"Danger?"
Jiang Qiao's expression turned solemn.
Anything that could make him feel danger was bound to be terrifying beyond measure. It seemed the Music Box that had fallen into the corridor from the very beginning was part of some kind of killing move.
Smack!
A faint impact.
Amid the noise brought by the Vicious Ghost and the sounds of the Stove Fire burning, it seemed insignificant.
It could easily be mistaken for background noise.
But Jiang Qiao caught it!
He followed the sound with his eyes and immediately saw the Music Box Vicious Ghost appear in another direction. Its outfit was unchanged, but its body was covered in mud, as if it had just crawled out of a swamp.
That strange "smack"
was the sound of mud rolling off its body and striking the ground.
And the instant Jiang Qiao looked over,
it seemed to trigger some kind of curse switch.
He immediately felt as if both his feet had stuck to the ground. Some power was trying to make him grow together with the rust-covered metal floor.
From then on, becoming one.
No longer distinguishable from each other.
"Could that be where the rust came from?"
Jiang Qiao guessed.
At that moment, a cold, numbing sensation also crept slowly upward from the soles of his feet. It tried to invade his skin and freeze his muscles and bones... and even his Supernatural nature!
This was no ordinary curse.
It already involved a rule.
And a terrifyingly powerful one at that!
The former was grafting!
Assimilation!
The latter was not simply freezing, either. It was "stopping movement" and "ending change."
Everything moved.
People moved.
Ghosts moved.
Supernatural forces moved, too.
To not move
meant being eternally frozen in a single instant.
Terrifying!
However,
they soon failed.
With a little exertion,