"Darn it...! Damn it!"
Du Changlong was gasping for breath as he ran through the hallway, with only one thought left in his mind.
"Jerk, why won't you leave me alone!"
He was so out of breath, and when he looked back, he saw that figure was still following him.
It was a humanoid monster, its body made up of knotty tree roots and entwined vines, and its face was a blossoming yellow flower.
Its movements weren't fast, and its senses were dull, but...
As Du Changlong was running, he suddenly felt the ground give way beneath him, and a thick vine, like an octopus tentacle, wrapped tightly around his ankle, tripping him over face-first.
Not far behind him, the vine creature slowly lowered its hand.
This was its home court, every vine in the Ghost House under its control.
"Ouch...!"
Du Changlong felt stars in his eyes from the fall and nearly passed out.
