I ran my fingers over my phone, wondering whether I should go find Greenleaf.
I could accept not entering the dream to save Daredevil and the others, but now I was most worried because Wu Ling and the others couldn't be reached.
My phone vibrated.
Fatty had sent me a message saying something was happening with the livestream.
I opened the livestream and found the room was empty. The broadcast had ended.
I hadn't seen what happened, but the comments and the messages scrolling across the black screen told me.
"Who was that? Who was it just now?"
"I didn't see, just a finger."
"Based on my years of experience, that was a woman's finger."
Reading the comments, I began to form some guesses.
More than ten minutes later, a call appeared on my phone screen.
It was Wu Ling!
I answered immediately.
"How are you guys?" I blurted out.
Wu Ling's voice was calm. "We're at the labor reform farm. It's been dealt with."
"Ah..." I couldn't help but freeze.
It was dealt with?
Just like that?
"Several corpses turned into zombies and attacked the living. This place is no good anymore," Wu Ling said.
I was even more confused. "What do you mean, no good? Didn't you deal with it last time?"
"Yeah, we dealt with it, but this place..." Wu Ling paused. "You read that file, right? About the old woman who made the wind chimes."
Of course I'd read that file. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known that the string of wooden wind chimes was used to summon spirits. I also remembered the file was called "Swathed in Black Fog." The final video in it showed the old woman taking away the things on that patch of land...
At the thought of it, I froze.
"It's more