Who says a sickly daughter can’t break through the weirdness?

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Don't panic, stay calm!

Shen Qinyin kept comforting herself, and at the same time manipulated her mental power to outline countless silk threads that continued to spread out in all directions.

Since the detection network has been suppressed to the extreme in this space, let's change our thinking.

With her current control over telekinesis and a strong enough will, she can already use telekinesis to cause harm to the ghosts inside.

If any spirit dares to come into contact with her, she can use her telekinesis to drive it away.

In other words, she can also use telekinesis as a pathfinder. As long as a spirit approaches, the telekinesis network will be triggered.

But even so, the tension in my heart continued to intensify.

She began to feel afraid, afraid that she could not save Tang Miao, afraid that she would lose her forever.

Melodya's warning was undoubtedly directed at this matter.

She can't lose Tang Miao, absolutely not!

The two went from being wary of each other at first to being close now, and have experienced so many life and death situations...

Shen Qiyin didn't dare to think about her future without Tang Miao.

No matter what the cost, she absolutely could not let Tang Miao die here, absolutely not!

She gritted her teeth. Even though she had been weakened to the extreme, she still concentrated her mental strength and released the perception network with all her strength!

At the same time, she took a deep breath, and with all her strength, she let out a deafening shout towards this dark world—

“Tang Miao——!!”

This shout seemed to shatter the entire space's shield, and even the darkness before his eyes seemed to tremble!

After calling out the name "Tang Miao", Shen Qinyin suddenly realized that a strange bond had suddenly emerged in her heart.

This bond was like a guide, a beacon in the endless darkness, connecting the path between her and Tang Miao! No matter where they were, the two would never be separated!

Almost at the same time, Tang Miao, who was in the "corridor", also felt this bond!

She instinctively turned her gaze towards the "place" where Shen Qiyin was, and responded with a loud voice:

"Qiyin! I'm here!!"

But, the next moment.

In the corridor, the ghost disguised as "Shen Qinyin" came to Tang Miao in the blink of an eye!

It stretched out its hand towards Tang Miao, aiming for his head!

However, at this critical moment, thousands of silk threads pressed down from the darkness, cutting the entire corridor into powder, and the ghost was also cut into meat paste!

"Tang Miao!"

"Qiyin?!"

The moment Tang Miao saw the real Shen Qinyin appear in front of him, he burst into tears of joy!

She rushed forward desperately, hugged the other's soft body tightly, and big tears fell.

"Qiyin, you're here, you're finally here!"

"I'm here. Don't be afraid, Tang Miao. You're safe. I will never lose you!"

Shen Qiyin also held Tang Miao's body tightly, as if she wanted to rub her into her body.

Fortunately, it’s almost there.

I almost lost her...

Chapter 155: Pope Max, Tang Miao’s transformation!

The two were certainly happy to meet each other again, but they knew in their hearts that now was not the time to sigh and let down their guard.

Shen Qiyin loosened her embrace, tightly grasped Tang Miao's soft hand, and said gently, "Tang Miao, you must follow me closely this time."

"Of course!" Tang Miao also held the other's slender hand tightly, his eyes determined. "We will definitely be able to get out, Qiyin. Even if we can't get out, I will die with you. We will never be separated."

"Don't say such unlucky words, idiot."

Shen Qinyin scolded with a wry smile, then looked around.

The moonlight was swallowed up by thick clouds, and the whole town seemed to be immersed in ink. Only a few scattered white lanterns were left, groaning in the wind.

There were muffled "dong, dong, dong" sounds coming from the distance, as if someone was hitting the coffin lid with a blunt object.

Shen Qinyin grabbed Tang Miao's wrist, and the two rushed into the narrow alley. They carefully stuck half of their heads out and observed the situation in the distance.

Smelly slime seeped from the cracks in the bluestone slabs, and every step felt like stepping on rotten internal organs.

The two men looked down and saw that the stone slabs under their feet were not there but a series of flattened human faces!

Their mouths were wide open, wailing silently, and dark brown blood flowed from their hideous facial features, which was extremely creepy.

"Don't be afraid, stay calm, these are all hallucinations."

Shen Qiyin felt that Tang Miao was trembling slightly, so she squeezed her palm to comfort her.

"I, I know, I'm not afraid, not at all!"

Tang Miao gasped for breath and took several deep breaths to calm himself down.

Although the method is very simple, it is indeed very effective in adjusting emotions. After calming down again, the face under my feet has disappeared and turned back into an ordinary bluestone slab.

The knocking sounds in the distance became more and more urgent. As the distance gradually shortened, the woman's mournful humming began to become clear:

"Good girl...go to sleep...you're not afraid of the dark in the coffin..."

The two of them quickly stuck to the corner wall, and a funeral procession slowly emerged from the fog in front of them.

Eight paper figures were carrying a pitch-black coffin, their faces painted with exaggerated blush, their mouths stretched from ear to ear, and they walked with stiff steps.

An old lady in funeral clothes was sitting on the coffin, holding a handful of paper money in her dry fingers. She scattered a handful with every step she took. The paper money turned into ashes when it fell to the ground, emitting a burnt smell.

"Strange people stay away - Yin people are on the road -"

Under the soul-guiding banner at the front of the team, a "person" wearing a green-faced, fang-toothed mask shouted in a drawn-out, shrill voice.

Tang Miao's breathing almost stopped. She found that the eyes of those paper figures were moving, as if they were staring straight at where they were.

Shen Qinyin also noticed this. She held Tang Miao's hand with her left hand, and secretly manipulated the mental thread with her right hand, ready to defend against the enemy at any time.

Fortunately, the funeral procession ignored them and walked away along the main road.

At the moment the funeral procession crossed the bridge, Tang Miao, who had been staring at them as they left, suddenly frowned and looked thoughtful.

"Wait a minute, Qiyin..."

"what happened?"

"I seem to have seen this scene before..."

"Where have you seen this before? Is this an illusion?"

"No, it's not an illusion. It happened much earlier, a long, long time ago."

Tang Miao's brows were furrowed, his features tense, as if he was deep in thought: "Whether it was the funeral procession we just encountered, or the woman's mournful singing voice earlier, I've seen them all before."

"..."

Shen Qiyin didn't say a word, quietly waiting for the other party's next words.

After a long while, Tang Miao finally seemed to remember something, and showed Shen Qiyin a look of sudden enlightenment: "Wait, it's that horror movie!"

"The one you just mentioned watching when you were a kid?"

"Yes! That horror movie about ghost marriage that I watched when I was a kid!"

Tang Miao said, stroking his chin as he thought, "No wonder I felt so many things looked so familiar. When I think about it carefully, this is totally a plot from a movie!

An isolated ancient town, a feudal and superstitious clan family, ghost marriages, paper figurines, coffins, funerals...

Not only the scenes, but even the plot development is exactly the same..."

Her eyes suddenly widened, staring blankly at Shen Qiyin: "Oh my God, Qiyin, are we trapped in a movie? Is that the movie world created by that entity?

"Hasn't there been a movie about a protagonist who travels to a movie world where evil spirits exist?"

Tang Miao's words were like a bolt of lightning that struck Shen Qinyin's mind, but compared to Tang Miao's guess, Shen Qinyin focused on Tang Miao's memories.

This is an idealistic world with the spirit at its core. Inner thoughts will be confirmed accordingly in this world...

"and many more!"

Tang Miao's voice trembled. She suddenly remembered something and grabbed Shen Qiyin's wrist and ran in the opposite direction of the funeral procession:

"If that's the case, then according to the movie plot, what should happen next is..."

Before he could finish his words, the doors of the mansions on both sides of the road suddenly creaked open one after another!

Every mansion is filled with paper people!

These paper figures were all dressed in modern clothes, with weird smiles painted on their faces. The most terrifying thing was that the two paper figures in the front row looked like Shen Qinyin and the others!

"I remember... the protagonists in the movie all turned into paper dolls and stayed in this town forever..."

Tang Miao swallowed and his face turned pale in an instant.

At this moment, there was another rustling sound behind me.

The two turned around and saw that a large number of wronged souls and evil spirits in the town had surrounded them at some point.

They were all standing on tiptoe, with the same strange smiles on their faces as the paper dolls, slowly approaching them.

Shen Qiyin no longer held back and instantly unleashed her spatial killing technique!

In an instant, with her as the center, an invisible ripple spread throughout the entire area in an instant. The space seemed to be cut by thousands of invisible sharp blades, making a teeth-grinding "ripping" sound.

Before those evil spirits standing on tiptoe could react, their bodies were cut into countless pieces as if they were thrown into a meat grinder.

Rotten flesh, black blood, and broken bones exploded in the air, turning into a foul-smelling black mist.

Not only that, wherever the space killing method passed, houses, streets, bricks and tiles, and even the air began to collapse!

In this brief moment, the entire space peeled off like a broken mirror.

But the next second, the drifting black mist actually condensed again in mid-air, the broken flesh squirmed and pieced together, and the broken bones connected with a crackling sound.

In just a blink of an eye, all the chopped evil spirits and buildings reappeared in front of them intact. The strange smiles on the faces of these spirits became even more distorted, and the corners of their mouths almost reached their ears.

Shen Qinyin snorted softly, her face looking so gloomy that water seemed to be dripping out of it.

Sure enough, it doesn’t work.

In an idealistic world, although one's own power can be used according to one's own will, the entity that dominates this world can also be reshaped infinitely.

To catch a thief, you must first catch the leader; to scold someone, you must first scold his mother. There are only two ways to break this situation.

The first one, of course, is to find the entity and kill it.

But at the moment, Shen Qinyin's detection ability is of no use at all, and it is simply a fantasy to want to find it.

As for the second method, it sounds more complicated than the first one -

That is to completely destroy this space.

This should allow us to return to our original reality.

Both methods are extremely difficult, but fortunately, Shen Qiyin has already figured out the second method.

As mentioned earlier, this world exists at the idealistic level and is a reflection of the spiritual world.

Since it is a mapping, there must be a prototype as the basis.

And the prototype of this world...

It is the most profound childhood shadow in Tang Miao's heart!

"Tang Miao, do you believe me?"

After Shen Qinyin asked this question, Tang Miao's expression changed from nervousness to confusion.