Chapter 317 - 317 115 What Actually Happened at the Time


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“[Your name is Li Mumu…]”


“[Main personality regained sanity…]”


Li Mumu opened her eyes and found herself holding a sharp surgical knife, in front of her was the body of a young girl whose throat had been slashed.


This scene felt eerily familiar…


What the hell?


Starting over from the beginning?


What about my saved data?


Li Mumu was greatly shocked, almost making her blood pressure skyrocket.


After calming down, she carefully observed her surroundings and realized there were subtle differences from the first cycle.


At least the person lying on the ground wasn’t Wendy.


It was Li Mumu…


Then who the hell am I?


“Wendy?”


“I’m here.”


Hearing Wendy’s voice, Li Mumu suddenly turned around and saw Wendy lying on a sofa in just a tank top and underwear, holding a suspicious pink bubbly drink in her hand, with her legs crossed and tilting her head looking at her.


The surrounding furniture and decorations looked strikingly familiar, identical to the Freud Family’s mansion in Saifu.


“What…what’s the situation now?”


“This is our family’s Dreamland for Children.


You don’t even remember this?”


Wendy put down the drink and said with a shrug, “Do you want me to give you a quick summary, or do you need the full explanation?”


“Start with the short version.”


“You’re already dead.”


“…And then?


That’s it?


What about the full version?”


“We both might be dead.”


“That’s some full version!”


Li Mumu was furious, not appreciating being teased like this!


“Alright, no more joking.


Before I explain, you tell me how much of your memory has returned?


Or rather…


what point are you stuck at?”


Li Mumu took a deep breath and began to recall.


“That night, Senior Sister Zuo Yan came to find me, took the two of us to a Red Lantern Society event to see the excitement…”


“Then those Red-Robed Elders figured out the location of the enemy’s lair through causality calculation, but when we got there, we realized it was a trap set specifically for them…”


“[You gradually recall, that night’s massive explosion…]”


The first time riding the “Magpie Bridge” in the sky was truly thrilling.


The main force of the Red Lantern Society marched mightily towards the enemy’s lair, seeming almost certain of victory.


However, at the moment they landed, the earth shattered.


Countless Red Strings danced across the sky.


The Red String Divine Art bestowed by the Guiding Bodhisattva inherently had the effect of resisting damage, and there were more than three Red-Robed Elders present at the scene.


The enemy who designed this trap clearly hadn’t anticipated this issue.


Although only three elders officially presided over the Incense Hall, there were others like Sister Zuo Yan, who, like casual onlookers, stood aside enjoying the show.


In total, there were six Red-Robed Elders present, plus Li Mumu, an unofficial member, whose autonomous Red String immediately wove a thick net, blocking most of the explosion’s force at the first instance.


After the explosion, almost all of the Red-Robed Elders of the Red Lantern Society were unscathed, and the Lamp Holding Rakshasa sustained mostly minor injuries, with hardly any severe injuries or deaths.


“There’s a traitor among us!”


The person who realized this immediately directed their gaze towards Yang Youxuan, who had suggested this proactive attack tonight.


She clearly was prepared, and her suspicion was undoubtedly the greatest.


Besides her, none of the others even knew they were going to attack this place before the Incense Hall opened; how could the enemy have prepared such a devastating bomb in advance?


If it had been someone else, or even if only half the members of the Red Lantern Society had come today, it’s likely they wouldn’t have escaped the blast.


Yang Youxuan, too, was injured by the blast in one eye, her face covered in blood.


Facing everyone’s suspicious eyes, she couldn’t help but doubt herself.


“It wasn’t me…”


Seeing Shi Yulan approaching with a murderous look, Yang Youxuan instinctively retreated again and again, “Mom!


I’m not the traitor!


See?


Didn’t I predict this?


They were ready to target us!”


“Stop it, Xiaoxuan is right, we were set up.”


The leading Red-Robed Elder raised a hand to stop Shi Yulan, who was about to capture Yang Youxuan, and motioned her to look up at the sky.


“The explosion was just the first step…”


Everyone had been shaken by the sudden explosion, not noticing the crack that had quietly appeared in the sky.


The smell of gunpowder in the air also masked the strange odor emanating from that crack.


It was the smell of death.


Li Mumu’s accumulated Red String had been mostly depleted by the violent explosion; she felt as if she had shed a layer of clothing and involuntarily shivered under the night breeze.


But she quickly realized, it was not an illusion.


She raised her hand and noticed a layer of dark frost had somehow settled on her sleeve.


A creepy and silent atmosphere quietly enveloped her heart, giving rise to feelings of boredom, emptiness, fatigue, and oppression.


The whispers in her ears urged her to lie down, close her eyes, and never wake up.


“This isn’t an ordinary bomb; it’s not just us it blasted, but also the barrier between dimensions.”


The Red-Robed Elder stared intently at the increasingly large crack in mid-air: “On the other side…


is the Netherworld Springs!”


Although Li Mumu didn’t understand, she was deeply shocked.


Could something like this really be blown open by a bomb?


“This is a double trap, either to kill us or to blow open the Netherworld Springs.


Now that we are contaminated with the Water of Netherworld Springs, it might not affect us, but if we take it back, it could cause disaster.”


The Red-Robed Elder stared at the frost on her fingertip and quickly made a decision: “They anticipated our concerns and prepared so thoroughly; this plan wasn’t made just now.


Zuo Yan, report this situation to the City God’s Office.


Yulan, notify the Special Service Bureau…


No one is to leave; all present Lamp Holding Rakshasa enter the Blood River Map to hibernate.”


Her gaze swept around and finally landed on Li Mumu: “I’m sorry, Little Junior Sister, although you are an outsider, you too have been caught up in this mess, and I’m afraid you won’t be able to go home today.”


Li Mumu was at a loss.


Whether or not I can go home doesn’t matter.


Can I be of any use if I stay?


Zuo Yan quietly explained to her: “We are now contaminated with the Water of Netherworld, a deadly poison.


We are temporarily safe thanks to the protection of the Red String from Her Majesty, Bodhisattva, but if we go out, any ordinary person who comes within thirty feet of us will surely die!”


Li Mumu quickly checked on Wendy, noticing her complexion indeed didn’t look good.


“I’m fine, but what about this rift?”


Wendy pointed straight to the core of the problem: “This rift is about to open, and if the so-called Water of Netherworld Springs gushes out, it won’t just be a question of whether we can leave or not, right?”