"Miss Lin?"
"Lin Ruonan?"
"Lin Ruonan!"
Xia Nan kept patting Lin Ruonan's shoulder, but she still failed to wake up.
Hu Feifei had woken up, but her face was filled with terror. She simply huddled in a corner, repeating, "It must have been that thing... it must have been that thing!"
Qin Manjiang had tried talking to her, but Hu Feifei ignored him completely. In this state, she seemed utterly insane.
Was this caused by the enormous Vengeful Ghost they had witnessed last night, the one that could grip the mountainside halfway up the peak?
One would not wake up, and the other had lost her mind...
Just then, however, Xia Nan's voice abruptly changed. "Miss Lin?!"
Qin Manjiang immediately looked toward Lin Ruonan. The color was rapidly draining from her face. Then her head lolled to one side, and thin streams of blood trickled from the corners of her eyes, her nostrils, her ears, and the corners of her mouth...
Xia Nan reached out to check Lin Ruonan's carotid artery. His eyes dimmed, and he turned to shake his head at Qin Manjiang.
Lin Ruonan was dead.
She had died in her sleep, just like that, for no clear reason.
Qin Manjiang looked at her pocket and took out her [Invitation].
Although everyone already remembered the general route fairly accurately, Qin Manjiang kept feeling that the invitation still held secrets.
Sure enough.
The moment he took the invitation from Lin Ruonan's pocket, an eerie change came over the back of the invitation, which had originally shown a golden route.
Passages of text were appearing.
"Come look."
Holding Lin Ruonan's invitation, Qin Manjiang called out to Xia Nan.
Xia Nan hurriedly took out his own invitation. Strangely, his invitation remained unchanged. Only Lin Ruonan's invitation had large blocks of text