Chapter 34: The Illusion Unveiled

He remembered the last instance of the game where he seemed to hear Lin Yansheng saying he wanted to find him just before he left.
So, Lin Yansheng wouldn’t really come looking for him, would he? Otherwise, why is this room exactly the same?
Could it be that the horror game instances are interconnected? Do the NPCs within them exchange places?
Song Jinshi anxiously observed the room from behind.
After not seeing that crucial coffin, he silently breathed a sigh of relief.
It shouldn’t be here, right?
“We must have entered this ghostly illusion.”
Quanshang surveyed the surroundings.
“Ghosts capable of creating illusions usually have considerable power; I may need to call my master and the others for help. I don’t believe we can handle them ourselves.”
She had only heard about such powerful ghosts from her elders, who spoke of them as though they were facing a formidable enemy.
But in their current situation, they first need to escape this place. Perhaps before she could ask for assistance, they might all die here.

A few people, each lost in their thoughts, arrived in this illusion.
Once everyone was inside, the bathroom door slammed shut with a bang.
The scenes in the room gradually became more realistic, with people beginning to enter.
They wore simple clothes, seemingly oblivious to the differences between them and Song Jinshi.
“Quanshang, why are you still dazed? Hurry and get the wedding dress for Xiao Shi.”
An elderly woman, busy tidying up the room, urged Quanshang to fetch a bright red wedding dress laid on the bed.
Quanshang looked at the woman in confusion, then glanced at Song Jinshi, who also appeared bewildered.
Stunned, he walked to the bed and picked up the wedding dress.
Seeing this, the woman smiled in satisfaction, then urged the others again.
“What are you all doing, just standing there? I know you’re close to Xiao Shi, and today is a grand day for his wedding. You all want to see him off, but you can’t all crowd in here!”
“Quickly, hurry up and prepare. The wedding is about to start. Let Xiao Shi change into the dress himself; we’ll wait outside.”
With that, the woman pushed the others out of the room, leaving only Quanshang and Song Jinshi inside.
At that moment, although there was no visible reaction on Song Jinshi’s face, he was already shocked inside.
No, no, why does this plot seem so familiar?
It felt like he had already married Lin Yansheng in the last instance; was he going to do it again this time?
The crucial part was why none of them reacted to the appearance of so many people.
Lin Yansheng couldn’t possibly be here, could he? What if this illusion turns out to be real?
The men standing outside lined up on either side, seemingly indifferent to one another.
He Zho’s face was dark, his expression tense as he stared at the door.
If it wasn’t for the need to play Wei Xun, he would have already broken down that dilapidated door, shattering this cursed illusion and taking Song Jinshi away.
Yuan Wen thought that Song Jinshi was quite the likable little waste, completely oblivious to how others were plotting against him.
He obediently agreed to the other’s requests, not even realizing how unreasonable their demands might be.
Now even ghosts wanted to marry him; this illusion made him suspect that some ghost had specifically created this scenario to claim Song Jinshi for itself; otherwise, why would it demand a marriage with him?
The group outside waited for a long time until the initial woman spoke up again, urging Song Jinshi, and only then did the door open from within.
Dressed entirely in red, Song Jinshi stepped out; the feminine wedding gown fit him perfectly, enhancing his allure and charm.
Perhaps due to shyness, Song Jinshi stood hesitantly at the door, clutching his outfit upon seeing the men outside.
He hadn’t thought much of wearing this dress, after all, he had worn it in the last instance.
But when he noticed Wei Xun outside, he suddenly remembered his character’s role.
Wearing a wedding dress in front of his on-screen husband and preparing to marry someone else felt quite strange, especially if his marriage partner was likely his previous “husband.”
At this moment, Song Jinshi just hoped it was all just an illusion; otherwise, he would definitely be doomed!
He Zho looked at Song Jinshi with obsession, grateful that he had entered this instance; otherwise, he would never have encountered such a beautiful little wife.
At this moment, he completely forgot that Song Jinshi was not his little wife; he was merely an imposter.
“Come here.”
He Zho called for the hesitant Song Jinshi at the door, his hidden calm overshadowed by a fervent desire to possess.
Song Jinshi obediently walked to He Zho’s side.
Before He Zho could even reach out to touch him, the initial woman grabbed Song Jinshi’s arm and pulled him away.
“Xiao Shi, the wedding is about to start; we shouldn’t dawdle here any longer. Let’s go with Auntie.”
Song Jinshi felt pain in his arm where she pulled him, trying to break free from the woman’s grip, but her strength was absurdly strong; even when his arm ached, he couldn’t escape.
He turned to Wei Xun, hoping he would come to help him break free, only to see Wei Xun standing there with a gloomy expression, showing no intent to assist.
Realizing that no one was coming to save him, Song Jinshi felt genuinely panicked.
In the end, he was taken to a very familiar place— the courtyard where he and Lin Yansheng had hosted their wedding banquet.
Everything was laid out so familiarly that if it weren’t for seeing Wei Xun and the others who had followed him, Song Jinshi might have believed he had returned to the first instance.
The courtyard gradually filled with people, each face displaying a smile, and upon seeing Song Jinshi, they all exclaimed, “Ah Sheng’s wife is truly stunning!”