Three in the morning.
No. 39, Wenshui District.
There was only a small courtyard and a two-story house here. A house like this seemed more suited to the countryside than the city.
Standing at the courtyard entrance, Fan Cheng took a deep breath and walked into Shen Hong and Liu Junyan's last home.
The troublesome [Wedding Dress] was very likely hidden somewhere here.
The courtyard gate was unlocked, but the door to the house inside was locked. He tried pushing it, but it would not open.
Still, having chosen to come here, he had already made every preparation, both for this place and for himself.
Fan Cheng had come prepared to sacrifice this [Delusion Doppelganger].
Using his phone as a flashlight, he shone it on the lock. It was the kind of iron lock commonly found in rural areas, serving more to keep the door shut than to prevent theft.
Fan Cheng stepped back twice and kicked the wooden door.
With a crash, the door swung open.
He took two steps back and shone his phone inside. It was pitch-black, and even the phone's light seemed partly swallowed up, unable to reach farther in.
No one with any sense would go into a place like this at such an hour and court death.
But he had no choice.
Fan Cheng desperately wanted to change his current situation. He knew an invisible ghost was following him, and the same went for Nie Yunzhen.
In this state, even if he rested with everyone else tonight, he was worried that this doppelganger of his would inexplicably die in its sleep.
He might as well make the most of the doppelganger before anything happened to it.
Fan Cheng stepped into the two-story house.
The moment he entered, he smelled something unpleasant. The air in