Frightening Joke: Above the Mist-Chapter 23 Strange Person

Hua Xiaoxiao's desire to survive was so strong, she wasn't completely dead yet! She still had a breath left!

But... the thing that truly drove Hua Xiaoxiao to despair happened...

The eye in the crack of the door... disappeared.

He gave up on himself... he gave up on himself...

An unimaginable sense of unwillingness and resentment almost instantly filled every corner of her heart. She originally... wasn't like this.

Lively, beautiful, school flower, the center of attention... these words had always been with Hua Xiaoxiao as she grew up.

But... it was all because of that day, the day she opened the door.

Everything changed.

Lu Guo quietly left the crack of the door and gently shook his head at Qi Nian.

Although Hua Xiaoxiao's strong desire to survive had greatly shocked him, he didn't think he had the ability to save her.

Everyone in Fog Gathering knew what kind of monster was dragging her.

That was a ghost.

An unsolvable ghost!

Taoist priests, monks, temples, immortals and Buddhas, none of them worked!

There were newcomers who didn't believe in such evil who had tried, some brought talismans, some hid in the temple, but... this world seemed to have no gods or demons, no immortals or Buddhas, only terrifying fierce ghosts formed from the purest evil! Their only purpose was to drag everything living in front of them down to their hell!

Perhaps, from the first day they unknowingly stepped into Fog Gathering, everyone was already in hell.

Lu Guo gave a sardonic smile, his heart also filled with deep despair and unwillingness.

Nobody knew how long Fog Gathering had existed, nor how many geniuses and extraordinary figures had silently died in the past.

One more Hua Xiaoxiao wasn't too many, and one less wasn't too few.

In the face of death, everyone was equal.

So, although Lu Guo's heart was in turmoil, more than anything he felt the pain of shared fate, rather than guilt or unease.

Lu Guo looked out at the dark window, his gaze calm.

He knew that he might be slightly smarter than the average person, but he was definitely no genius.

He also didn't know at what moment the ghost would find him, and then, he'd die here...

...

Ruyi Hotel.

Xu Zhi'an's face was pale, his hair sticking to his forehead in strands from the sweat, occasionally glancing at Bai Yanliang beside him.

From Jiang Li's mouth, he learned about the events before and after.

Including Bai Yanliang hearing the sound of dripping water, then coming back to pry his hand, and finally choosing to kick off his hand to save his life.

Even though Bai Yanliang saved his life, Xu Zhi'an awkwardly found that now, as long as he looked at Bai Yanliang's calm demeanor, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

"That's the situation. Those two waiters seemed to have witnessed the murder scene, and according to them, the body should be hidden in the water tank up ahead."

Xu Zhi'an also explained everything he understood.

The three of them were standing on the rooftop, the door was opened by Jiang Li, who seemed quite skilled at unlocking strange locked doors.

In front of them were three large blue water tanks lined up, four meters high, sealed with a lid on top.

Bai Yanliang's eyes wandered back and forth across the three tanks, saying nothing.

In fact, he kept his head down and remained silent on the way up to the rooftop from the sixth floor, listening as Jiang Li talked with Xu Zhi'an.

It wasn't that he wasn't interested, but rather he'd discovered something very weird.

That was... the ghost's way of killing.

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A ghost actually being particular about the method of killing?

Bizarre, eerie, terrifying, unknown, that's the correct way for a ghost to kill.

But... the scene Xu Zhi'an witnessed just now made Bai Yanliang have a bold speculation.

Grabbing his own neck, as if possessed in a frenzy, then combining Xu Zhi'an's own account.

He saw a woman lying in the water and a man with an unrecognizable face, which meant... the dead in this hotel were at least three people, likely one man and two women.

The currently missing people were... Ding Lei's wife, Li Yuhua, Ding Lei's brother, Ding Peng, and... Ding Peng's wife, Ding Lei's sister-in-law Zhang Qiao.

Now... it seemed they had all turned into ghosts...

"What a great place, even after death they all turned into ghosts..."

Bai Yanliang squinted his eyes slightly, speaking thoughtfully.

Xu Zhi'an felt a bit uneasy, and Jiang Li cast a surprised glance at Bai Yanliang.

Bai Yanliang was too strange... although he behaved normally, he seemed too normal in Fog Gathering? So normal it didn't seem like he was a normal person.

Would a normal person actively seek out a ghost? Would a normal person walk towards a ghost when confronting it? Would a normal person, upon hearing ghostly sounds, go back without hesitation to see what's up?

Even... when he forcibly broke Xu Zhi'an's arm, his expression didn't change at all.

The more Jiang Li thought about it, the stranger it seemed. Bai Yanliang not only showed no fear, but even when he smiled Jiang Li couldn't sense any laughter.

Bai Yanliang finally noticed the atmosphere seemed to have become a bit odd because of his actions, but he was helpless about it.

He didn't think of himself as a bad person, it was just... the four basic human emotions, happiness, anger, sadness, fear, he genuinely had trouble feeling them.

And as for subtle emotions beneath those four basics, like satisfaction, reassurance, pleasure, joy, ecstasy, anger, resentment, rage, disappointment, regret, sorrow, grief, surprise, fear, panic, terror, he had an even harder time discerning them.

It seemed he needed to act more earnestly in the future.

Bai Yanliang told himself this was something he had to do to ease everyone's concerns.

Even though for Bai Yanliang, disguising wasn't difficult, he really didn't want to waste time on such things.

However, a face devoid of emotion indeed made people uneasy, Bai Yanliang could understand everyone.

"Miss Jiang, step on my shoulders and climb up," Bai Yanliang observed these three tanks.

For a four-meter-high tank, without a ladder, the only way to climb up was this way. Bai Yanliang also wanted to see for himself, but he couldn't possibly step on a woman, could he? As for Xu Zhi'an, he was in so much pain he could barely stand, let alone anything else.

Upon hearing Bai Yanliang's voice, Jiang Li relaxed, as if she finally let go of something.

No matter whether Bai Yanliang was somewhat abnormal, she only needed to know he saved her and also saved Xu Zhi'an.

Even if he was a madman, a madman who could save others in times of crisis was far more noble than a saint who only talked.

Xu Zhi'an also came around, his gaze towards Bai Yanliang becoming more complex, but he trusted him from the bottom of his heart.

"I'll stand at the door, listening to the sounds below," Xu Zhi'an proactively suggested.

Bai Yanliang looked at him and nodded.

Jiang Li took a deep breath, walking to Bai Yanliang, who was now crouched, and asked, "I weigh ninety-five pounds, is that okay?"

Bai Yanliang nodded again, patting his shoulder. "No problem."