"Miss Lin?"
"Lin Ruonan?"
"Lin Ruonan!"
Xia Nan kept patting Lin Ruonan's shoulder, but she still did not wake up.
Hu Feifei, on the other hand, had woken up, but her face was filled with terror. She just huddled in the 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. She looked utterly insane.
Was this caused by the enormous Vengeful Ghost they had witnessed last night, the one that could hold the mountainside in its hand?
One would not wake up, and the other had gone mad...
But just then, Xia Nan's voice suddenly 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 trickles of blood flowed from the corners of her eyes, her nostrils, her ears, and the corners of her mouth...
Xia Nan pressed his fingers against Lin Ruonan's carotid artery. His gaze 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 apparent reason.
Qin Manjiang looked at her pocket and took out her [Invitation].
Although everyone had more or less memorized the general route, Qin Manjiang had always felt that the invitation held more secrets.
Sure enough.
The moment he took the invitation from Lin Ruonan's pocket, an eerie change appeared on the back of the invitation that had originally depicted a golden route.
Passages of text were appearing.
"Come take a look."
Holding Lin Ruonan's invitation, Qin Manjiang called out to Xia Nan.
Xia Nan quickly took out his own invitation. Strangely, his had not changed at all. Only Lin Ruonan's invitation had