Time flew by as my thoughts raced through my mind.
As night faded and moonlight disappeared from the house, and dawn approached, the three corpses that had stood motionless on the coffin like statues began to stir.
Their bodies began to slowly rotate, making cracking sounds from their joints. The red light in their lifeless eyes gradually dimmed, and they turned into corpses again, lying back in the coffin. The next scene was just like the red-clad female ghost had been.
Xia Yuanhou noticed this scene and quickly woke up Ge Congze. The latter rubbed his eyes slightly to shake off the drowsiness and said in a low voice, "It seems our Night Watch is over. I'll go call the others. You go and see if you can open the door."
Ge Congze got up and woke up the four women who were sleeping lightly opposite him. Xia Yuanhou touched the door and found that it could be opened. He turned around and made a gesture to Ge Congze.
Si Yehan got up from the cushion. He turned his body slightly, his eyes indifferent. He hadn't slept since waking up from his dream last night, and he wasn't sleepy at all now.
Taking advantage of this day, he killed Ning Qian, while Xia Yuanhou's emotions hadn't yet subsided. With this thought in mind, Si Yehan walked ahead of the group and went out first.
The other six people quickly followed, and upon exiting, they saw Ning Qian standing at the front desk. She had clearly not slept all night and looked somewhat tired.
But when he saw the seven men come out, he perked up and naturally put on a warm smile, "The seven of you on Night Watch, it seems nothing unexpected happened."
Ge Congze frowned slightly and said, "Seven people?"
He had originally planned to find an excuse to cover up Zhuang Xiaosheng's death.
Ning Qian said matter-of-factly, "That's right, weren't there seven of you on Night Watch yesterday? Are you trying to say there were six? Wasn't that guy in front with you?"
Ge Congze didn't speak again; he sensed the change in Ning Qian. The other five people also moved closer to him.
Xia Yuanhou nudged his arm and whispered, "Her memories have been altered; there's an aura somewhat similar to that of Ghost Tamer."
Si Yehan turned around at this moment, his expression indifferent. He walked slowly to Ning Qian and asked, "Did someone ask you to pass on a message to us?"
The footsteps were extremely faint, and coupled with Si Yehan's aura, they made him seem like a ghost.
When Ning Qian faced Si Yehan, a hint of fear flashed in her eyes, but she still forced herself to remain calm and said, "I remember now, the curator came by once in the early morning. He said that after you've had a good night's sleep, you can go to his office on the second floor of the office building to find him."
Upon receiving this answer, Si Yehan immediately understood that the person who altered Ning Qian's memories was most likely the curator. He wondered whether the curator was simply using the power of Ghost Tamer or was actually a Ghost Tamer himself.
If it's the latter, the subsequent slaughter will indeed be quite difficult. But it still won't affect the harvesting of these fellow participants and natives. The Native Ghost Tamers of these instances may also be bound by some kind of rule, unable to directly attack the participants.
Otherwise, as a sacrifice, how could they possibly leave alive?
Si Yehan turned and headed back towards the staff dormitory building. He planned to get some sleep, wash up, and then begin today's killing spree.
Ge Congze and the others exchanged glances and realized where Ning Qian's strange behavior came from.
Just before leaving, Xia Yuanhou paused and said to Ge Congze and the others, "You all go back first."
Ge Congze nodded, and the five of them immediately headed towards the staff dormitory building.
Xia Yuanhou walked back to Ning Qian, who was packing her things, and said in a deep voice, "Be careful these days. If you really can't manage, take leave and don't come to work. A lot of strange things might happen at the funeral home these days."
Ning Qian was a little puzzled, but still smiled warmly and said, "I'll be careful. I don't have many shifts, it's not hard work. Big guy, my home is quite far from here. I live on the third floor of the staff dormitory. There aren't many people living there, but I'm not scared. I've always been brave. If you need any help, you can find me in room 302 on the third floor. As for the strange thing you mentioned, I'll be careful too."
Seeing that Ning Qian still didn't believe him, Xia Yuanhou changed his tone and said jokingly, "Then you'd better be careful. Besides, it's more like I should be helping you. I'm going back to my dorm now."
He felt a slight sadness; if he were to die in this instance, the kind woman who had left such a deep impression on him would forget him. Besides, this instance would eventually end, and the natives were living, breathing people who had lived within it.
If Ning Qian hadn't left the funeral home, she might have died when the next group of participants arrived.
Xia Yuanhou suppressed his various distracting thoughts and decided not to dwell on them. He focused on helping the woman as much as he could. After all, her kindness was invaluable. Su Qing's affected manner and lack of practical action only made him feel somewhat disgusted.
Not long after Xia Yuanhou left, Ning Qian caught up with him. She packed her things quite quickly. "Wait for me! We can go back together."
Xia Yuanhou nodded and said, "Alright."
The two walked together, chatting idly. Ning Qian was quite talkative, and Xia Yuanhou himself was not quiet either, otherwise he wouldn't have been so curious about Ge Congze and kept probing into him.
As they talked, the two became increasingly familiar with each other.
In the security room of Renshou Funeral Home, Si Yehan stood at the door, looking at the clean floor inside, his expression indifferent. The body had indeed been disposed of.
Seeing this scene, he didn't linger and hurried towards the dormitory building.
As soon as I entered, I saw Xia Yuanhou and Ning Qian chatting enthusiastically in front of the elevator.
The two stopped talking the moment they saw Si Yehan, clearly feeling uncomfortable with the presence of another person.
Xia Yuanhou casually asked Si Yehan, "Brother, weren't you the first one to leave? Why are you only just getting back to the dorm?"
Si Yehan glanced at the two of them and said calmly, "Something's up."
Ning Qian looked at Si Yehan and seemed to avoid his gaze, shrinking back behind Xia Yuanhou. She wasn't short, but she was tall enough to be completely hidden from Xia Yuanhou, so she cautiously peeked out with half her head.
Xia Yuanhou also noticed Ning Qian's fear of Si Yehan and shifted his body slightly, saying, "I see."
As they spoke, Xia Yuanhou calmly pressed the buttons for the third and fourth floors.
He turned around and whispered to Ning Qian, "My name is Xia Yuanhou. You can come find me in room 404 if you need anything."
Ning Qian nodded. With Si Yehan present, she didn't say much. She was clearly still shaken by what had happened earlier and couldn't forget it.
Watching the interaction between the two, Si Yehan felt even more that Xia Yuanhou was as stupid as a pig. Developing some emotional connection with the natives was something no normal person would do.
The elevator made a sound, and as soon as it reached the third floor, Ning Qian pinched Xia Yuanhou's arm and hurriedly left.
As the elevator doors closed, Si Yehan saw Ning Qian enter room 302. He silently memorized the address, knowing he could give Xia Yuanhou a surprise today.
Only the two of them remained in the elevator, where a deathly silence reigned. Xia Yuanhou, unable to bear it any longer, practically ran back to his room to sleep as soon as they reached the fourth floor.
Si Yehan walked out of the house and went back to his room.
Everything inside was normal; no one had touched it.
After confirming, Si Yehan locked the door, took off some of his clothes, and went to bed.