Grooming and Dressing

The exploration of the second-floor bathroom concluded.

This profound darkness and eeriness felt as if a pen had written "fear" directly onto the surface of their brains.

While Luo Di could suppress this emotion through his intense focus on the murderer, the class monitor was struggling. The mental stimulation from the fear caused her to instinctively reach out for something to hold onto.

Naturally, she grasped something that felt similar in temperature to her own body and, in her mind, could be relied upon.

Their palms met, As she felt warmth, she also encountered a very strange texture.

Rough, uneven, and partially stiff.

It didn't feel like the hand of a high school student at all, but rather like the palm of a laborer in their thirties or forties. However, this discomfort brought an unexpected sense of security, temporarily curbing her fear.

The class monitor's eyes slowly moved upward, looking at the owner of the hand, at Luo Di. He didn't turn his head, merely gazing silently at the secondary bedroom ahead.

Perhaps, in Luo Di's view, in such a dimly lit environment, physical contact was necessary to ensure their safety.

Thus, hand in hand, the two gradually approached the secondary bedroom, checking for any potential dangers within.

Creak—As the door was pushed open, a suffocating stench of rot wafted out.

Light flooded into the room. The secondary bedroom, which hadn't been lived in for who knows how long, was finally opened, filled with dust, cobwebs, and piled-up miscellaneous items.

This struck Luo Di as odd.

Generally, places like this residential complex required applications based on family units, and the size of the house was arranged according to the number of family members. A bedroom shouldn't be left unoccupied.

However, although this secondary bedroom had been sealed for a long time, no problems were found.

This left only the master bedroom at the very back.

Hoo—

Luo Di took a deep breath, gripping the hilt of his knife, and together with the class monitor, they arrived before the master bedroom's slightly ajar door.

The wooden door was painted a crimson red, but it emitted a fishy smell rather than the scent of paint.

Pushing the door open, The master bedroom's size was also expanded, being twice as large as the living room, comparable to the master bedroom of a large apartment.

Yet, in such a vast room, only a single candle burned, and the candle was located deep in a corner of the room, on a rosewood embroidered vanity.

The bride they had seen earlier was sitting there.

Only her veil had been removed, Revealing the back of her head, with sparse hair, resembling the surface of the moon.

This appearance perfectly matched the Imposter who had broken into the house earlier. However, that entity was no longer spider-like; all its limbs had returned to normal length, making it look like a [person].

Her hands were moving in front of her, seemingly applying makeup.

Since the mirror had been completely smashed, the woman's face could not be seen clearly.

Additionally, on the master bedroom's large bed sat the "groom," but this groom, like the one seen in the living room earlier, was a paper figure.

Despite the absence of windows, a chilling wind blew through, dimming the single candle on the vanity to its lowest possible flame.

At the same moment, the woman's voice echoed through the master bedroom, "Humans your age usually can't escape my grasp, yet you perfectly evaded my sneak attack.

As expected, this young lady is very different.

Her appearance, her hair, her figure—she's the most perfect I've ever seen in my life. The moment she knocked on my door, I knew it had to be her.

Wonderful! With this face, with this hair, I can finally marry my husband!

As for you, young man, the two girls I killed earlier were quite pitiful. I had originally planned to use one girl's face and the other's hair to complete my wedding, but now neither is needed.

You can stay here and keep them company. They'll be very happy. They were already laughing when we met in the bathroom just now.

Hahaha~"

As the woman's laughter continued, the candlelight flickered unstably.

Her head began to turn slowly, gradually revealing her full face.

She wasn't applying makeup at all.

In her hands were a pair of scissors and a utility knife. She had already cut off her entire face, revealing the bloody internal structure.

She was ready to put on the so-called "new face."

In the bloody face illuminated by the candlelight, the woman's nose bridge split down the center, the crack extending to her mouth, and her lips also tore open on either side.

This formed facial cracks along the X, Y, and Z axes, resembling a "flesh corner," the very key to maintaining this Corner Space.

As this bloody face was revealed, Luo Di prepared himself for battle.

But, hoo—

The woman didn't lunge. Instead, she opened her mouth and blew out the candle.

The room's only light source extinguished, plunging it into instant darkness.

Luo Di suddenly realized something: the class monitor was holding a lamp. Even if the candle went out, the lightbulb would be enough to illuminate the master bedroom.

Currently, only the few red candles scattered on the second floor were providing a faint light.

Luo Di tilted his head to look beside him, at the class monitor who was still holding his hand.

However, Under the dim light, all he could see was a paper figure.

The touch of the hand turned into paper upon seeing the figure, and spiders crawled out from within, biting Luo Di's hand.

Ignoring the spider bites on his hand, Luo Di threw the paper figure away and then lunged into the pitch-black master bedroom.

But there was nothing inside the master bedroom anymore, including the paper groom he had seen earlier.

"Damn it!"

He seemed to realize something and turned to rush out of the master bedroom, preparing to head to the living room downstairs.

Just then, A sound came from the bathroom again.

It was no longer dripping water, but footsteps…

The swollen paper figure, which Luo Di had thrown out earlier and was stuffed with spiders, emerged from inside. However, the paper figure's head had been grafted with two young girls' heads.

Their expressions were exactly the same as when they were floating before, smiling tragically.

Their hair also grew wildly, twining towards Luo Di, wanting to capture the handsome young man and be with him forever.

However, Through the gaps in the black hair, a face filled with hatred could be seen.

At this moment, Luo Di's eyes were wide open, his eyeballs bloodshot, exactly like a murderer in extreme rage during the climax of a movie.

Drip~

A drop of blood fell onto the floor.

It wasn't that the black hair had caused any injury, But Luo Di had drawn his thumb across the blade, feeding his blood to the "jiangshi pituitary gland" residing within, and switched to holding it with both hands.

The oozing blood was immediately absorbed by the jiangshi skin and nerves on the blade's surface, transported to the pituitary gland, and some change was activated.

It felt like a Sacrifice, Offering blood and receiving corresponding power.

Gacha gacha~ Dark nerves sprang up all over the handle's surface, clinging to Luo Di's palm and achieving a strange fusion.

Finally, The entire palm and wrist area were covered with jiangshi skin, forming a jiangshi-like structure.

Even his fingernails had grown longer, turning black, becoming sturdy and sharp.

Both hands were like this.

His hand, which had been bitten by spiders earlier, was completely healed, and the poison within was completely corroded by the corpse poison.

In the six months since obtaining this "Corner-transforming item," Luo Di had been practicing secretly every night.

About two months after obtaining the item, he heard a whisper from inside the blade for the first time.

Give me blood

Now, half a year had passed, and he was already accustomed to using this Corner-transforming item.

Swish!

The twining black hair was all cut off.

His muscular calves instantly exploded, carrying Luo Di as he charged towards the double-headed paper figure.

During the charge, both hands moved in unison.

Slash and Claw

One slash cut open the right girl's head, One claw tore open the left girl's face.

The two severed heads fell to the ground, and the paper figure's body followed, collapsing.

The stiff smile on the girls' faces seemed to soften at this moment, becoming relieved, and was finally swallowed by the swarm of spiders.