Xie Fei's eyes lit up again. She turned her head and stared straight at the red-clad female ghost! The bloody mouth that was about to fall slowly closed. Their eyes met, and the surroundings were exceptionally quiet.
The stench of blood wafted through the air, then dissipated! The red-clad female ghost slowly withdrew her raised hand, her movements slightly stiff. Combined with her pale face, the dripping sound of the Blood Ghost's blood rang out like background music, making the scene all the more terrifying.
Xie Fei stared blankly at the ghost in front of her, her aura icy. Since the red-clad female ghost's killing pattern didn't include instant death upon eye contact, there was nothing to fear.
The red-clad female ghost's eyes were filled with indifference to life. Her figure vanished as she rapidly retreated, and in the blink of an eye, she was back on the ice coffin.
The four ghosts stood side by side, their eyes revealing no greed, hunger, or bloodlust, only indifference and deathly stillness. They acted solely out of their most authentic ghost instincts, following the rules of killing and acting on instinct. Apart from that, they had no other emotions or consciousness.
So-called fierce roars or howls of retreat are nothing more than the manifestation of rules and an expression of instinct.
Xie Fei was unharmed in the end. She exhaled as she turned her head, her expression obscured in the darkness, but her voice rang out. "Luckily I woke up in time, otherwise I would have really been doomed here. This red-clad female ghost, as expected of the first one to complete her transformation, has two killer patterns; she's really troublesome."
Ge Congze tapped on the wall beside him and whispered, "We still need to be careful in the latter half of the night. This is only the third Night Watch. If we can get through this round of illusion attacks, it won't be too difficult for the ghosts to make any more moves. There's not much time left, so to prevent any unexpected troubles, don't sleep. Just get through it."
Based on their sense of time, they deduced that it should be the early morning hours.
The following night, all four remained sober. Xie Fei and Qianjing Youhui occasionally exchanged a few words in hushed tones, while Ge Congze remained silent after saying that sentence, his expression complex.
Perhaps because people's emotions are more easily stirred at night, a gloomy look settled over his face.
The four ghosts on the ice coffin watched the room, which was shrouded in black mist and had a heavy yin energy. Excessive contact with this energy would rapidly weaken ordinary people and natives, but it had little effect on the participants.
Si Yehan stroked a bottle of mineral water, opened it, and drank from it. His thoughts flowed like water. There hadn't been any killing tonight, so he hadn't poured the mineral water on the corpses. He could leave one bottle until morning.
Throw Qianjing Youhui outside Renshou Funeral Home. Whether or not the murder pattern is triggered, the victim will undoubtedly die. If the former triggers the murder pattern, then the hunt will be confined to the funeral home. But if the latter...
He personally finished off Qianjing Youhui, then drove to track Song Xia, expanding the hunting range several times over, but still couldn't go too far.
After all, if they can't get back to the Night Watch in time, they'll inevitably encounter the ghosts wandering in the funeral home courtyard. But if they don't return to the funeral home at all, it's tantamount to abandoning the dungeon quest, and the inevitable outcome is being wiped out by the Weird Game, though the method used is unclear.
Various associations and speculations surfaced in Si Yehan's mind, and with such a surge of thoughts, he quickly passed the time.
Qianjing Youhui and Xie Fei exchanged a few words from time to time, but they spent most of their time letting their minds wander and their thoughts drift in order to relax.
The night seemed to pass even faster, but even so, both Qianjing Youhui and Xie Fei showed signs of fatigue and exhaustion. Qianjing had slightly dark circles under her eyes and looked listless, while Xie Fei's appearance was not much different, except that her aura had become even colder and more piercing!
Ge Congze didn't show any signs of sleepiness, but a hint of frustration flickered across his face. He spoke in a low voice, "I've been thinking for hours, but I still can't figure out how to successfully avenge Xia Yuanhou. This is incredibly frustrating. If I were to face the murderer who killed him alone, I would inevitably suffer the same fate. But I'm not willing to sit idly by. So we need to find a weapon, and I'll need you all to join me. Are you willing?"
Qianjing Youhui was the first to respond, "After we identify the culprit, I'll kill that person with you."
Xie Fei hesitated for a moment before continuing, "My close-quarters combat skills are weak, so I can help you disrupt things from a distance. If anything goes wrong, I'll prioritize my own safety..."
At this point, Xie Fei fell silent, her voice unusually tinged with helplessness, but even more so with a chilling murderous intent. "Uh, if you all die, I won't be able to live either. The only way to save myself is to kill the murderer!"
Si Yehan replied indifferently, "I'm more looking forward to the scene when you find the murderer." His voice was extremely cold and calm, but in the darkness where Ge Congze couldn't see clearly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile, which disappeared in an instant.
Seeing everyone's agreement, Ge Congze breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, definitely."
By this time, the sky outside was already beginning to lighten, the moonlight had mostly faded, and the starlight was nowhere to be seen.
This situation lasted for about half an hour until the dawn broke completely.
The ice coffin trembled, and the four Vengeful Ghost spirits suddenly changed their forms, creating a terrifying scene. Their robes fluttered without wind, and the scarlet light in their eyes gradually faded! They quickly transformed and lay back down inside the ice coffin.
The coffin lid flew off, and everything returned to normal, except for the extinguished candles on the table, where the wax had solidified and was about to touch the four black and white photographs.
The four of them got up from the cushions. When they left, Song Xia was standing at the front desk. She had only rested for a short while after working the night shift for so long, and now she looked drowsy and tired.
Seeing the four people emerge safely from the auditorium, she first suppressed her drowsiness and smiled, saying, "Congratulations, distinguished guests! You had a peaceful night, and I can finally go home and see my children."
Qianjing Youhui frowned slightly. With an elegant and gentle demeanor, she said with concern, "You've been on duty all night and you look very tired. Driving home now could easily cause an accident. You'd better rest."
Song Xia was somewhat flustered. She smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I was planning to take a nap here at the front desk before leaving. You should also go back and catch up on your sleep."
Qianjing Youhui nodded. When she needed something in return, she would kill the natives without hesitation, or push them out to test the patterns of killing. But when she didn't need something in return, she didn't mind showing some kindness to the natives.
Si Yehan had been walking slightly faster earlier because he needed to keep an eye on Song Xia's movements, but now that he had obtained useful information, he naturally left as fast as a shooting star, quickly leaving the others behind.
Seeing Si Yehan disappear from sight, Xie Fei said with slight surprise, "He's so tired, why is he in such a hurry to go back and catch up on sleep?"
But after saying that, she didn't say anything more; she wasn't a talkative person to begin with.
Qianjing Youhui, and the three of them walked at a brisk pace, quickly returning to their dormitory building.
Just as Qianjing Youhui stepped out of the elevator and into her room, a wave of dizziness washed over her from behind. A thought flashed through her mind—someone's attacking me, am I going to die?
He then fell headfirst to the ground.