Only by cleaning up the tenants can Muke leave the illusion. This can be seen from the progress bar of the task.

"A naked conspiracy, the owner of the illusion is forcing me to make a choice, whether to leave at any cost, or to indulge in the beautiful illusion."

Muke only felt a stabbing pain in her head, and the situation this time was different from before. There were some memories in her mind that were not her own and had never happened.

This memory also started when she was fifteen and lasted until she was eighteen.

In this memory, there is no rainy night or smiling people. Her parents have always been healthy, peaceful and sweet.

And she was admitted to the ideal university and studied her favorite major. She also met a lively and good best friend who was generous, cheerful and loved to laugh.

Gu Ci did not sacrifice his freedom to become the owner of a haunted house. The university he was admitted to was very close to his own school, so he often came to play with him.

This memory was very good, but the ghosts around her never appeared again.

It's as if they never belonged to this world.

For the first time in ten years, three bowls of rice appeared on the dining table.

Xiao Yun looked at his daughter eagerly, hoping very much that she would take a bite. Muhai did not do it so obviously as Xiao Yun did, but he was also expecting and happy in his heart.

My daughter spoke for the first time in ten years, and served on the table for the first time in ten years.

Muke didn't get the chopsticks, nor did he look at them.

Their gazes made her a little breathless and made her run away a little.

"Dad, Mom."

"Hey." The couple responded in unison, with extremely excited expressions on their faces.

Muke slowly closed his eyes and forced himself to say the next words: "I may not go home again."

I love you very much and miss you very much, but my friends are still waiting for me outside. They need me.

"Why, why?"

"I have something to do, something very important."

Xiao Yun and Mu Hai were both silent. Mu Hai frowned and said, "What is more important than family?"

Muke shook his head: "No, nothing is more important than family."

Muke's reply was beyond Mu Hai's expectations, and he couldn't answer the question for a while.

"But, they are also my family." After saying this, Muke turned and walked outside.

Rather than speaking to the two phantoms, her words were spoken to herself.

The voices of his parents sounded from behind, but Muke never looked back.

"Speak clearly!" Mu Hai wanted to open the door, but this time the situation was more serious than last time. After Muke left, the door lock disappeared, as if someone wanted to trap them here.

The one who can do this is of course not Muke, but the master of the illusion.

Muke walked very quickly, as if he was afraid of turning around.

404 was originally very impatient when he heard the knock on the door, but when he opened the door, he saw the person he had missed so much crying in front of him.

She cried so hard that her facial features were distorted and she was pitifully ugly.

"Little landlord, why are you crying? Are you being scolded by your parents? Brother, here is some paper, do you want it?" Before 404 finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sound coming from his ears.

That is the invisible thread.

The invisible thread was originally aimed at 404's heart, but when he thought about the consequences of doing so, the invisible thread was directly deflected. Not to mention the heart, even 404's skin was not scratched.

This is of course not that the invisible thread rebelled, but that it followed Muke's deepest thoughts with utmost honesty.

She didn't want to, she didn't want to, she knew it was the right thing to do, she knew she should leave the illusion immediately, but she didn't want to, not at all.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Muke's roar was not directed at 404 so much as it was directed at the real owner of this illusion—Ji, that is, Jiang Ji'an.

No matter which choice Muke makes, whether he leaves or stays, Jiang Ji'an can torture Muke to the greatest extent.

This choice is like cutting off the hand or the leg.

After the invisible thread stabbed the air continuously, it finally hit once.

Muke's only remaining sanity was that he was not looking for other tenants, but 404. He was relatively weak among the tenants.

However, her irrationality was even more obvious - she shouldn't have left Mu's house at this time, because the happy apartment now was more dangerous than during the day.

Night is the home of ghosts. Maybe after Muke solves 404, he will be targeted by other ghosts.

After the first stab, the hit rate of subsequent attacks was obviously improved, but Muke was still inevitably injured.

404 is obsessed with her face, which is still preserved in the illusion. His only hit attack was to scratch her face.

There was the sound of unhurried footsteps coming from the corridor, and the rhythm of each beat was just right, like the notes in a beautiful piece of music.

However, the tenants of this apartment must have become ghosts.

As long as a ghost doesn't want to, he or she doesn't need to make any sound, let alone footsteps.

"Deterrence? Or some other purpose?"

Muke subconsciously covered his face with his sleeves to prevent more blood from flowing out.

The next moment, invisible threads came out, and the wound was sutured directly with hair without anesthesia.

After the bloody sleeve was used many times, it was cut off and thrown far away, while her body shifted its position and hid in a hidden place.

Muke knew the person who went up to the fourth floor.

[Tenant 301 has very white skin, as if she has not seen the light for a long time. Her facial features are very beautiful, but she feels indescribably weird. Today her earrings are rubies, which reminds me of human blood, but human blood cannot change color for a long time.

.]

Tenant 301 pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes falling precisely on Muke's hiding place: "Little guy, stop hiding, I've already seen you."

Seeing that Muke was unmoved, 301 directly threw the things in his hands towards her hiding place.

With such a clear reveal, Muke really has no need to hide. And the most important thing is that after discovering it, 301 did not rush to attack her. Is it a cat and mouse game? Or is it not hostile to her?

Muke walked out of the hiding place and looked at the things thrown by 301 on the ground.

It was a human head, or to be more precise, it was a ghost head that was emitting black gas.

The ghost head rushed towards Muke, not to attack, but more like asking for help, but was pierced cleanly by the invisible thread.

This head belongs to the tenant surnamed Chen from 105, the guy who is suspected to be a member of the Smiley Face Organization and was caught doing prostitution during the day.

After finishing his last strike, Muke looked at 301 and asked, "What do you mean by throwing this head to me?"

The tenant of 301 rarely changed into a red dress today. It was as red as blood, so beautiful.

"This is my certificate of surrender."

Of course Muke knows what the title certificate means, but this "vote" is not "head"!

Muke frowned and did not answer.

Tenant 301’s feet are too big, so she probably doesn’t have high-heeled shoes that fit her size. Otherwise, with red or black stiletto high-heeled shoes and a little makeup, she could go to the banquet.

301 took a step towards Muke and smiled sweetly: "I know this is an illusion, and I was forcibly dragged in by that stinky woman. And you are the first non-phantom I have seen in this world, so let's cooperate
Chapter completed!