Zhao Yijiu in Black

I dare not fight.

The twins in red fell silent for a moment, and the younger brother in red, who had just made the move, broke out in a cold sweat.

I really don't dare to fight anymore.

It's not just because a fight might anger the Sheqing Ghost, but also because this newcomer in red is too fierce!

Extremely ferocious, with surging blood mist.

The DJ stepped back behind the turntable, crouched down, and only half of his head was visible.

She took out her phone and sent a text message.

"Still looking for trouble?" Yu Xing smiled, looking terrifying but actually no different from a paper tiger. Others could only see a pair of narrow, black phoenix eyes through the eye sockets of the mask.

"We're not looking anymore. We're very sorry for offending you today, senior. We'll leave now." The twins in red Yu Xing and hurriedly tried to leave.

Just then, a commotion arose from the Forgetfulness Hall it was said there were living, Black Shadow figures.

The twins in red seemed to have found their target, and they dashed towards the Forgetfulness Hall without stopping for a moment.

Even in the completely empty Yellow Springs Hall, Yu Xing could hear the commotion next door; it sounded like ghosts were shouting.

"The waiters mingled among us; they've secretly killed many ghosts!"

"Damn it, I'm going to eat them!"

"Have you compiled the statistics? How many people did they kill while we were looking for the waiters?"

"One Black Shadow, three white-shirt Ghost, and twelve discouraged Ghost!"

Fifteen minutes ago.

A dark, gleaming short sword sealed the throat of the discouraged Ghost.

Before the gray mist could erupt, the corpse was grabbed and pulled down by a long, strong hand, and thrown to the ground silently. The gray mist hovered at leg height before being quickly dispersed by the legs.

The surrounding ghosts were even shouting, "Quick, it's not just the Black Shadow; there must be some waiters pretending to be disheartened. I don't believe they're all as powerful as exorcists!"

Little did they know, right at their feet, a new, neglected gray robe lay sprawled.

Zhao Yijiu concealed the short sword, stepped on the gray-clad figure, and deftly hooked it with the tip of her shoe, sweeping it into the bottom of the deserted booth beside her.

Then he moved slowly along with the crowded stream of ghosts.

A black shadow loomed over the sword, and the eyes behind the mask were devoid of emotion, like those of a lifeless object.

Its tall figure blended seamlessly into the shadows, appearing perfectly at home among the surrounding ghosts, even more like a ghost than they did.

He was an inconspicuous Black Shadow.

Although many people noticed him, they quickly recognized him as someone sent by the red-clothed ghost to find the waiter, so they stopped paying attention and instead tried to find a living person among the ghosts in the hall.

As they searched, some ghosts complained, and others were filled with anger.

The strange thing is that the Black Shadow were all unfamiliar.

Disheartened and White Shirt were still in the stage of laughing and joking with their friends, while those in Red were all known for their fierceness. Only Black Shadow had neither friends nor fame.

The Black Shadow is destined to be a solitary figure. Even when they come to a bar for entertainment, they are a lone ghost, and they are arrogant and ruthless, so not many ghosts will get to know them.

So it's too difficult! It's too hard to find!

There were nine Shadow Ghost in the Forgetfulness Hall, none of whom were familiar to the ghosts. This meant that the ghosts could not use the process of elimination to find the arrogant waiter who killed a white-shirt Ghost in front of the red-robed one.

They couldn't just go up and cause trouble, because the black-clad ghost was already the highest-ranking being in the Forgetfulness Hall.

If they make a mistake, the ruthless Black Shadow will not forgive them.

Moreover, the Black Shadow are suspicious of each other, and many low-level ghosts are waiting for them to compete against each other!

Zhao Yijiu was the least suspected, since everyone assumed he was on the same side as the woman in red, or even her subordinate. Since it was the woman in red who leaked the information about the waiter to them, this tall, cold, and slender Black Shadow in black must not be the waiter.

Eliminate one correct answer at the start.

There are too many ghosts, and occasionally it gets extremely crowded. When it's too crowded, no ghost will notice you. The ghost that was yelling "Go check ahead!" a second ago is gone the next second.

They were all killed by a diligent Black Shadow figure, who then dragged them into various shadowy corners.

The ghosts shouted and cursed without any regard for their image, becoming increasingly frustrated because they dared not smash the Sheqing Ghost's sake.

"Why are the waiters so good at dodging today?!"

"It wasn't like this before. They used to be so scared they'd run away in terror as soon as we got close, unable to move, and we'd find them in no time!"

The ghost found it strange, but Zhao Yijiu did not.

It's understandable that they're hard to find, because before today, bar waiters were all human beings existing in this "Absurd World".

Most of them are ordinary people, with the occasional two who can disguise themselves as the white-shirt Ghost Shadow Ghost possibly being exorcists in this world's setting.

Today, however, it is the predictors who have come.

Although the diviners do not possess exorcism skills, they are all meticulous individuals who have conducted several divine revelations, not to mention they have various offerings for different purposes.

If they're lucky, and the woman in red doesn't interfere, and if the strategists are careful, it's not impossible for everyone to survive, or for only one or two to die.

Zhao Yijiu pursed her lips, no longer thinking about the reasons, and fixed her gaze on a white-shirt Ghost who was cursing the living with particular fervor, and quietly moved over.

This was Yu Xing's task for him: to kill as many ghosts as possible among the ghost horde to earn points and ghost money.

The white-shirt Ghost shut his repulsive mouth forever.

Everything went smoothly at first, but after he killed the eleventh ghost, ghosts started to target him.

It was still just a Black Shadow.

As a discouraged Ghost fell, Zhao Yijiu had just hidden himself to Stop Killing when he sensed a malevolent gaze through the layers of ghosts. His pupils contracted, and when he looked back, he saw a White Face staring at him.

In the center of the mask, there was only one eye socket, inside which a large, black eye, much larger than that of an ordinary person, rolled around.

"So it really was you."

Except for the mask, the Black Shadow figure was entirely black, its eyes gleaming with excitement and bloodlust, as if it had spotted its prey.

"I've found you, poor little waiter."

A piercing, murmuring sound reached Zhao Yijiu's ears, but neither the white-shirt Ghost nor the discouraged Ghost beside her noticed it. This must be one of the abilities of the Shadow Ghost.

In many stories, only those targeted by ghosts can hear or see them. You scream in terror, feeling disoriented, but others, misunderstanding you, ask if you're unwell or hallucinating. No matter what you say, they all tell you, "Go back and get some sleep, don't overwork yourself."

How tragic.

Being targeted by a ghost, you cry out for help in terror, only to be ignored and ridiculed. Perhaps you'd be better off if someone called you mentally ill, but what you fear most is that others treat it as a joke, using insincere concern to try and tell someone who could die at any moment, "You're overthinking it, stop joking, you'll be fine."

And at this moment, the ghost smiles at you, while others tell you that there are no ghosts in this world.

This is what's most devastating and despairing.

Zhao Yijiu stared coldly at the Black Shadow, knowing full well that the figure had witnessed her Black Shadow.