Deep in the Living-Chapter 449 - 437 Movie

The glass surface of the old cathode-ray tube TV was covered with a web-like snowflake noise.

Suddenly, an inserted film scene splashed onto the screen like a basin of putrid blood.

"Midnight Train"

An old horror film began screening, with occasional vertical stripes caused by VHS head damage.

Late night,

A tall, strikingly beautiful white-collar woman worked overtime until she was the last to leave the company. Trotting on her high heels, she managed to enter the subway station just before its closure and caught the last train.

Strangely,

Even after running for two kilometers, the woman entered the carriage without any panting, calmly taking a seat.

After the subway passed five platforms, all remaining passengers disembarked, leaving only this woman as if heading to the terminal station.

Ding!

The sixth station arrived.

When the subway doors opened, it seemed there was a problem with the station’s circuit, and all the lights went out.

At the same time,

A pair of size forty-five black leather shoes stepped out from the darkness, as a mysterious man came into the carriage. A huge trench coat hung by his side, with the collar up, largely concealing his face.

The camera showed an upward angle, obscuring the specific features of his face.

He didn’t approach the woman but instead sat at the other end of the carriage.

Clang!

He put down his tool bag, the sound of metal collision was clearly heard.

Unzipping it, he began searching for something inside.

A metal hammer was found, with different hues of blood stains and a few strands of hair remaining on it.

Rising,

Moving towards the carriage’s only woman.

The sound of leather shoes even overshadowed the noise of the subway travel.

Soon, he stood before the woman,

No exchange,

No hesitation,

Directly hammering towards her head.

Smack!

Fragments splattered across the window.

Bzzz~ The film tape showed interference stripes, the lens capturing the mysterious, murderer-style man, with a slightly solemn expression seemingly revealed behind his high collar.

The woman with her temple shattered did not die but instead countless small arms grew from the wound.

Disassembling and breaking the hammer down, even reaching to grab the murderer in front of her.

Black leather shoes quickly retreated,

Retreating to the carriage end, taking out a machete from his tool bag, severing all the proliferating arms.

In front,

The tall white-collar woman had already stood up, seeming taller than before, her head almost touching the carriage ceiling.

From the temple’s shattered wound grew arms like wings, almost filling half of the carriage, smiling as she looked at the man who sought to hunt her at midnight.

About ten minutes passed,

The carriage was filled with severed arms,

Yet the murderer still failed,

His body completely submerged by arms, pierced and torn apart by fingers.

As his entire head was about to be ripped open, the film ended... or rather, this type of film scene was forcibly interrupted.

Buzz!

The old movie’s grainy texture entirely faded back to reality, returning to the mountain cabin.

Grandmother was sitting on a specially crafted chair, crossing her long legs, her fingers lightly rubbing the location of the temple where the hammer had pried.

Luo Di, whose body was pierced by fingers, was quickly healing.

Grandmother hadn’t caused any deep harm, Luo Di’s current physical condition allowed him to complete repairs within ten minutes, occasionally visible were facial structures emerging from the wound.

Though the body could heal,

He was still gasping heavily, completely lying down on the big bed.

This was already the third sparring with Grandmother, the first two were at the night pool and the motel movie plot.

At this moment, Grandmother clapped her hands together, making a popping sound.

"Female employee, the clichéd plot of the last subway? Luo Di, your ability is really interesting... The sprouting monster generally only achieves certain one-way effects.

Either proficient in cutting, or corrosion, mostly one-on-one.

Luo Di, however, can realize a domain effect, estimated to be directly related to the Hell System’s support and Mr. Craft’s pituitary. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

When your plant matures, perhaps it can directly pull others into a real movie scene, by then I’ll come to play the heroine."

"Thank you, Grandmother..."

Luo Di, though exhausted, his palm trembled slightly with excitement.

Thanks to Grandmother’s companionship in training, he was able to perfectly utilize his own ability, also fearing that only a high-ranking existence like Grandmother could finely control the overall pace of slaughter.

At this time,

He suddenly felt the mattress slightly sink and the fragrance of the skin wafting forth.

Some fair thing was sticking to his body,

This kind of soft feminine touch had no arousal for Luo Di, instead frightening him into a cold sweat.

From entering to now, he had already undergone a round of massage (four hours), plus three whole sparring sessions with Grandmother.

He now had no energy to do anything, if he had to undergo another massage, he feared he’d be completely useless.

Cold sweat just exuded on his forehead was licked away by the tactile tongue of a finger.

"Don’t tense up, not asking you for a second round... I’ve already enjoyed myself today, just wait a few days for the second time. Open your mouth, let me see your tongue."

Grandmother just pressed on Luo Di, her face leaned very close.

Mouth opened,

The tongue with a question mark marking stuck out.

"No problem with the question mark seal, just leave it like this... As for that tongue monster, just hang my arm properly when you go outside.

When you are no longer affected by anything related to the tongue, then erase the question mark.

Though there’s no issue with the question mark seal itself, Mr. Question Mark should be able to sense your status through the question mark.

Despite his being a celebrity in the City of Sin, a top existence among monsters, and a recognized absolute neutral... but under the Corner, no one is worth trusting, including me.

Once you entrust something to some monster, you’re not far from death."

"Understood."

The tongue check ended, yet Grandmother still pressed on Luo Di, showing no intent to leave.

"In your earlier cutting within my slaughter, especially the few slashes you delivered when you were about to be killed, surprisingly made me feel a bit pain... There’s a trace of death’s aura contained within.

This level of slash doesn’t seem like something a just sprouting monster could pull off.

Have you had deep interactions with Yu Lu?"

"Ah? No... Just asked her some questions related to death."

"Yu Lu is among many granddaughters, the one least desiring males and the most taciturn... But this time when she went out, she ’came alive’, I thought maybe you two had some mutual complement."

"I just provided her some similar massages."

"Surpassing death’s painful touch? Indeed, a man like you staying here with us really can play a yin-yang complementary role.

Many interactions with Yu Lu could be beneficial for both you and her."

"Will do."

"Lastly..." Grandmother lowered her face, almost sticking together, "Do you know about the organization behind Wu Wen?"

Luo Di was very clear any form of lie would be uncovered.

"Maybe related to Vortex, Wu Wen never spoke about this with me, moreover I can feel she’s seemingly restricted from discussing..."

"Is that so?

Be very careful then, women who can deviate from the Sisterhood are extremely dangerous. You never know when they might betray, even though your current relationship seems better than anyone else."

"I’ll manage."

"Go ahead, get some rest. Stay here for a few more days to solidify your plant, prepare everything before facing danger.

Of course, as rent for your stay here, you don’t need to pay any Corner coins, just come here once every three days."

"Understood."

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