"What's wrong?"
Seeing this, Yun Zhenyue pulled her to her feet.
She helped the woman over to a small chair on the side.
She was very curious about what kind of scene was inside that ghost painting.
The office lady swallowed hard at the question.
Her legs were still a little weak.
After a long while, she finally seemed to recover and said slowly, "Inside... it's a large lawn..."
"Hm?"
Yun Zhenyue was confused. 'What's wrong with a lawn?'
"There were also a lot of zombies, but they didn't attack me," the office lady trembled. "It was like they thought I was their friend and wanted me to invade the lawn with them."
"..."
Yun Zhenyue didn't say anything.
She had a strange sense of déjà vu.
"And then?"
"And then..."
As she spoke of this, a look of fear appeared in the office lady's eyes.
