried to entangle them crashed into the shadows as if they had hit an impenetrable wall, and scattered in all directions!

Seeing this, Chen Mo felt a sense of relief.

Enough said, Jing Ge is awesome!

He seized the opportunity, focusing all his remaining strength and energy on the Tang sword, infusing it with spiritual power, and then thrusting it fiercely at the core black shadow blocking the gate!

This strike embodied all his will and his desire to survive!

The moment the blade pierced the shadow, there was no tangible sensation; it sliced ​​everything apart as easily as cutting tofu!

The enormous black shadow twisted violently, then contracted rapidly, emitting a howl filled with anger and resentment, before bursting apart and transforming into countless gray-white specks of light that quickly dissolved into the air!

The Tang sword contained many protective substances, but he didn't know what made it effective.

But none of that matters, as long as it works!

The door, which had become transparent, rippled slightly before returning to its original state in a short time.

The shadow of the small mirror also disappeared instantly.

The door was no longer in its previous state; a gap about the width of a person was now visible!

Outside, there was a gray-blue sky carrying the coolness of the morning and empty streets!

"Walk!"

Chen Mo gave a low shout, opened the door, and rushed out first!

Seeing the hall door open, the three of them scrambled out and fell one by one onto the cold ground outside the mansion.

The cold morning air rushed into their lungs, carrying the scent of freedom. They collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Looking at each other's disheveled yet relieved faces, they both felt as if they had lived through another world.

Chen Mo stood at the door and glanced back at the Silent Mansion.

The massive building stood silently in the dim light of dawn, as if everything that had just happened was merely a nightmare.

He clenched his fist, feeling the pulse of the music box in his backpack, and then slowly pulled the heavy wooden door shut.

"Squeak—"

The door hinges let out a final, dry groan, completely isolating the inside from the outside.

At the same time, my personal cell phone vibrated.