Old Home's Pot

The thug, who had been hiding behind the pile of junk covered by a black cloth, suddenly burst out and fired a shot at the glass window in the direction of the back kitchen. After shattering the window, he didn't hesitate and jumped out to escape.

He knew very well that the White House had so few hiding places, and it was only a matter of time before Woman Face found him one by one. It was already a miracle that he could hide behind the pile of junk for so long.

Moreover, most importantly, the sky outside was already clear.

It was about time, almost the same as Burning Death Ghost's prophecy in the Chat Group. In about ten minutes, the Ghost Domain had completely dissipated.

Returning to the normal world, as long as he left this White House, the ghosts inside couldn't chase him out. If he didn't escape now, when would he?

The Henchman's actions were decisive. Having dealt with dirty work for various Big Brothers for a long time, he wouldn't have survived this long without a sharp set of skills. The moment the Female Ghost was on Gao Tian checking the situation, he leaped out like a leopard, fired his gun, and scaled the wall. The entire action was completed in less than 10 seconds.

But he had underestimated the Female Ghost's speed.

The moment he leaped, the Female Ghost sensed the movement behind her. The instant he escaped through the window, the Female Ghost, driven by her long neck, moved like lightning to the broken window and shouted towards the outside:

"Zhang Youguang...

"Zhang Youguang.

"Zhang Youguang!"

After three shouts, the Henchman, who had finally escaped the house, exploded into a bloody mess in the backyard outside, dying a gruesome death.

Unfortunately, his actions were a little too slow. If he could have instantly moved outside the yard, he might have escaped the Female Ghost's Curse.

At that moment, Gao Tian knew that the last and best opportunity he had been waiting for had finally arrived.

The Ghost Domain outside had already receded, and he could leave the White House at any time.

The Female Ghost that had been clinging to him was also attracted by the attention of the escaping Henchman. Her neck moved outside the window in another direction, trying hard to stretch out.

Gao Tian leaped up directly from the ground and sprinted in the Opposite Direction.

But his direction was not towards the Main Door of the house; instead, he sprinted towards the Stairs leading to the Second Floor!

Gao Tian's goal was not just to escape from here. He had been so badly tricked by Xu Yuan this time. If he didn't take the "pot" that this guy had placed in his Old Home before leaving, he wouldn't be able to quell his hatred.

Given how heavily the Female Ghost guarded the Third Floor, the pot was most likely there.

At the same time, Gao Tian was also very curious why Xu Yuan was so attached to this pot in his Old Home, unable to forget it, and had set up so many Traps to defend it.

The moment Gao Tian moved was exactly when the Female Ghost floated to the window and killed the Henchman escaping outside; as Gao Tian charged towards the Second Floor like a charging boar, the Female Ghost also finished killing the escapee outside the window and turned to fly towards the Second Floor.

The White Neck of the entire three-story house was contracting, trying to defend against Gao Tian's advance.

Gao Tian dodged left and right, successfully evading several attempts by the long neck to strangle him.

"Zhao Qiang.

"Zhao Qiang.

"Zhao Qiang.

"Zhao Qiang!"

Behind him, the female ghost's resentful voice continued to echo. With her intelligence, she simply couldn't comprehend why her killing pattern had completely lost its effect on this person.

The vengeful ghost's intelligence was low, preventing Gao Tian from using the Memory Ghost on her (so low that normal conversation was impossible). However, such ghosts had a rather singular behavioral pattern. Despite failing so many times, she still kept repeating Zhao Qiang's name.

Narrowly escaping, Gao Tian dodged the snake-like, sweeping attacks on his long neck several times with agile footwork, finally charging into the third floor he had longed for.

Outside, the sky was already at the end of dawn. Golden sunlight trickled through the gaps in the ceiling, scattering across the dim third floor. It also allowed Gao Tian to barely see the scene before him.

The layout of the third floor was relatively spacious and simple. A broken table held an incense burner, with three incense sticks that had long since turned to ash. Above the incense sticks was a grayish-white photograph, depicting the face of a Horse Face Woman. The woman had been quite gentle in life, her teeth white and clean, unlike the black, gaping hole that remained after death.

Clearly, this was the ghost Xu Yuan kept in the White House. By some unknown method, he had placed a deceased person's photo and ashes on the third floor of their old home. The vengeful ghost that woman became after death was entrenched here, killing any living person who dared to reach the third floor.

Beneath the table were two large urns, half a person's height. One urn was white, and the other was blood-red.

The woman's slender neck was supported by something extending from the mouth of the white urn. Gao Tian glanced at it from afar. A corner of the urn's opening revealed some white powder. Ninety-nine percent of the woman's ashes were likely in there, fixed in place by Xu Yuan.

Just as he was preparing to take further action, the woman's face retracted like lightning back to the third floor. Gao Tian turned his head, only to feel a massive mouth, as if swallowing heaven and earth, lunging at him. He instinctively raised his hand to block, but before he could even resist, his body felt wet, as if swallowed into writhing organs. His consciousness quickly disappeared into the endless Abyss.

You have died.

According to the effect of the Ghost Card, you are about to revive.

The poker card you drew this time is—

Club 3.

There are no poker cards on your soul, and no conflicting numbers. Revival successful.

There are 51 cards remaining. The drawn card will be permanently imprinted on your soul until the next time a duplicate number appears, at which point the user will directly die.

We wish you a pleasant revival.

It felt like a terrifying nightmare.

Gao Tian felt his consciousness slowly returning. First his head, then it spread to his neck. The cold sensation of his body pressed against the ground returned, and his limbs could finally be controlled.

He was back.

Gao Tian knew that he had run straight into the female ghost earlier. Seeing that the killing pattern was ineffective against him, the female ghost had directly swallowed him whole, crushed his internal organs, and then spat his corpse out onto the floor of the third floor.

Fortunately, he still had the Ghost Card, a supernatural item. Otherwise, it would have been truly over.

At the cost of adding a Club 3 to his soul, Gao Tian, who should have died, was resurrected on the spot with full health.

However, even though he had regained control of his body, he still lay motionless on the floor, suppressing his breathing to almost nothing, feigning a state of death.

Even with his eyes closed, he could still feel a huge, terrifying shadow slowly passing overhead, emitting a chilling cackling laugh.

After killing all the intruders, the female ghost enshrined in the Spirit Altar retreated back into the third floor, guarding her Ashes Urn and that strange Red Pot.

Gao Tian guessed in his heart that the Red Pot was likely the "Old Home's Pot" that Xu Yuan had mentioned. It was something he longed for and worried about being discovered.

But the problem was, how could the resurrected Gao Tian lure the female ghost hovering above him, take the Red Pot, and escape from here completely unscathed?

Just surviving and getting out was not an easy task. After all, if he, lying on the ground, were to get up, the female ghost patrolling the third-floor ceiling would notice. For her, it would be as simple as killing him again.

Standing up meant instant death. No matter how many Ghost Cards he had, it wouldn't be enough.

There was another option: activating the Black Card in his pocket and teleporting directly back to the Living Person Apartment.

But Gao Tian felt he could still work with this. He didn't want to waste his only, very precious Black Card here.

When he was lying on the first floor earlier, he had already laid a backup plan.

He had deliberately placed his mobile phone under the sofa and set an alarm to go off fifteen minutes later, with the volume turned up to maximum.

Thinking about it now, the time was almost up.

As soon as the mobile phone on the first floor suddenly made a sound...

"Don't Look at Me, I'm Just a Sheep!~"

A deafening sound, accompanied by vibrations, suddenly erupted from below his feet.

"Cackle cackle cackle!"

Hearing the strange noise, the shadow circling overhead didn't hesitate. It transformed into a White Day Rainbow and flew rapidly towards the first floor, crossing the stairs between the third and second floors.

Upon reaching the first floor, the Woman Face spun around and quickly located the sound source beneath the sofa. She slammed down with her face, smashing the already tattered sofa to pieces. Along with the ringing mobile phone below, it was quickly reduced to fragments under her repeated headbutts, its parts and casing scattering across the floor.

After destroying the mobile phone, the strange sound also stopped. Even with her low intelligence, the female ghost quickly realized that no one was there; it was just a mobile phone used as bait to attract her attention.

While the female ghost was being lured to the first floor by a mobile phone, Gao Tian on the third floor began to move.

Resurrected on the spot, he immediately jumped up and rushed towards the table. At the same time, he kicked over the urn containing the Female Ghost's ashes and grabbed another Blood Red Urn, then sprinted towards the third-floor window.

Crack!

The Female Ghost downstairs let out an indescribable, eerie laugh as she felt the Ashes Urn connected to her Neck being kicked over. In that moment, she was in extreme pain and extreme rage. Her long Neck dragged her face as she killed her way back to the second and third floors at top speed, trying to settle the score with Gao Tian, who had come back from the dead.

The Female Ghost was also confused. Why was this human so hard to kill? She had already killed him several times. Every time, he could get back up as if nothing had happened.

No matter how fast the Female Ghost was, there was still a distance of two floors between them. By the time her pale, bloodless face returned to the third floor, she saw Gao Tian already climbing out the window, just one step away from climbing over the wall and leaving this terrifying White House.

"Well then, goodbye."

He greeted the mistress of the house and, without any hesitation, hugged the Red Pot and fell backward.

The height of three floors was indeed quite high, but below was all soil and weeds. If he jumped down at the right angle, he definitely wouldn't die.

Gao Tian's only worry was that the pot in his hands would be smashed, but there was nothing he could do. Being able to escape here was already a stroke of luck. Since Xu Yuan in the Chat Group cherished this pot so much, he would rather take back a few fragments than let it continue to sit in Xu Yuan's Old Home.