Song Xia led the way, her steps conveying a sense of urgency.
Upon arriving at the auditorium, she opened the door for the four of them.
Throughout, she never inquired about the whereabouts of the missing VIPs, displaying an attitude of avoiding them like the plague. The four of them could even sense a kind of fear emanating from Song Xia, but they couldn't quite put their finger on whether it was directed at the unknown or at their group.
Qianjing Youhui narrowed her eyes slightly, then asked with a gentle smile, "Why are you afraid?"
Song Xia swallowed hard, her expression a mixture of emotions. She then apologized to the four people, "I'm so sorry, distinguished guests, you must have found this amusing. Running a funeral home is nothing unusual, but lately it's been like being haunted by ghosts. Too many people have gone missing, and according to some inside information, they all ended up dead."
She paused for a moment before continuing, "I'm a divorced woman with a daughter, so I absolutely cannot die. I'm really terrified. If it weren't for the high salary, I would have quit long ago. That's why I'm a little afraid of you."
When her daughter was mentioned, a resolute look flashed across Song Xia's face.
Qianjing Youhui seemed to understand something, then waved her hand and said, "I see. Go buy something for us later and bring it over."
Song Xia nodded quickly and then sat down at the front desk.
The four people pushed open the door and entered, sitting back on the cushions with practiced ease. The lights were still on and the night was not yet dark.
Ge Congze's gaze fell on Qianjing Youhui, and he said with a hint of confusion, "Why did you ask her such trivial questions? It wouldn't help us pass the level."
Qianjing Youhui brushed aside the bangs that were covering her eyebrows and said softly, "She knew about the deaths at the funeral home because she was with Luo Tian and Luo Hai, and she didn't take our so-called disappearances seriously. There's no sign of her memory being altered, so why did Ning Qian have it before?"
Xie Fei replied naturally, "It's very simple. Ning Qian is a newcomer to society, with a strong sense of justice, and she just happened to run into that native Native Ghost Tamer. To prevent unnecessary trouble, she would naturally have gone through some procedures. There's no doubt about that."
However, none of the funeral home staff we've encountered so far have shown any signs of killing for pleasure. This is really difficult to handle. We have to be careful in this instance; the next person to die could be any one of the four of us.
As Xie Fei spoke, a cold glint flashed in her eyes, and as she continued speaking, the aura emanating from her grew increasingly icy.
Qianjing Youhui sighed softly, "This dungeon is truly a case of being caught between a rock and a hard place."
No one spoke again, and soon Song Xia brought over the food.
Qianjing Youhui thanked her softly, but Song Xia waved her hand somewhat nervously, unwilling to stay in the room any longer.
A thin mist of white fog drifted around the ice coffin. Qianjing Youhui turned her head and chuckled softly, but the meaning behind her smile was unreadable.
She quickly distributed the snacks and water. Since the lights were still on and the ghost hadn't appeared, the hall was considered safe, so she had nothing to worry about.
Song Xia bought some bread, some biscuits, and bottled water. It was quite unusual that the funeral home's canteen sold these things.
Si Yehan wasn't interested in the food and wasn't hungry, so he didn't take the bread and biscuits from Qianjing Youhui. However, considering that he could pour water on the corpses after killing them, he took two bottles of mineral water.
Qianjing Youhui Si Yehan's lack of thanks. She picked up the bag, turned around, and sat back down on the cushion.
Thoughts flashed through Si Yehan's mind, then he closed his eyes and leaned against the wall to rest. After all, he was idle anyway, so he might as well sleep and rest for a while. As for joining in the three's boring conversation, he had no interest in it.
Seeing that Si Yehan had closed his eyes to rest, the three of them didn't say anything more. Because of their mental state, they couldn't fall asleep for a long time, so they just sat there quietly waiting for the lights to go out.
Time passed quietly, and the night outside gradually deepened. The moonlight once again climbed into the room along the windowsill, but it was not conspicuous in the bright environment.
The candles on the table were burning, and the black and white photograph was placed neatly, reflecting four faces. Ge Congze raised his eyebrows and looked at the photograph on the table for a moment, feeling a strange and eerie feeling.
He felt a chill run down his spine, patted his head, looked away, and then called to Qianjing Youhui and Xie Fei, "I looked at that photo for a while and it seemed a bit strange. You two shouldn't look at it. I suspect that the old man's pattern of killing by eye contact might also be mediated by eye contact in photos."
Qianjing Youhui and Xie Fei weren't stupid, so they naturally didn't refute or disbelieve him. They immediately nodded in agreement. They had seen Ge Congze's performance before; he was a good teammate and his abilities were outstanding.
A crisp sound suddenly rang out, and the lights flickered on and off, accompanied by a hissing sound. The room suddenly became exceptionally dark and eerie.
The three exchanged a glance, their hearts sinking. They immediately realized that the night was deepening and the ghosts were about to awaken!
However, it seems that only the old woman will wake up tonight.
The alternation of light and darkness continued for about five minutes before it stopped, and night fell, with only a few sparse moonlight shining through the windows and into the edges of the room.
Of the four ice coffins, only one emitted a tremor. Immediately, the old woman stood up from the coffin, her appearance becoming as bizarre and deformed as it had been in the night before, her eyes glowing with a scarlet light, standing there menacingly!
Almost the instant night fell completely, Si Yehan opened his eyes in the darkness, a smile flashing in his eyes, his gaze piercing through the thick darkness and looking toward the ice coffin.
At this moment, the two brothers, Luo Tian and Luo Hai, were unconscious beside the ice coffin. It was unknown whether they would accidentally trigger the old woman's killing pattern after they woke up.
Once all four ghosts have completed their transformations, will they all awaken? Or will they all fall into a deep sleep?
Si Yehan pondered: if they all fall into a deep sleep after their transformation, and someone triggers their killing pattern, will they emerge?
Let's wait and see; our next move will depend on the situation.
Ge Congze, Qianjing Youhui, and Xie Fei all closed their eyes and pretended to be asleep, not looking at the old woman standing on the ice coffin.
Si Yehan waited patiently. His previous force was enough to put the Luo brothers Luo Tian and Luo Hai, to sleep for a while, so there was no need to rush.
He weighed the bottle of mineral water in his right hand. Suddenly, a very loud shout rang out from the darkness! It was Luo Hai's voice, filled with fear. This had already triggered the red-clothed female ghost's killing pattern!
But the ice coffin remained closed, showing no trace of its presence.
This seems to further confirm the previous conjecture: it doesn't matter if the killing pattern is triggered when the ghost is lying in the ice coffin.
But when I entered this room today, I was almost affected. From this, we can deduce that after coming out of the ice coffin, the ghost will immediately kill the person who triggered the killing pattern.
Through the darkness, Si Yehan saw Luo Tian and Luo Hai stand up. Their movements were panicked; how could they possibly be in a good mood after waking up in such a strange place?
In their panic, the two bumped into an old woman standing on an ice coffin.
The old woman began to turn her body, and the blood-red veins on her skin bulged and contracted at a speed visible to the naked eye! She reached out her palms to grab Luo Tian and Luo Hai.
Luo Tian roared and pushed Luo Hai outside. In this moment of crisis, he had been jolted awake by the shock. "Run!"
Luo Tian rushed towards the old woman. Luo Hai, tears streaming down his face, crashed into a table while desperately trying to escape, extinguishing the candle.
This saves me some trouble, Si Yehan thought to himself, his gaze still fixed on the scene!
The old woman remained unmoved. First, she tore apart Luo Tian's obese body with one hand, and then her other hand suddenly grew longer, piercing Luo Hai's head from back to front!
The two brothers died tragically.
The old woman's body underwent a rapid transformation; the ghostly aura emanating from her intensified, and crimson veins transformed into patterns etched onto her skin. Her gaze became indifferent and lifeless.
The woman is a ghost!
At this moment, all four ghosts had completed their transformation.