Chapter 27 I'm Not Dead

"This thing's strength isn't much, but its appearance is quite bizarre..."

Shen Wei's strange right hand opened its palm and aimed at the bizarre exhibit.

Looking at the fat man in front of him, Shen Wei couldn't help but swallow, then turned to look at the exhibit's description.

Changming Lantern: A humanoid anomaly. The green flames are its true form. Insidious and cunning, it enjoys arson.

The fat man with flames burning inside his head saw Shen Wei approaching. He stuck out his pale tongue and frantically licked the glass display case, his appearance full of madness and perversion.

"I originally thought you were already the king of perverts. Never expected this guy to be even more perverted than you..."

Shen Wei raised his right hand and complained.

"You brat, you dare mock this great one. Fatal Daji..."

"Dame, ahhh..."

Suffering a heavy blow, Shen Wei clamped his legs together and walked with strange steps toward the next exhibit.

Inside this glass display case was a gaunt, disheveled anomaly wearing an ancient blue opera costume.

Although her face was covered by long, messy hair, intuition told Shen Wei that it was a woman.

Exhibit (Ming Ling): An anomalous corpse corroded by nether energy and resentment. Capricious and has killed countless people.

"The description makes her sound fierce and brutal. Luckily, she can't get out, or I'd be in trouble..."

Shen Wei said with a look of relief.

As if sensing Shen Wei's words, the Ming Ling, who was pinching her fingers in a lotus gesture and posing gracefully, suddenly moved mechanically like a puppet controlled by strings. Then, an eerie, ethereal, and mournful opera singing sounded, giving Shen Wei goosebumps all over.

At the same time, the woman in the blue opera costume emitted a series of cracking bone sounds all over her body, slowly moved her feet to the front of the display case, reached out, pushed open the glass door, and slowly walked out...

"What the f*ck, she's not playing by the rules..."

The smile froze on Shen Wei's face.

The strange right hand said in exasperation, "Brat, I told you not to tempt fate..."

"Brat, don't panic. I'll give this broad a Submarine捞月 combined with a Dragon Claw Hand combo to deflate her arrogance, hehehe..."

The strange right hand began to twist uncontrollably, its appearance extremely lewd.

"You pervert, you can't do that! Are you trying to get us killed faster?"

Shen Wei tried his best to hold back his strange right hand.

"Brat, then what do you say we should do?"

Shen Wei's remembering right hand panicked a little, after all, it didn't want to be an exhibit in this oddity museum forever.

"Don't panic in this situation. First, take out your phone and post a moment. Hey, where's my phone?"

Shen Wei searched all over his body for his phone.

"What time is it? You brat is still fooling around. Didn't you drop your phone in the last exhibition hall?"

The strange right hand's tone began to turn unkind, and it was ready to use the Fatal Strike again at any moment.

"Just kidding. What else can we do? We can just play a life-betting game with her again..."

Shen Wei said indifferently as he watched the Ming Ling sing opera for him.

"Brat, I know why your transformation is so great. You're shifting your attention to make yourself less afraid. It's very likely that...you feel that the formless and intangible 'It' has tracked you to the inhuman (ancient) exhibition hall..."

Shen Wei's strange right hand suddenly realized.

"As expected of the right hand of an evil god, your mind works fast. Normal people can't eliminate their fear, they can only constantly restrain it. Of course, that's only one reason. Another reason is that the monkey doll in my pocket hasn't issued a danger warning. There's a high probability that this opera-singing Ming Ling won't hurt me, at least not fatally..."

Shen Wei took out the monkey doll in his pocket, looked at it, and put it back.

At this time, the Ming Ling in the blue opera costume had finished her song. She raised her arm stiffly and pointed at Shen Wei!

"She doesn't want me to sing and dance a song too, does she? But I sing off-key. She won't kill me because I sing off-key, will she?"

Shen Wei's forehead was immediately covered with cold sweat, and his face turned pale with fright.

"You good-for-nothing, you can't do anything. It seems that this great one has to take the stage personally..."

The strange right hand pointed at Shen Wei's nose and mocked him...

"That's great. I've never heard an evil god sing before..."

Shen Wei looked curiously at his strange right hand.

"Don't be happy too soon. This great one has a condition!"

"What condition? I'll sing, and you'll dance..."

"Okay, today I'll risk my life to accompany you..."

Shen Wei bit his teeth and decided to risk his old face.

"That brat, I'm going to start singing..."

Shen Wei's strange right hand cleared his throat and directly showed off his singing voice:

"aaa, you are my baby, missing you is a torment, baby baby, let's have a drink..."

Shen Wei was dumbfounded: "Isn't that my phone ringtone? Don't tell me, he sings really well. The rhythm control is very good. Every note is on key, and he even has a male god bubble voice. I'm being compared by a hand, I'm not convinced..."

The strange right hand pointed at Shen Wei while singing!

"Fortunately, I used to watch a lot of girls dancing on my phone..."

Shen Wei danced to the song, making heart gestures, swinging his hips, and waving his hands. He really looked like he knew what he was doing.

After a song, dance, and rap, the Ming Ling in the blue opera costume tilted her head and looked at Shen Wei with a confused expression. She didn't move for a long time. At this time, Shen Wei didn't dare to breathe loudly, and stared at the other party without blinking. Finally, the Ming Ling twisted her creaking body and walked.

However, she didn't attack Shen Wei, but silently practiced Shen Wei's dance and the ghost hand's sung Hei Tao A (black ace) by herself.

Although the Ming Ling sang better than the ghost hand and danced better than Shen Wei, Shen Wei didn't have time to admire her dance and hi song here. He slowly retreated backward while facing the Ming Ling, and finally flashed and disappeared behind a display case.

"Seduce and run, that's so exciting..."

The strange right hand gave Shen Wei a thumbs up.

"No one will treat you as a mute if you don't speak. We were able to escape this time not because you sang well, nor because I danced well. That's because I didn't violate the rules, so I didn't trigger a fatal death game..."

Before Shen Wei could finish his words, his pupils suddenly shrank. Because he saw Liu Wendong, holding two broken knives, constantly muttering to himself.

"How is this possible? How could my knife break? It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be!..."