She Smiled

The presence of a camera screen in the morgue indicates that there is a ghost in the morgue during the Yugi.

Qu Xuanqing could have come down alone without any problem, but now her night blindness had become a very troublesome negative condition, and she was also injured because of the "sneak attack." She squinted and cautiously pushed open the door of the morgue.

A piercing scream came from inside, followed by the sound of heavy objects being struck repeatedly, making one's heart tighten.

But when Qu Xuanqing opened the door completely, a profound silence fell inside.

Viewers noticed that the screen in the morgue had lit up.

So, they eagerly left Ren Yi's perspective and flocked to the screen in the morgue, wanting to see who had started a new adventure. Only some viewers who were there to see Ren Yi uncover the secret in the dean's office didn't pay attention to the morgue.

Then they saw a woman with squinting eyes, seemingly a little lost. The woman was no longer as composed and aloof as usual. She was holding a stick that appeared out of nowhere, and she was leaning forward slightly, as if testing the road ahead.

It was Qu Xuanqing? What's Qu Xuanqing doing in the morgue at this time?

It seems unlikely that someone with night blindness would encounter any tasks related to the morgue.

The audience was curious, their eyes following Qu Xuanqing as she walked in step by step.

The lights in the morgue were dimmer than anywhere else. It wasn't always like this. Hospitals usually set the lights very bright to dispel the psychological pressure caused by the corpses. Now, almost every place was so dim that a ghost could hide there.

Qu Xuanqing groped around, occasionally lifting the white cloth on the iron window outside to take a look, as if she was looking for a specific target. The audience understood that she must be looking for a corpse, because she only looked at the face. After examining the face of the corpse for a while and finding that it was not the one she was looking for, she would put down the white cloth and move to another place.

[Ha, I heard Qu Xuanqing has excellent night vision, so he never cared about the dark before. Now he's finally experiencing what it's like to be blind, hasn't he?]

[Let her be arrogant, hahaha, she'd never have imagined she'd end up so pathetic here.]

Immediately, some people who already disliked Qu Xuanqing seized the opportunity to mock him, and received a lot of support from others.

Because Qu Xuanqing's methods were indeed very cruel in the past, and she seemed no different from the Fallen Path, many Mutation Path and Righteous Path feared her.

She should have been very popular with the Fallen Path, but she once declared that Fallen Path were scum and anyone who jumped in front of her was asking for death. At first, some Fallen Path thought it was just her ruthlessness and didn't pay any attention, still trying to win her over. Unexpectedly, those who got close to her were actually killed. During that period, about seven or eight Fallen Path from different factions died, and everyone realized that she was serious.

Thus, apart from those who admire strength and those who are so fanatical that they don't care about their stance, regardless of whether it's the Fallen Path, the Mutation Path, or the Righteous Path, no one has a good impression of Qu Xuanqing.

Qu Xuanqing always felt that as long as she was strong enough, she didn't care what others thought of her, because she didn't care about those people.

Until... Yu Xing learned of her situation.

It was a rainy day after they returned from Fuhua City. Qu Xuanqing came to Yu Xing's apartment building to answer some of Zeng Ranran's questions.

It started raining heavily when she was about to leave. She didn't have an umbrella, but Yu Xing be returning from outside and invited her to come inside for a while.

They chatted on the sofa in the living room, and although it's unclear what they talked about, the conversation gradually shifted to Qu Xuanqing's current abilities. After a while, Yu Xing looked up at her and said seriously, "There are some things I don't quite understand, and I need you to give me answers."

Qu Xuanqing remembers holding a warm cup of peach oolong tea in her hands at the time; it tasted a little sweet.

She asked, "What?"

A sharp and eerie glint flashed in Qu Xuanqing's eyes as she walked through the morgue, but she concealed it with the hair beside her face. When she looked up again, her expression was once again somewhat bewildered.

After examining the bodies that were outside, she went to look inside the freezer.

Because she couldn't see clearly, she used a stick as a guide cane, trying her best not to touch the surrounding furnishings. When identifying corpses, she would slightly bow her head and softly say "Excuse me" to any unwanted bodies.

The comments section was buzzing with discussion.

Gradually, some dissenting voices emerged.

Don't you guys think... Qu Xuanqing looks less unapproachable this way?

[This is the first time I've watched her live stream. Actually, from the first round until now, she hasn't been as brutal as the rumors say, has she?]

[Hey, are you a Qu Xuanqing? You're hilarious!]

[You're the one who's ridiculous. Don't you think Qu Xuanqing is really as arrogant as you say? Would she bother hiring online trolls? How does it feel to contradict yourself?]

[Don't forget, in the last round she picked a fight with Shafuri, chased down Zhao Mou, and even broke Han Yan's leg. Is that not brutal?]

[Ha, that's prejudice, isn't it? Think back, wasn't she picking a fight with Shafuri because Shafuri targeted her first? Wasn't she chasing Zhao Mou because Shafuri ambushed her and then shifted suspicion onto Zhao Mou, making her believe Zhao Mou betrayed her?]

[Wasn't it because Han Yan Zhao Mou left the knife with Han Yan to divert attention and make Qu Xuanqing think Han Yan was the perpetrator? Thinking about it this way, the attack on Shafuri was a combination of old grudges and retaliation, the attack on Zhao Mou was a counterattack against a sneak attack, and the attack on Han Yan was just an ordinary person restraining the perpetrator. Have you really understood all of this? Can you just erase all the reasons by saying Qu Xuanqing is really cruel?]

This was probably the first time someone had seriously defended Qu Xuanqing since she became famous.

Beneath her feet, black shadows merged into the already dim space, silently creeping towards her in an encircling manner.

The shadows looked somewhat like arms, then in the next instant they resembled heads and long necks, and two seconds later they transformed into human figures dressed in loose-fitting clothes.

They raised scissors, scalpels, sticks, and anything else that could be used as a weapon, and approached Qu Xuanqing step by step, who was oblivious to everything due to his night blindness.

They are silent and unnoticed.

In the morgue, they acted as if they were in their own home, not even daring to utter a sound, slowly but undeniably making their way to the only living person.

Han Yan concealed his presence, leaning against the door of the morgue to watch the show. He didn't think these ghosts, used by the Fear Hospital to disturb the guests and create atmosphere, could cause any harm to the famous Qu Xuanqing. Let alone night blindness, even if Qu Xuanqing were blind, he would be able to handle these ghosts that couldn't kill people anyway.

So, he added something special to these ghosts.

To outsiders, Han Zichuan appears to be a fairly average Righteous Path deducer. He has decent physical strength, not bad intelligence, and average reconnaissance ability. He can usually escape from non-overwhelming ghosts. He is a standard and reliable person who can always find the main path that the deduction wants him to go to and then obediently complete it.

Being able to become a star predictor depends on two things: experience and luck.

Only those in the same high-ranking position at Single Prism knew that Han Yan's greatest strength after becoming a Deducer was his innate ability.

Egg on.

Tamper.

Bewitchment.

Staying behind the scenes, yet meddling in everything.

His most proficient power lies in subtly influencing any matter that might have consciousness, whether it be thought or form of existence. This seems to be an ability that his family can always master without being taught, just like what Han Xinyi did to the victims whose throats were slit and her college classmates, and just like how Han Yan easily dragged the young Han Xinyi into the Mud Swamp.

At this moment, the ghosts surging towards Qu Xuanqing were not entirely ghosts of the Fear Hospital. Han Yan had imbued them with more evil and brutal impulses, as well as with more hidden and powerful abilities.

They no longer had any restrictions on killing guests, because at this moment, they were Han Yan's weapons.

Han Yan is currently at the Despair level. He is not a divination expert who excels in physical skills and combat. If he were to fight Qu Xuanqing head-on, he would definitely be crippled. However, divination experts are not a group that determines the outcome based on brute force. The strength and weakness are determined by the combination of various other powers, such as curses, control over ghosts, perception, communication, and so on.

His eyes were filled with intense interest as he stared at the ghostly figures raising their weapons, muttering to himself.

That's it...

That's it, just a little closer...

Qu Xuanqing is such a skilled fighter, yet he doesn't need to resort to such brutal methods. He could easily take Qu Xuanqing's life simply by standing here, wouldn't he? That's true strength. Qu Xuanqing is nothing but an arrogant joke.

Han Yan, seeing the absurdity, pulled out a freezer, looked at it, and finally stopped.

The female corpse before them, frozen solid and emitting icy air, matched Yu Xing's description perfectly; this must be it.

Qu Xuanqing observed for a while, and the female corpse in front of her showed no intention of coming back to life. After all, this was something that Yu Xing's identity had attracted, an extra ghost, not from the morgue, so it wouldn't react to other people's stares.

Her gaze was completely fixed on the female corpse, which made some of the audience anxious.

The ghost was almost behind her.

[How can these ghosts be so powerful? As far as I know, even if Qu Xuanqing loses her sight, her other senses are still very sharp. How come she couldn't detect them!]

Even though no comments could be seen, Qu Xuanqing's lips curled up almost imperceptibly at that moment.

Her mind seemed to still linger on that rainy day when the downpour grew increasingly noisy, and on the conversation between Yu Xing and her after she uttered that "what?"

"You really killed so many people?"

"Real."

"Not all of them are Fallen Path?"

"Not entirely."

"I don't believe it."

Yu Xing was sitting right across from her at that time, but her voice seemed to come from a very far place.

"The Qu Xuanqing I know isn't bloodthirsty. She won't kill unless someone provokes her. So, why?"

"... What? Why?"

"Why would you kill people outside the Fallen Path'? How many did you kill to make everyone think you're a female demon?"

"... Not many. Most of them were in competitive simulation games, or those live-streamed Yugi with a fixed number of deaths."

She finally let down her guard a little. She didn't want to explain, as it would make her seem like she had been bullied.

But if the other person is Yu Xing... she believes Yu Xing won't misunderstand her or think she's fragile.

That's enough.

"Most of them... are fallen individuals disguised as those on the Righteous Path or the Mutation Path. They maintain a very good facade, hoping that their enemies will feel fear when they try to kill them, afraid of being retaliated against by the relationships they've cultivated. If it's a live stream, they'll be hated even more by many viewers who don't know their true nature."

The tea in Qu Xuanqing's hand gradually got cold and didn't taste good anymore.

She put down her tea.

The closest ghostly figure held a large, sharp pair of scissors in its hand, standing behind her indistinct shadow, and raised the weapon high.

At this moment, Qu Xuanqing had just confirmed the body that Yu Xing was looking for. She seemed to want to move the entire body out and take it away, bending down to reach the back of the female corpse's legs.

The shadow scissors pierced her shadow's throat with perfect accuracy.

Even though it was just the contact between two intangible shadows, blood gushed out in a very real way. Qu Xuanqing's warm blood splashed onto the female corpse, causing her eyelashes to tremble.

Qu Xuanqing's pupils constricted, the stick in her hand fell to the ground, and she incredulously covered the bloody hole in her throat. She opened her mouth and let out a series of indistinct gasps.

She turned her head to face the morgue door, her eyes wide open, but all she could see was endless darkness. Night blindness had truly made her feel as helpless as a blind person.

The throat injury should have been fatal, but the system didn't take over Qu Xuanqing's body. Han Yan looked at her unfocused eyes and thought that she must have moved slightly when the scissors were inserted, causing them to be inserted a little off-center.

Then let's do it a few more times.

The surrounding ghostly figures swarmed forward, each one thrusting its sharp energy into Qu Xuanqing's shadow. Han Yan heard the piercing sound of skin being torn apart, and the sound of Qu Xuanqing being unable to make a sound as if it were stuck in his throat.

Qu Xuanqing's arms, abdomen, chest, legs, back, and even head were covered with large and small cuts, the result of being hit by an invisible weapon. Qu Xuanqing's face showed confusion and shock. Han Yan understood her feelings at this moment, because normally, unless one was in despair, they would never allow Qu Xuanqing had only lost one sense, to be attacked so helplessly.

He looked at Qu Xuanqing as if he had just realized something, and a bloodstained iron sword appeared in his hand.

That must be Wicked Grace.

Qu Xuanqing truly lived up to her reputation as a great witch. Despite being injured like this, she was still not judged by the system as having suffered an attack that would immediately kill her. Han Yan then watched with amusement Qu Xuanqing used her long sword as a crutch and staggered toward him.

Does it still have the power to attack?

Han Yan's interest grew even stronger. He quietly retreated, almost indulgently, letting all the ghostly figures move aside, allowing Qu Xuanqing to walk over step by step, leaving bloody footprints in his wake.

Qu Xuanqing dragged her blood-soaked body, raised her head, and looked towards a light source in the distance. She could see that it was the entrance to the morgue, and a person was leaning against the door; judging from the figure, it was a man...

Before she could even see the other person's face clearly, the lights on the other side exploded with a bang, plunging the distance into an even more despairing darkness.

If she went there, wouldn't she be completely overwhelmed by that person whose strength far exceeded her expectations?

But... that's Han Yan, her and Yu Xing's target.

The sound of heavy rain in my mind became clearer than ever before.

"What are you daydreaming about? Is your tea getting cold? Then try this cup, it's aged tangerine peel Pu'er, it's very fragrant too!" Yu Xing smiled and took the cup from her hand, replacing it with a piping hot one, then said, "So? You knew perfectly well that the Fallen Path disguised itself as the Righteous Path and the Mutation Path to manipulate people's hearts, why did you still walk into it? Couldn't you have prepared more, exposed them first, and then killed them?"

"The more people there are, the more confident they become, because they have hundreds or even thousands of accomplices in their crimes. But as long as I am strong enough to be unthreatened by anyone, so what if I am resented?"

Even if everyone hates me, as long as I live, they'll be the ones trembling with fear.

She remembered her saying it very coldly, as if she were describing a trivial matter.

Yu Xing's voice finally carried a hint of amusement. "So, actually, you only killed those on the Fallen Path. Everything else was due to the nature of the deduction and your mission stance. This is the same for all the deducers present."

"And the rumors circulating outside—that you're bloodthirsty, unreasonable, and that you'll hunt down anyone who shows the slightest disrespect—are all false. They've mistaken your precise killings of those on the Fallen Path for indiscriminate slaughter, haven't they?"

"So what if it is?" She turned her head away. "I've never been a good person to begin with. Such speculation only gives me more reason to act recklessly. I really like the way things are now, that no one dares to mess with me."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yu Xing suddenly patted her head. "You're not a good person? Tsk, how could you have such a thought? Being a good person isn't defined by personality. Does being aloof mean you're not a good person? Do you even remember how we met?"

"... Remember."

"That's right! Back then, you didn't care that you were just a teenage girl; you painstakingly Silk Drawing and Unraveling clues from the smallest details and rescued twenty-four kidnapped children, including Zhu Yan."

Yu Xing's lips curled into a smile, but it was as if she were blaming her for belittling herself. "Isn't it just manipulating people's hearts? Come on, I'll teach you."

From now on, choose a path that's good for you. No one will dare mess with you, but people will like you.

All sorts of voices receded from Qu Xuanqing's mind like a receding tide.

In the darkness, her hair, soaked with blood, was used to cover her face.

She smiled.