Chapter 150 Yan Yue’s Letter

"I won’t listen, I won’t listen, System’s chanting." Lin Yun shook her head again, not wanting to listen to the System’s excuses.

Below the daily tasks in the haunted house, there were several tasks that had been completed.

Daily Task: Successfully destroyed the haunted house [Red Sleeve Pavilion] instance (Completed)

Task Reward: Xiaohe Doll *1

Daily Quest: Kill Yao Niang (Completed)

Task Reward: 1 point

Daily Task: Ride the Ferris wheel once and successfully exit it.

Task Reward: 20 points

[Just so you know, although the mission to kill Yao Niang is complete, it was Zhang Xiaochuan who killed her, so you can only get 1 point.]

"It’s okay, I understand."

"Having one point is already pretty good; I didn’t expect the task of destroying the Red Sleeve Pavilion."

After receiving the mission reward, Lin Yun took out the doll again.

[Puppet Xiaohe: Has two forms, Courtesan Xiaohe & Demon Xiaohe, with different abilities corresponding to different forms.]

When necessary, the Puppet Xiaohe can attach itself to its host and act on their behalf, or it can act independently as a puppet.

The doll was tiny, about the size of a palm.

Its current appearance was exactly as Lin Yun had first seen Xiaohe; it was exquisitely beautiful.

"Do other people also get puppets after completing the mission?"

[The other four also have dolls, but for different purposes. You and Song Zhenzhen have female dolls, while the others have male dolls, in case anything else happens.]

Lin Yun nodded again and placed the Xiaohe doll on the table beside the bed.

"Can this little thing move normally? Or is it just like this?"

[It can move, it can move right now, it’s just pretending not to move.]

Lin Yun added another question mark.

[Oh dear, although Yan Yue told them about the outside world, she’s still an ancient person. She was just a little scared when she discovered that a wisp of her consciousness had become a puppet.]

"...If she can become a puppet, then what about Yan Yue?"

[He’s dead.]

[You’ll see for yourself when you look at the gift she gave you; there’s a letter inside.]

Lin Yun turned her gaze away from the Xiaohe doll and took out the gift from the email.

She almost forgot because the System didn’t remind her.

Upon opening the gift, she found a letter and several items inside.

Lin Yun didn’t look at the items again, but opened the letter.

[Old classmate, long time no see.]

When I saw you, I knew you probably didn’t remember me.

But it’s okay, let me introduce myself again. My name is Yan Yue, the Yan Yue of pleasant and gentle expression.

By the time you read this letter, I should already be a pile of ashes along with Hongxiulou.

The purpose of my writing this letter is actually very simple: I’m afraid you won’t remember who I am, and I also want to tell you what happened after we came in, and how I got trapped here.

Speaking of which, we’re actually from the same hometown. I’m from your mother’s side of the family. Although our villages are quite far apart, we’re in the same town, haha.

Although we went to the same middle school, we weren’t close. I only found out from my family.

Oh dear, let’s not talk about that. If you are able to return to China in the future, please help me. I can’t go back. Please help me build a cenotaph in my hometown. I beg you.

I came to this special world two years ago, but I don’t know what the rules of this world have become now, or whether your rules are the same as ours were before.

According to the System, we were the first group to enter, and we were all wiped out here.

The first batch of people who came in totaled 100. I survived until the tenth day, and on the tenth day, I entered the haunted house.

The haunted house had just opened, and I was forced to eat something from the amusement park that day, so I’m forever stuck in the haunted house.

Every NPC and staff member in the haunted house is a ghost, not a human, including me.

I died in the haunted house long ago. As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the Red Sleeve Pavilion, Yao Niang took me inside, and I died in the dry well of the Red Sleeve Pavilion.

And so I became a maid in the Red Sleeve Pavilion.

Yao Niang fed me a lot of mind-controlling powder, but she had already made preparations before I died, so the mind-controlling powder quickly lost its effect.

However, I didn’t let Yao Niang find out. I pretended to be stupid and tried my best to play the role of a little maid.

Later, other survivors came in, but they also died. They all became the ghosts in the dry well, and the maids and servants in the Red Sleeve Pavilion.

I did think about helping them, but Aunt Yao kept a close eye on them, and I was afraid of being exposed, so I could only watch helplessly.

Later, I noticed something was off between Yao Niang and Xiaohe.

Xiaohe was also a pitiful person. She was sold into the Red Sleeve Brothel by her parents. Although she didn’t have to sell herself, she still had a hard life.

That guy’s name is Song Xizheng, right? He does look a lot like the scumbag who betrayed Xiaohe, which is why Xiaohe showed signs of losing control.

That scumbag promised to redeem Xiaohe, but unexpectedly, after Xiaohe left for two days, he sent her back because of an imperial decree.

Xiaohe was sold back again, drugged, and sent back. She didn’t know what had happened, only that she had been sold back to Hongxiulou.

So I found a solution.

It took me a lot of effort to persuade Xiaohe, and I also found out about Xiaohe’s brother.0

Zhang Xiaochuan came to Hongxiulou after his parents died. He knew that Xiaohe had been sold there, and he wanted to save her.

So we made a plan.

This plan was actually prepared a long time ago. Not only that, we also successfully turned the girls in the building against us.

Yao Niang treated them badly, and the girls in the brothel were also very dissatisfied with Yao Niang. However, Yao Niang controlled the entire Hongxiu Tower, so they couldn’t escape. Even if they did escape, there would be people outside who would catch them and bring them back for Yao Niang.0

The girls who escaped all hated Yao Niang intensely.

As for the burns on their bodies, they were actually caused by Yao Niang, but the specific reason is not clear. In any case, it was Yao Niang who killed them.

As a result, before they could even escape the Red Sleeve Pavilion, the pavilion was reduced to ruins in a fire, and all the people inside turned to ashes.0

Later, the Red Sleeve Pavilion was restored and appeared in the haunted house, forming a small copy of the haunted house.

The dead girls were once again controlled by Yao Niang. They could not escape and could only be firmly controlled by Yao Niang once again.0

Even when they were still human, they were manipulated by Yao Niang. They never expected that even after they died and became ghosts, they would still be oppressed by Yao Niang.

So they agreed.

But I’m waiting. I want to wait a little longer. I want to see my family one more time.

This place feels so unfamiliar. I want to see you all again.

Although I don’t know if you will be able to return to China alive, I still want to wait. What if? What if I am the one who gets there?

They knew all of this, so they were willing to wait with me a little longer.0

Lin Yun read the letter slowly, line by line, and the more she read, the heavier her mood became. The words were simple, but every sentence carried the weight of Yan Yue’s experience. Two years had passed since she entered this strange world, and she had remained trapped inside the haunted house for all that time. She had watched survivors arrive and disappear, while she herself could only wait and pretend to be an ordinary maid. Even after becoming a ghost, she had continued waiting for a chance to see her family again. Now, that long wait had finally brought her to Lin Yun and the others.0

Lin Yun could not help but feel sorrowful as she imagined how long Yan Yue had waited there, knowing that she might never return home. Yet Yan Yue had still chosen to leave these words behind, hoping that someone from her hometown would eventually see them and remember her again.

But thankfully, I’ve finally met you all.

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