Chapter 25 The Eye

"This is the fucking eye-gouging they talked about?!" The thought flashed through everyone's mind.

Looking at Wen Liangshan's empty back of the head, Fatty couldn't help but shudder. He often suspected his brain had been hollowed out thanks to the doctors, but from today onwards, he wouldn't. After all, the scene before him was too terrifying.

Shi Xiaoya had her stomach emptied, and Wen Liangshan had his brain dug out. It seemed the ghosts in this mission liked doing such things.

"He had a chance to live," Gao Yan sighed, saying with regret, "It's just that he wasn't calm enough. What a pity."

Everyone just took this old guy to be farting.

Time was approaching, and the surrounding space began to change. The rain also gradually thinned out. Everyone could clearly feel that this was about to end.

Meng Y眠, who had killed Wen Liangshan, made a "whooshing" sound, standing in the rain in a red dress, her pale hands stained with blood.

Immediately afterward, the scene before them made everyone's hearts tremble violently.

Meng Y眠 opened her hand, and a round eyeball appeared in her palm, mixed with some red and white, tofu-like sticky substance, dripping onto the ground through her fingers.

As Meng Y眠 raised her head, her long hair was blown by the wind. Everyone saw her face clearly for the first time.

It was a fragmented face. The left cheekbone was collapsed, the nose was damaged, and the eye socket was torn. Jiangcheng's first reaction was that she had been hit by a stone with sharp edges.

Only two bloody holes remained in the place of her eyes, constantly bleeding outwards, like two lines of blood tears hanging on her face.

Meng Y眠 first placed her left eye into its socket. Good, it fit perfectly.

Everyone knew that this left eye was the one Meng Y眠 had snatched back before she died, clutched in her hand, her own eye.

Then, Meng Y眠 used her hands with sharp nails to hold up her right eye, Wen Liangshan's eye, and stuffed it into her empty right eye socket.

The movements were careful.

This scene was difficult to describe in words. Fatty's face was pale, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, suppressing his throat to avoid vomiting.

The expressions of the others were also very ugly. Everyone felt a sense of physiological discomfort.

"Dong."

"Dong."

......

After getting her eye, Meng Y眠 hopped away, her stiff red figure disappearing in the direction of the equipment room, presumably returning to the mirror again.

The weird tale was not ended, but at least... they survived.

"Look!" Shen Mengyun suddenly pointed to a place.

It was in the direction of the small woods, where Shen Mengyun had been hiding not long ago.

The rain gradually stopped, and the visibility improved. Through the gaps between the trees, they vaguely saw something there.

"It seems... it seems like a person," Fatty said suddenly, opening his eyes wide.

Sure enough, after everyone ran over, a pair of legs were revealed in the depression that Shen Mengyun had discovered earlier, her upper body buried in the withered yellow leaves.

Seeing the sports pants on this person's legs and the running shoes with steel nails on her feet, Jiangcheng knew her identity.

Xiao Lin.

The girl they were looking for, trapped in the abandoned playground weird tale.

Shen Mengyun pushed aside the fallen leaves, revealing a calm face.

It was indeed a girl.

Huai Yi went up to help, dragging the girl out of the depression and placing her aside.

The girl was wearing sportswear, and her physique was much stronger than ordinary girls. Her muscle lines were obvious, indicating that she exercised regularly.

Like Xiao Ting, whom they had found before, Xiao Lin had no scars on her body, looking as peaceful as if she were asleep, but she had already stopped breathing.

"Her body is still warm," Gao Yan withdrew his hand and said, looking at Xiao Lin's body, "She just died. The time of death shouldn't be more than half an hour."

"That is to say... when we first came in, she was still alive," Shen Mengyun frowned.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao Lin. Strangely, this calm face was even more terrifying than Meng Y眠's face.

More precisely, it should be unsettling.

Instinct told them that Xiao Lin's death had nothing to do with Meng Y眠.

She looked more like she had committed suicide.

Xiao Lin's hands were placed on both sides of her body. Jiangcheng noticed that her right hand was clenched into a fist. He quickly walked over, squatted down, and lifted the corpse's right hand.

The fist was clenched even tighter than he had imagined. He could only pry it open finger by finger until an eyeball stained with blood appeared before his eyes.

"Fuck!" Fatty was startled. He had developed a phobia of round things.

Xiao Lin was actually clutching an eyeball in her right hand.

After Jiangcheng took out the eyeball, he pinched it with his hand, then looked at everyone as if to confirm, and said calmly, "It's real."

Fatty was completely unwell.

Wang Qi stared at the eyeball, and after a moment, he said in a strange tone, "It seems that this eyeball is Meng Y眠's lost right eye. I didn't expect her to find it."

"But according to the mission rules, the person who finds Meng Y眠's lost right eye can end the weird tale. Why is Xiao Lin still trapped in the weird tale?" Shen Mengyun raised a very pertinent question.

Huai Yi also chimed in, "Yes, that doesn't make sense."

"Hehe, actually, we can think about it from a different perspective." Wang Qi stared at Xiao Lin's peaceful face, as if some kind of conjecture in his heart had been confirmed, "Perhaps... Xiao Lin herself doesn't want to end the weird tale."

Because of some things that had happened before, Huai Yi was always wary of this man. Hearing this, he frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Xiao Lin can only survive by staying in the weird tale. If the weird tale disappears, or she leaves the world created by the weird tale, then she will die." Jiangcheng stood up and looked at Wang Qi.

His face gradually stretched out, and the smile Wang Qi revealed was actually a bit hideous.

"What... what are you guys talking about?" Fatty looked at the doctor and Wang Qi, feeling that riddle-makers were the most annoying.

"Let's go, or we won't be able to get out!" Fatty glanced at the time on his phone and his voice changed with anxiety.

But the next second, he found that everyone was looking at him with a strange look.

A gentle look with a hint of pity, he seemed to have seen similar looks somewhere, like in a special public welfare program about caring for mentally retarded children.

He watched as the doctor sighed, then picked up the eyeball, and then... then he didn't see him do anything, and the rain in the world before him instantly stopped.

That strange feeling from another world also completely disappeared, and various subtle sounds began to appear around him: the rustling of the wind blowing the fallen leaves, and occasionally the strange cry of some unknown bird.

They were standing in a small woods, the leaves were almost gone, and not far away was an abandoned playground, which looked ordinary.

In front of them was a shallow pit, and Xiao Lin's body was gone.

Fatty suddenly found that everyone was tilting their heads, looking at him with an expectant look, as if to confirm that he would exclaim or sigh something amazing next.