The recliner was placed right next to the entrance, blocking the way out.

　　My grandfather and I stood in the study, watching Liu Ying's direction, our legs trembling uncontrollably.

　　There was no backdoor in the house, so my grandfather and I silently began to move along the wall, one on the left and one on the right, slowly making our way towards the iron gate.

　　Whether she was a blood corpse or not, we needed to run out before she could react! Liu Ying had her eyes closed, leaning on the recliner, with a napkin covering her face.

　　Holding my breath, I took three steps, then two steps, and one step.

　　I could get closer to the door by bypassing the recliner.

　　Just at that moment, Sun Keke suddenly stared at her phone and shouted, "Blood corpse? Hahaha, oh my goodness, Murong Yue, what are you guys talking about?" Sun Keke sat on a bamboo stool next to the recliner, laughing heartily while reading the barrage on her phone.

　　"To deny their own misjudgment, what kind of fabrication is this?" She laughed until tears streamed down her face and handed the phone to Liu Ying.

　　"Sister-in-law, they say you're a blood corpse, it's so hilarious!" Barrage: "Damn it, secretly framing someone as a blood corpse, and the protagonist discovered it.

　　Honestly, I feel embarrassed for Murong Yue." "Yeah, this scene is so awkward!" "What are you guys talking about? Awkwardness? I'm only afraid for the anchor, sob, hurry and run, Anchor!" "Afraid +1." "Afraid +10086, I'm ready to throw my phone away at any moment." "Speechless, every one of you has been hypnotized by Murong Yue.

　　In the world, there is no such thing as blood corpses or skin corpses.

　　Wake up!" "Summoning this image of Einstein, let the light of science shine upon you." Sun Keke laughed so hard that she held her stomach, gasping for air.

　　"I admire Murong Yue's ability to talk nonsense more and more!" "Let me tell you, back in high school when our class went on a spring outing, a boy had a high fever, and Murong Yue started some chopstick exorcism." "Guess what happened next?" "That boy's condition got worse! The next day, his parents came to the school and his mother scolded Murong Yue, even making her grandfather compensate them with money." "Murong Yue, it has only been a few years, and you've forgotten all the self-reflection you wrote? You're still fooling people with these supernatural things!"

　　"Oh no, she's bleeding from her nine orifices - are we shooting a supernatural film here?"