Chapter 300: Chapter 261: I, Li Qingxuan, Have Made It!
Zuo Qiu Shude outside most likely had already left, while staying here meant certain death. Tong Han forced herself to stay calm and continued to parry with False-Teeth Old Granny, hoping to find an opportunity to escape.
"I didn’t see anything, Granny. Since there’s nothing wrong now, I’ll be leaving first. You take care of yourself." Tong Han tried to soothe her as much as possible.
The old woman did not answer but stepped aside. Tong Han, feeling as if she’d been pardoned, immediately headed for the door, but when she stood behind it, she was shocked.
Three locks had appeared on the door behind her, including a chain lock, as thick as a pinkie, with a large, rusty padlock hanging from it.
The old woman’s ethereal voice came from behind her, tinged with grievance, incomprehension, and deep sorrow, "Everyone wants to leave; you all want to desert this old woman. Yes, I’m old, I’m useless; I’m just a burden to all of you."
Tong Han turned around abruptly. The old woman was staring at three photographs on the wall, her expression growing more and more sinister. "You three are the children I bore. All I wanted was a taste of you, yet you call me mad, you ingrates!"
After speaking, she twisted her neck to look at Tong Han. The old woman’s sharp teeth in her mouth glinted with a chilling light, "My girl, you wouldn’t call me a madwoman, would you?"
"My girl, we are fated. From today on, I am your dear mother. Come, let your mother taste you. Do not follow in the footsteps of your three siblings, those unfilial wretches." The old woman lunged at Tong Han fiercely.
Despite being prepared, the dim surroundings and limited visibility only allowed Tong Han to face her for a moment before False-Teeth Old Granny tore off half her ear, causing blood to gush forth instantly.
As the old woman chewed large mouthfuls, she advanced on Tong Han, her eyes overflowing with bloody tears, her mouth emitting pained howls, "My girl, your mother raised you single-handedly with blood and milk. It’s not been easy for your mother!"
Tong Han knew she couldn’t get entangled with this lunatic any longer and fled into the bathroom, quickly shutting and locking the door behind her.
Outside, the old woman desperately pounded on the door. Amazingly, the thick wooden door was rattling, clearly not able to hold out much longer.
In the dimness, Tong Han found a switch on the wall and flipped it down. An old small light bulb, suspended by an electrical wire overhead, lit up, casting a yellow glow.
Seeing the large mirror above the washbasin, Tong Han had an idea. She tried to take the mirror down and managed to do so successfully.
She placed the mirror against the wall and slapped it with her hand, "Security room! Fu Changxue, Fu Changxue, can you hear me?"
After a moment, the originally clear mirror slowly turned cloudy. Then, unbelievably, the scene inside the security room appeared within the mirror. Tong Han could clearly see Fu Changxue and Cheng Ya’s astonished faces.
Cheng Ya didn’t ponder long, her only thought on rescue. She reached out towards the mirror, "Miss Tong, is that you? Quick, come out!"
Fu Changxue, however, was much more cautious. He began to retreat slowly and, behind Cheng Ya’s back, stealthily opened the door of the security room.
"I’m sorry!"
Tong Han snatched the mirror up forcefully, stood, and opened the door that was about to be broken through. She aimed the mirror at the doorway in a smooth, uninterrupted motion, and at the next instant, the old woman with her gaping maw eagerly lunged in. As soon as the old woman touched the mirror, she disappeared from Tong Han’s sight.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the mirror, Cheng Ya screamed piercingly as the old woman who rushed out of the security room mirror pinned her down. The old woman, baring her sharp teeth, bit into Cheng Ya’s face, tearing off her nose and a large piece of skin from her face.
Ah! Ah!" Cheng Ya emitted a scream unlike any human sound, thrashing desperately due to the excruciating pain, but it was to no avail.
As for Fu Changxue, seeing that the situation was amiss, he had already fled through the opened door, slamming it behind him to buy himself more time.
On the other side of the mirror, Tong Han made a swift decision, smashing the mirror to ensure that False-Teeth Old Granny couldn’t find her way back through it.
Tong Han could have escaped through the mirror just then, but that wouldn’t do; then her journey here would have been in vain. She had to complete her mission tonight or risk complications later.
Like Yang Xiao, she didn’t trust others, only herself.
She searched the whole room at top speed and found the keys to the door locks in a wooden drawer. After triple-checking that there was no ambush outside, Tong Han cautiously opened the door and tiptoed out. Her target was room number 85.
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Elsewhere, Yang Xiao was also on the move. Mr. Wen had closed the storeroom door, leaving Yang Xiao alone inside. Yang Xiao closed his eyes, taking step by step backward. He didn’t feel like he had passed through a mirror, until his foot touched something soft.
He had experienced a similar sensation earlier that day in room 3028, on the thick carpet in the bedroom.
Opening his eyes, Yang Xiao found himself indeed having crossed over. Although the surroundings were dim, he could vaguely make out that he was in a bedroom. He slowly turned around and, as expected, saw the bed in the middle of the room, with a frail, pale-skinned child lying on it.
The child’s eyes were closed, as if deep in sleep.
Four chains each shackled the child’s wrists and ankles, firmly holding the child to the single bed. It was a clear case of imprisonment.
Since arriving here, Yang Xiao had been experiencing an intense sense of oppression. He knew that there was another extremely dangerous entity present, undoubtedly the massive Source Ghost.
