"What are they?"
The Daoist tucked his hand into the folds of his wide robe, a faint smile curling his lips as he answered in an airy tone.
"They? Perhaps they're another form of life."
Hey, hey!
Zhao Hun's mouth twitched. Why did this man sound so mystical and cryptic? "Are they Weird?"
The Daoist turned his head.
Though his eyes were covered by yellow talismans, Zhao Hun could feel that the other man was watching him.
"What do you think Weird are?"
Zhao Hun opened his mouth. Weren't Weird just Weird?
They were the strange entities created by the Horror Game.
The Daoist peeled the talisman paper from around his face, revealing eyes that were somewhat hollow and unfocused.
Zhao Hun was startled. This Daoist was actually blind?
He hadn't seemed blind at all when he moved earlier.
"Weren't Weird just Weird?"
They were monsters distinct from humans and other living creatures, things that shouldn't exist in reality.
"Unfortunately, it seems you haven't seen through it."
The Daoist's inscrutable words left Zhao Hun utterly confused. He racked his brains, trying to figure out what it was that he hadn't seen through.
At the same time, Zhao Hun felt another flash of strange discomfort.
Over there.
The two female ghosts had fought their way from inside the room to outside.
Wedding Dress Ghost and the Resentful Woman were evenly matched. They fought fiercely, with neither side able to claim victory.
The Daoist could tell that if they continued like this, the Resentful Woman under his control would win by a narrow margin, but she would also be badly weakened and need several months to recover.
So, instead of continuing to watch, he joined the battle.
The Daoist carried no weapon. He faced Wedding Dress Ghost barehanded, and each of his