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"This isn't a vacation."
The Fatty suddenly looked pale as if he remembered something and said, "So you mean that 'sister Nuan' from just now is a ghost?"
"I'm afraid so," Jiang g nodded.
"Then the real sister Nuan and that girl in the room named Xiaomeng... wouldn't that mean..."
"Alright," Jiang g interrupted him, then said after a few seds, "Let's go to the living room."
To avoid unnecessary misuandings, Jiang g didn’t try to tread lightly as he went dowairs. But when he and the Fatty reached the bottom, all that remained was the crag fire in the firepce.
Fan Li, who should have been by the firepce, was o be seen.
The Fatty felt a bit scared and asked, "Could something have happeo him too?"
Jiang g gnced around, then said, "e out, we are human, not ghosts."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure as strong as a bear stood up from behind the sofa. Fan Li, looking wary, stared at them with a sharp knife in his hand refleg a cold light.
"What are you doing down here?" He quickly g the stairs before fog on Jiang g's face. "Where are the other two?"
"They're in trouble."
Fan Li scrutihem suspiciously. Acc to previous assumptions, the women should be safe on this mission; how could something like this happen?
The Fatty quickly reted their earlier enter to Fan Li.
Fan Li's expression shifted slightly, then he sighed, "If what you say is true, they're in grave danger."
Not just in grave dahe Fatty thought; he just hoped they wouldn’t die as gruesomely as Xie Yu.
Since a ghost had already appeared tonight, Jiang g and the others should be retively safe. But after what had just happened, evety couldn’t sleep.
"Let’s rest for a bit," Jiang g said. "I won’t sleep; I’ll wake you up in two hours."
Fan Li had probably experienced such situations often and was used to it. He y down, not on the sofa but in front of the firepce.
No one knew if he was really asleep, but the sharp knife he had found i was hidden somewhere on him.
With the warm fire, the Fatty’s nerves began to fray. It had been a long time since he had a good, uninterrupted sleep; only his lingering sciousness held on.
He sat on the sofa, and the se in front of him gradually became blurry.
When he opened his eyes again, dawn was breaking. Jiang g and Fan Li were huddled together, whispering about something. Jiang g looked about the same as usual, but Fan Li appeared a bit agitated from time to time.
As the Fatty moved, the sofa creaked slightly.
Jiang g turo look at him and asked, "Awake?"
"Yeah." The Fatty rubbed his face awkwardly. "It’s bright; shouldn’t we go upstairs to check?"
"Not in a hurry. Let’s wait until it’s fully light."
So they waited for about half an hour. During that time, the three of them had some small bread-like snacks to barely fill their stomachs.
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The sky was fully bright, and Jiang g stood up, saying it was about time. The three of them picked up their belongings and began to head upstairs along the staircase.
Fan Li was still holding the sharp knife from st night, while Jiang g had picked up a rolling pin. The fat guy gnced around the kit and, seeing nothing useful, took the cutting board, holding it against his chest like a shield.
The three sloroached the sed-floor corridor, ing closer to the master bedroom.
At this point, they were almost certain that Sister Nuan and the others had entered trouble.
The door to the master bedroom en about a third of the way, and there was no sound ing from inside.
Jiang g reached out and pushed the door open.
The fat guy immediately raised the cutting board.
They had mentally prepared themselves to see two corpses, or even to have a ghost attack them, but when the door opehere was nothing inside.
No bodies, no ghosts, no blood.
Not even a trace of a struggle.
The bedding in the room was ly folded, the items oables and chairs were orderly, and a silk robe was draped over the sofa, as if the hostess had just stepped out.
“Where are they?” the fat guy asked, his eyes wide.
Jiang g checked uhe bed, while Fan Li grimly looked in the wardrobe, thehroom, and behind the sofa. They even searched several nearby rooms, including the one where they had found Xie Yu’s body.
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
Sister Nuan and Xiaomeng had seemingly vanished into thin air.
After a moment of thought, Jiang g suddenly said to Fan Li, “Is it possible that they’re not dead and have successfully left this pce?”
“Are you saying they’ve pleted their mission?” Fan Li’s expression was dark and uain, but after a moment, he replied, “The possibility is very small, but I won’t rule it out.”
The fat guy interjected, “If that’s the case, then how do we expin the ghost we entered st night?”
Jiang g knew what the fat guy meant. Sihe ghost had taken on Sister Nuan’s appearand appeared in the master bedroom where she and Xiaomeng were, they must have entered it.
Last night, before entering the ghost, Jiang g had been on the sed floor and hadn’t heard anyone moving in the corridor, which meant Sister Nuan and the others hadn’t left the room.
The vil’s windows couldn’t be opened, so there was no possibility of leaving through them.
Thus, either Sister Nuan and Xiaomeng had been killed by the ghost, and their bodies were hidden, or they had pleted their mission ahis pce to return to the real world before the ghost appeared.
Regarding ways to leave the mission, Fan Li shared his experieating that usually after gathering all the clues, a door would appear.
Through that door, one could return to the real world.
But he emphasized that the door could appear anywhere, generally not in too obscure a location, and mostly reted to important clues within the mission.
“Just like the iron door we pushed open in the dream?” Jiang g asked.
Fan Li nodded. “Yes, you think of it as a passage eg the dream world and the real world.”
Ba the living room on the first floor, Jiang g sat ohick carpet, while Fan Li and the fat guy sat down opposite him.
The situation they faced was somewhat plex.
“Alright,” Jiang g said, looking up. “Let’s assume that Sister Nuan and the others have successfully left here, and think about how they did it.”
The fat guy shrank his ned hesitantly said, “But I ’t shake the feeling that they were killed by the ghost.”
Jiang g looked at him coldly and replied, “That question is meaningless. If you insist that they were killed by the ghost, then we might as well wait for death ourselves.”
The fat guy was startled by Jiang g’s attitude and didn’t dare speak further.
Fan Li quickly nodded and said, “You’re right. Sister Nuan and the others must have found a way to leave!”
“So, it’s our turn now.” Jiang g cpped his legs and stood up.
(End of this chapter)
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