Frightening Joke: Above the Mist-Chapter 10 Ghost to Hell

Ma Zirong's question went unanswered, because the next second, he completely lost consciousness, his neck twisted at an eerie angle as he gazed at the ceiling.

He was dead.

Dead under everyone's watchful eyes!

Yu Hanzhou's pupils contracted as he saw a pale hand stretch out from the darkness behind Ma Zirong, then grip his neck, slowly exerting force.

Ma Zirong showed no reaction to this, as if he was numb!

Until his neck was completely twisted, he hadn't uttered a word, not even a scream!

But, because of this silence, dying so quietly in front of everyone made them all more horrified, their skin crawling.

Outside the window was a pitch-black night, the wind howling, as if gnawing on the dust-laden window bars, making them creak.

Nobody knew what had happened in this villa before, and Yu Hanzhou was not interested in finding out the cause and aftermath.

This was a survival task, not a timed task!

This fierce ghost in the villa had no weaknesses whatsoever, dragged into the abyss by a despairing malevolence, no longer with any consciousness, only the desire to drag the living into the same hell it was in!

Yu Hanzhou glanced at the clock hanging on the villa's living room wall, noting it was eleven-thirty now...

The long hour and minute hands were bright red and particularly glaring, he'd never felt time drag on like this before.

They arrived here at seven in the evening, which meant they would have to stay in this terrifying, uninhabited villa for nearly twenty more hours...

And the scariest part was, the ghost had already started to act!

As Yu Hanzhou was lost in thought, the crowd began to panic.

"No, impossible! How could Ma Zirong be dead? He was sitting right across from me, he didn't look at the mirror or turn around, why was he killed?" Sun Wenjie exclaimed, eyes aflame with disbelief.

"Could it be that the decryption is fake? Don't look at the mirror, don't turn around—are these all red herrings? Maybe...maybe turning around is the true way to survive?!" Dong An began to waver, voicing his speculation, feeling more convinced the more he said it.

At this moment, a person who had been silent and speechless suddenly turned pale, as if he thought of something, and was about to speak, but held back.

However, Yu Hanzhou noticed his expression.

"Lu Guo, what did you discover?"

Lu Guo shook his head slightly, his face looking grave, unwilling to believe his own speculation.

Because...if what he thought was true, he...would die too!

And this time, out of eight people, almost all were going to die!

Except for...

Lu Guo's strangeness made Yu Hanzhou keep a heart eye on him, helplessly glancing at the crowd starting to argue, at this moment, only he, Lu Guo, Zhou Changfeng, and that female newcomer, Qi Nian, were not in turmoil.

Frankly, Yu Hanzhou himself was also in a mental tangle, he had witnessed Ma Zirong's bizarre death firsthand, what taboo had he violated?

Couldn't figure it out, completely unintelligible!

Mirror, turning around... he didn't turn around and didn't look at the mirror, to be precise, there wasn't even a mirror in this living room...

Mirror...

Yu Hanzhou suddenly had a flash of inspiration, vaguely felt he'd grasped something, but frowned deeply, and smacked his head hard.

Damn it, clearly thought of something but couldn't form a concrete idea.

Just then, Qi Nian suddenly trembled and said, "Did...did you smell that?"

Her words weren't very important, in fact, newbies in Fog Gathering basically had no say.

Moreover, someone as unfortunate as Qi Nian, encountering a survival task on her first time.

Many people weren't superstitious, but since entering the eerie Fog Gathering, they had to believe certain sayings, such as, some people's luck was terribly bad, and being too close to them was definitely unwise.

Evidently, Qi Nian was such a person.

Incidentally, Bai Yanliang was also regarded as one of those people in the hearts of the Fog Gathering elders.

After all, for a newcomer to become a resentful, that's an unprecedented misfortune.

However, after hearing Qi Nian's words, everyone still involuntarily took note.

In such a life-and-death place, no one would shoot arrows without a target, moreover, a woman's intuition and sensitivity were very crucial, and very trustworthy weapons.

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At this point, the group finally smelled what Qi Nian was referring to...

This was...a faint scent of jasmine and...the putrid stench of decaying flesh.

A very strange odor.

It mingled with the charming aroma, and enveloped the nauseating stink as it gradually approached, the night grew darker, and time edged closer to midnight...

"Dang—Dang—Dang—"

The clock suddenly chimed, making everyone shiver.

Then, they heard faint sounds coming from outside the villa's living room door.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Everyone's eyes widened abruptly, that was... footsteps!

Yu Hanzhou stood up straight, took a deep breath, fixed his gaze on everyone, and said urgently, "Pair up, split up, go!"

The group was momentarily stunned, their gazes toward him complex.

Ma Zirong's mysterious death, this division meant someone had to hide alone in this villa, and from Yu Hanzhou's stance, he seemed intent on being that person...

Among these people, who knew how many thought well of him, or how many thought him stupid.

But to Yu Hanzhou himself, he was simply making the right choice.

The seven quickly paired up, not daring to look back, awkwardly scattered throughout the villa.

Yu Hanzhou was the last to leave, he glanced at the living room door, already slightly ajar, through which a twisted, pale arm had reached in.

He wasted no time, turned, and went upstairs to the second floor.

...

Ruyi Hotel.

After Bai Yanliang suggested splitting up, he went to an unexpected place—a room no one had thought of.

Room 405.

The room where he woke up.

Opening the door, which was unlocked, Bai Yanliang glanced inside.

Bed, bedside table, calendar, a TV set in the corner, a window...

Everything looked the same as when he left.

But... this time, Bai Yanliang knew there was something else in his room...

He had a good memory, so he clearly recalled the direction Li Yuejun was staring at in terror when she fell to the ground earlier.

It should be... under the bed.

Bai Yanliang closed the door, though somewhat assured internally, his heartbeat quickened, exhilarated after a long time.

Nonetheless, he didn't dislike this feeling.

Taking a slight breath, Bai Yanliang knelt on one knee, leaned down, and abruptly thrust his head under the bed.

A deathly pale woman's face suddenly appeared!

She was so close, only centimeters away from Bai Yanliang's face!

The intense rancid stench seeped into Bai Yanliang's nostrils, and the malicious pupil-less gaze was just a hair's breadth away from him.

But at this moment, Bai Yanliang actually smiled and said:

"Hello, I have some questions to ask you."