Chapter 42 The World's Suffering

"You little brat, you don't even know how to solve this problem? Let me tell you, it's because this person is a ghost..."

Shen Wei's dark right hand said smugly.

"Wrong, it's because that person is wearing shoes..."

Shen Wei said quietly.

"Heh, kid, you've got something, but not enough. Let's go again!"

The black book clearly realized the seriousness of the situation, and it prepared to ask another question.

"Bring it on! I thought you were a profound ancient book, but I didn't expect you to be just a book of brain teasers. Watch how I handle you..."

An evil smile suddenly appeared on Shen Wei's face.

"If there is a car, the driver is a prince, and the passenger is a princess, whose car is it?"

The black book was aggressive.

Shen Wei said calmly, "If."

The black book was still unwilling to give up:

"If 3 people use 3 buckets of water in 3 days, how many buckets of water will 9 people use in 9 days?"

The strange right hand, which had been completely ignored, finally couldn't help but come out to find a sense of existence: "Shen Wei, I know this, I know this, it's 9 buckets of water..."

"Wrong, it's 27 buckets of water..."

"Little Right, if you have nothing to do, eat some Liuliumei plums. Brain teasers are not suitable for you..."

Shen Wei said earnestly to his right hand.

The blonde nun was dumbfounded, and the strange right hand directly shut itself down.

The black book began to become hysterical, and its pages began to flip wildly!

"What kind of car can ignore traffic rules and run rampant?"

"Shared bikes!"

"Damn it, you definitely can't answer this one. There are 5 apples in a bowl, and 5 children each get 1, but there's still one left in the bowl. Why?"

Shen Wei smiled contemptuously, "The last person took the bowl with them..."

………

"How is it possible? How is it possible?..."

After dozens of questions, the black book directly transformed into Xianglin's wife, sinking into deep self-doubt.

Shen Wei turned around and left, without any hesitation, leaving the black book with an extremely dashing back view.

"Wait a minute………"

The black book suddenly spoke.

"Could it be that he's become angry and wants to kill me directly? But I answered his questions perfectly and didn't violate Rule Seven..."

Shen Wei's footsteps suddenly stopped, and beads of cold sweat oozed from his forehead due to nervousness.

"That... that, can I follow in your footsteps?"

The voice of the black book was full of piety and longing.

"Why follow me? Go and walk a path that belongs to you! After all, wisdom should not be limited..."

After speaking, Shen Wei walked towards the passage leading to the 4th exhibition hall with a swagger.

"I will follow your teachings..."

At this moment, Shen Wei's back instantly became tall in the eyes of the black book.

"If pretending to be a big shot was a crime, you should be sentenced to death..."

Looking at Shen Wei, who was pretending without end, the strange right hand suddenly felt indignant.

Shen Wei shook his head helplessly, "Righty, listen to me, the world of pretending is too deep, you can't handle it. Leave it to me, a professional!..."

The strange right hand glanced at Shen Wei with the eye pattern on its palm: "Hearing your words is better than reading a whole book..."

………

The blonde nun, seeing Shen Wei arguing incessantly with his right hand, immediately added "neurotic" to his label of "pervert."

The two carefully walked into the passage leading to the fourth exhibition hall. This passage to the fourth exhibition hall seemed to possess human consciousness, and could even see the deepest fears in people's hearts.

Inside the passage, green lights flickered, and the walls were no longer hung with those evil and terrifying gods.

Instead, there were photos of their relatives and friends dying tragically, the photos were bloody and terrifying, but also vivid in their minds.

After seeing the photos, the blonde nun and Shen Wei were pulled into illusions, losing track of each other.

"Little Right, Little Right..."

Shen Wei called out softly, but no one responded!

When he reappeared, he was in a 3-bedroom, 1-living room apartment. At this time, a bloody scene was unfolding in the room. Shen Wei's father was stabbed more than 10 times by a person wearing a black hood and was lying in a pool of blood. And Shen Wei's mother was chopped in the neck with an ax by another person wearing a mask, and blood splattered all over that person's face and body.

"Dad, Mom..."

Shen Wei, still a child, hid under the bed with tears on his face, his body trembling with fear.

It was from this day that Shen Wei finally knew that the taste of blood was fishy, and that death was a fear engraved in people's bones!

This terrifying scene had become his nightmare. How many times had he been awakened by the rampant laughter of the two murderers in the middle of the night. Now that this terrifying scene had reappeared, intense fear continued to stimulate Shen Wei's fragile nerves.

Shen Wei's arm had already been bitten bloody, but this still did not prevent him from being discovered by the murderers.

"Little ghost, fear, tremble, you will never get rid of us. We are the nightmare you fear most in your heart..."

Shen Wei was dragged out from under the bed by two vicious murderers, who raised the knives and axes in their hands and slashed at him with a grin.

Shen Wei's head drooped, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyes. The corner of his mouth, still stained with a trace of blood, outlined a strange arc.

"Fear? Eternal nightmare? Maybe it used to be! But now, you should be the ones who are afraid... Look at the faces under your masks!..."

Shen Wei, still a child, did not move at all from beginning to end. But the knife and axe falling on his head seemed to have been frozen in time.

"What did you say?"

The murderer holding the knife, with a trace of fear in his voice, took off the black hood he was wearing and looked at the mirror next to him! In the mirror was a face that had been burned to charcoal!

"Ah ah ah ah... No... No... Impossible, I remember, I remember, you are so cruel..."

The murderer holding the ax turned into a pile of ashes with sparks in the screams. The other murderer holding the knife tremblingly took off his mask, and at this time his face was constantly melting and corroding, and his hands and his body were in the same situation.

"You... you demon..."

Before the murderer could finish his words,

he melted into a pool of stinky liquid.

"Do murderers have the right to call others demons?"

Shen Wei, still in the body of a child, muttered to himself!

At this moment, Shen Wei's father, with his intestines torn apart and covered in blood, slowly crawled up from the ground. His mother, whose neck had been cut off for the most part, also stood up, swaying. They walked to Shen Wei like puppets and put their bloody hands on his shoulders.

"Son, there is suffering in this world, you have nothing left, what is there for you to miss? Come with us..."