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Qin Yu directly burst into tears this time. How could he not know that closing the door was a foolish thing to do? But did he have any other choice? The answer was clearly no. Rushing out directly at this time would be even more brainless. After all, the two rooms were adjacent. If he rushed out, it would be like throwing himself directly into that monster's embrace; that would truly leave him no chance to even think. By closing the door, he could still buy a little time.
And at this moment, the monster outside had also come to its senses, and began to pound on the main door with thump-thump sounds. Its strength was immense; it was fortunate this door was sturdy, otherwise it wouldn't have withstood even two blows. But looking at the way it was shaking, it probably wouldn't last much longer.
"Master, what do you think I should do now?" Qin Yu's heart was pounding like a drum at this moment. The way he looked at Yao Yao had changed. Disregarding any concern for his image, his voice trembled as he pleaded for help. If he could go back in time, he would have given himself several hard slaps. He had been so confident at the beginning; if he had just run when the Master told him to, how could he be in such a awkward situation now? But there was no medicine for regret in the world; he still had to live in the present.
Hearing this question, Yao Yao's expression also became grave, because she didn't have a good solution either. That Painted Skin had already made its move ahead of schedule. With its cultivation level, the time it would take to break down the door would definitely be much faster than the time it would take for her to get there. By the time she actually arrived, the only thing she could probably do was collect the body.
Seeing the person's silence, Qin Yu's heart sank completely to the bottom. With the constant, loud banging on the door stimulating his ears, Qin Yu finally couldn't bear the pressure anymore. He wiped away his tears and suddenly roared at Gu Yu.
"Gu! I've never begged anyone in my life! We're brothers! Today, I'm asking you for one thing! Withdraw the money from my bank account and send it back home to my mom!"
"Tell her that I, this unfilial son, can no longer be filial to her."
"Next, you listen carefully! My bank card password is, two-five-five-seven-four-seven!"
"Remember, it's two-five-five-seven-four-seven!"
Because he had been too panicked just now, his earpiece had fallen off somewhere. Now, unable to hear through the Bluetooth connection, Qin Yu could only turn it off and switch to speakerphone. He was afraid Gu Yu wouldn't remember his password, so he shouted it twice at the top of his lungs.
This scene was simply too tragic. His fans in the live stream room were about to cry their eyes out.
[Nooo, Master, please, please save my A-Yu! He's still so young!]
[He starred in several big productions this year, and his results were so good! He might have even won a Golden Horse Best Actor award! He can't die here, wuwuwu!]
"Big Brother, don't be so pessimistic either." Seeing the live stream room about to turn into a funeral wail, and her own Seventh Brother also looking at her pleadingly, Yao Yao had no choice but to interrupt.
She indeed couldn't make it in time, but it didn't mean there was no way out. Upon noticing the abnormality on the responsible person's body, she had already considered the problem of not arriving in time. So, after deducing the latter's location, she immediately used a jade tablet to request help from the Underworld officials (Yin Chai) in that area. This was her first time using it, so she felt somewhat unconfident; she had only intended to keep it as a last resort.
And just as the person closed the door, Yao Yao unexpectedly received a reply saying they could help. However, the other party indicated they were nearby and would take about three minutes to arrive. This timeframe was reasonable. It would take time for the ghost to break down the door. Then, if she used a ghost-slaying charm at a critical moment to injure the other party, she could delay things a bit more. All things considered, the probability of this Big Brother escaping this calamity was very high.
"Is there really a way?" Qin Yu suddenly saw this turn of events. He was stunned for a moment, then his whole being came alive, his eyes shining as he looked over.
"Mm-hmm, but whether it succeeds or not, the key still lies with you, Big Brother." Yao Yao didn't hide anything. She knew that only when people could see hope would they strive desperately. Her ghost-slaying charm could only be used once. Once used, it meant that Painted Skin would be enraged. Before that unknown Underworld official arrived, the danger would be immense, and Big Brother could only rely on himself.
Hearing this, Qin Yu first felt a twinge of a toothache. After all, entrusting his life to fate like this was a huge gamble, arguably very irrational. But he had no other choice.
"Okay. Later, after it breaks down the door, please create an opportunity for me, Master." He refused to believe he was truly short-lived. Wasn't it just a Painted Skin demon? He didn't want to die; even if King Yama himself came, he couldn't take him away.
"Mm-hmm. Later, Big Brother, just run outside with all your might. Don't stop unless I shout." Perhaps infected by the confidence in someone's eyes, Yao Yao also sat up straight, preparing herself.
Qin Yu took a deep breath. He had chosen a corner near the door precisely for the convenience of rushing out later.
And at this moment, that evil ghost, thoroughly enraged by being blocked by the door, stopped shaking it. In the next instant, an immense force struck, and the door, unable to bear it, was instantly smashed open. That Painted Skin rushed into the room, its gaze quickly locking onto the prey it had set its sights on.
"You shouldn't have resisted!" The Painted Skin opened its two crimson lips, its white pupils full of evil energy. It hated food that resisted because that was a provocation to its majesty. For this kind of food, it would usually tear apart the soul and fuse it into its own skin as nourishment. And its flesh and blood would become sustenance for its own path of transformation.
The Painted Skin demon was already eager to feast on blood. It let out a sharp shriek, and its figure lunged forward. Its speed was heart-stoppingly fast; Qin Yu's naked eye couldn't capture it at all. Fortunately, the one who needed to capture it was Yao Yao, and in Yao Yao's eyes, its speed was full of openings.
Just before it got close to his body, Yao Yao's ghost-slaying charm also left her lips. Although charms had greatly reduced power against this kind of ghost that used a medium, Yao Yao had, after all, stepped into the eighth rank. She couldn't quite achieve "words become law," but the amount of heaven and earth energy she could mobilize was still considerable.
With a loud "boom," the force of the ghost-slaying charm sent the Painted Skin demon flying heavily, crashing into surrounding objects, which shattered noisily all over the floor.
"Run!" Regarding such a huge commotion behind him, Qin Yu didn't even have the courage to look back. He was like a fierce horse whose tail had been set on fire, using almost every ounce of strength he possessed. If it were recorded, this speed would definitely be the fastest in his entire life. After running thirty or forty meters out the door, he heard a roar full of rage from behind him. Qin Yu's scalp tingled.
That Painted Skin was chasing after him!