Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 495 - 73 The Most Terrifying Monster in My Dreams

Jiang Yinyin had a very long dream, in which her parents, who always troubled her, were absent. There was only a person who looked both strange and familiar, speaking to her.

The person’s mouth opened and closed, emitting only noise, and she couldn’t understand a single word.

The person seemed impatient and waved his hand. Monsters around swarmed towards her.

They gnawed at her flesh and grated on her bones until she completely lost consciousness...

Jiang Yinyin screamed and woke up from the nightmare, instinctively raising her hand to bite the back of her own hand.

She didn’t know why she wanted to do this but suddenly felt an inexplicable disgust towards her own body.

"Awake now?"

The familiar voice jolted Jiang Yinyin back to full consciousness. She turned to look and saw the mistress of the house sitting by the window, holding a notebook and silently watching her.

Under her gaze, the jumbled thoughts in her head gradually receded, like a dream that is quickly forgotten upon waking.

She just felt that she should remember something important, but couldn’t recall it no matter how hard she tried.

"Miss..."

Jiang Yinyin suddenly felt aggrieved.

In this world, only the mistress was the kindest to her, providing unconditional acceptance and care.

Zhou Qing would occasionally argue with her and scold her for lacking ambition. But the mistress would never scold her; at most, she would make a few jokes even if she did something wrong.

I’m so stupid, I can’t do anything right, yet the mistress still pays me.

"What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Li Mumu looked at Jiang Yinyin’s pouting, pitiful expression and couldn’t help but laugh as she asked.

Jiang Yinyin instinctively nodded her head, then shook it, her eyes landing on the notebook in Li Mumu’s hands.

"Miss, I think I forgot something very important, but I can’t remember it at all."

Li Mumu raised an eyebrow, "What important thing could you possibly have?"

Jiang Yinyin’s background was somewhat clear in a sense; her ancestors were locals of Tianmen for generations, and her father was a gambler who sold her again and again... a very clear and straightforward life narrative.

What important thing could she have? Could it be that she finally remembered she was the lost true heiress of a noble family?

Jiang Yinyin remained speechlessly stunned.

She faintly heard a rustling sound coming from the ceiling.

It was not an illusion.

They were whispering.

Fine meat...

Tender and fragrant meat...

When will the meal start...

Thump thump thump!

Someone was knocking on the door, the sound urgent. Li Mumu and Jiang Yinyin simultaneously turned to look.

Li Mumu frowned slightly but said nothing.

The sound didn’t seem like that of a hotel attendant, and she had no appointments today.

The person outside became impatient and began to pound on the door.

"Is anyone there? Can you hear me talking?"

Before Li Mumu could stand up, the door was rudely busted open, and a shabbily dressed, filthy middle-aged man, holding an old leather drum, barged in.

"You must come with me!"

"Sorry, we don’t know you..."

"Never mind that now, we must go! If we don’t leave now, it will be too late!"

The man seemed to realize that he couldn’t provide a convincing explanation in his haste, so without another word, he picked up the drum and started beating it.

The drum sound was not loud, but very deep, containing a strange power within. Jiang Yinyin, who had just opened her eyes, immediately became confused again, while Zhou Qing, lying on the bed, also groggily sat up.

Li Mumu thought for a moment, did not resist, and pretended to be affected by the drum sound, staggering out of the room with the two young girls.

She had just stepped out the door when she heard a muffled thump behind her.

The room’s ceiling had collapsed.

Hundreds of black-haired rats fell from the ceiling like raindrops, quickly filling the entire room in an instant.

The man, sweating profusely, rushed to the doorway in three quick steps and pulled out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket, sticking it on the doorframe. The black-haired rats that had fallen from the ceiling immediately let out angry, shrill squeaks.

"Hurry, let’s go!"

The man turned, saw Li Mumu still dazed, and couldn’t help but push her.

Is this girl an idiot? Why isn’t she afraid of the rats?

Li Mumu was not frightened; she had known there were rats in the ceiling all along, and it seemed the rats also sensed danger, hiding up there, unwilling to come down.

If this man hadn’t suddenly barged in, the ceiling might not even have collapsed.

But considering he meant well, there was no need to mention these things.

Li Mumu turned to look at those seemingly frenzied, irrational black-haired rodents in the room.

Demon Qi surged to the sky.

These were not the female demons from the stories, beguiled by the beauty of young scholars.

Nor were they the Demon Kings who dominate mountains and are imposing in every direction on the journeys to the west.

These were just very ordinary, very naive, very foolish little demons.

Upon leaving the hotel, the man sat down on the step with a thump, took the towel off his shoulder, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and impatiently waved his hand, "The old immortals have gone mad, I’m holding them here. You should hurry, go hide in the police station."

Li Mumu looked up at the sky, the setting sun, the lingering twilight, and a thin crescent moon already hanging in the sky.

In a few more minutes, the sun would completely disappear.

According to the Fusang People, this moment is called "the witching hour."

It’s not a good time to be wandering outdoors.

"May I ask, what is your honorable surname?"

"What do you mean honorable surname, I’m Old Third Liu. Miss, you better hurry, the old immortals are crazy and are going to eat people!"

The man grew increasingly anxious as he saw Li Mumu not leaving, his face sweating even more as he wiped it.

Li Mumu smiled and said, "Honestly, we haven’t provoked the Immortal Family at all, so why would they want to eat me?"

Old Third Liu helplessly said, "Where in this world are there so many reasonable things? If you don’t leave now, you really won’t be able to later!"

"Miss, let’s hurry!"

Having regained her senses, Jiang Yinyin also urgently tugged on Li Mumu’s hand.

An indescribable terror clenched her heart; she knew something was about to happen, but couldn’t explain it.

Jiang Yinyin was almost frantic.

She watched as the window on the second floor of the hotel behind them exploded, and those black-haired rats surged out like a tidal wave, instantly flooding the street and surrounding them completely.

Old Third Liu gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, bit his finger, and drew a blood talisman on the drum, using all his strength to yell, "Scram!"

But it was completely ineffective; the old immortals were insane and didn’t recognize him at all.

We’re done for! We’re going to be eaten!

But the young mistress absolutely can’t die here.

Jiang Yinyin took a deep breath, a hint of resolution flashing in her eyes.

"Dad —! Mom —!"

Accompanied by the girl’s heart-wrenching scream, two ugly monsters wrapped in heavy chains slowly appeared behind her.