The little fox thought about it and felt that both Fatty and Ye Tiancheng had some sense.
He summarized, "Brother Fatty makes sense, but it's not absolute. What Big Brother said is also possible. Some people are good-looking themselves, but their partners are very ugly, and possibly poor. Maybe they just like that, or they are attracted to some inner quality. You can't judge based on appearance alone."
Fatty propped his chin, pondered, and said, "That seems to be the case."
Ye Tiancheng asked the little fox, "Do you have any other impressions of that person? How likely do you think it is that the person who looked at you with such disgusting eyes is him?"
The little fox weighed it in his mind and was a bit unsure.
"I can't say. When I saw that person, I felt he was very ugly, but I didn't have any particularly bad impression of him. He even helped me. It was only later that I realized he was the same person I saw last night. Plus, one must guard against others, so I kept my guard up."
Bad people don't wear their intentions on their faces.
Ye Tiancheng said, "It's okay, little fox. You're not wrong for being cautious. Keeping an eye out is never a bad thing."
It was too late to go back and pursue the person now, but at least they had made an impression and knew about this incident. Everyone would be more vigilant. If they encountered related people or things later, they would notice and react quickly.
The trip to the farmhouse had its rewards.
At the very least, it provided a clue. Although it revolved around the doubts about the guesthouse, the situation was unclear, and there were no search directions. This could be considered a good breakthrough.
That night, upon returning to the guesthouse, Ye Tiancheng and the others went to find the owner, Mei Mei, to ask if any new rooms were available. Although they didn't have much hope, the result was indeed as expected.
During this period, rooms in various guesthouses and hotels seemed to be genuinely in high demand, making it difficult to find an available room.
Since they were mentally prepared, Ye Tiancheng and the others were not too disappointed. When the owner, Mei Mei, learned that Ye Tiancheng and his group had returned from the farmhouse, she smiled and asked, "How was it? Was it fun there?"
Ye Tiancheng and the others expressed their gratitude and replied, "The experience was quite good. If it weren't for the difficult transportation here, we would be willing to come often when we have nothing else to do."
Speaking of this, the owner, Mei Mei, sighed and said, "There's nothing we can do. Although this place is beautiful with its mountains and clear waters, the location is indeed not very good."
"Even though Ze Yazi invested in something, ran a farmhouse, and built a resort, our village's geographical location is too poor to attract many outsiders for tourism. It's actually not very profitable."
Ye Tiancheng said, "But it seems quite lively here. The rooms and beds are in high demand. We brothers might have a hard time waiting for a room."
Mei Mei shook her head, clearly disagreeing with Ye Tiancheng's statement.
She told Ye Tiancheng, "You can't look at it that way. It's only recently, around this time every year, that it's the liveliest and makes people feel this way. Tourists are all coming for the evening party, which only happens once a year. At other times, it wouldn't be like this."
This made the listeners even more curious.
Ye Tiancheng thought for a moment and then asked, "In that case, Boss Mei, can you really make any money running this guesthouse?"
Boss Mei was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head slightly and said softly, "We only make money these few days. The rest of the time, we barely make ends meet. We often lose money, but we are fortunate to get by. As long as there is a place to live, we won't starve."
Ye Tiancheng said, "That's true. Boss Mei, your husband is seriously ill, and life must be very difficult. What kind of illness does he have? Can it be cured? We people outside can still speak up. If Boss Mei needs anything, seeing how you've taken care of us, we can help you with small favors."
"For example, helping you find a hospital or invite some experts."
Mei Mei listened and calmly refused Ye Tiancheng's suggestion, "Thank you for your kindness. We've put in a lot of effort and spent a lot of money before, inviting many famous doctors and experts. Later, we learned that his illness was incurable, just a matter of counting down the days, and it would still cost money. Seeing that it was no longer effective, we stopped wasting our energy, and we really don't have that much money."
"Since it can't be cured anyway, we can't afford to go through the trouble anymore."
Ye Tiancheng apologized and said, "I didn't know the situation and offended Boss Mei by bringing up something that made you uncomfortable."
Mei Mei shook her head, not blaming him, "You meant well, and I don't feel offended. Regardless, thank you."
Ye Tiancheng said, "Boss Mei is also beautiful and kind-hearted."
After this conversation, Ye Tiancheng took Fatty and the little fox back to their room.
Fatty, worried about Ye Tiancheng and the others' previous encounters, was a bit reluctant to return to his own room, feeling quite cowardly. However, the rooms in the guesthouse, especially single rooms, were not very large.
Ye Tiancheng and the little fox were already cramped sleeping in one bed, and if they added Fatty, even if he slept on the floor, the people on the bed might not have a place to step when they got up at night.
Therefore, Ye Tiancheng did not agree to Fatty staying with them.
Moreover, Ye Tiancheng persuaded Fatty, "Don't think it's good to squeeze in with us. You were fine last night, weren't you? Instead, that thing came to bother me and the little fox, suffered a loss, and who knows if it will come back for revenge to regain its honor."
"If you stay, you might end up experiencing the haunting with us."
"Besides, the three of us grown men squeezing into such a small room, living together, what's the difference from sardines in a can? It's too cramped."
Don't ask why they couldn't have someone share a room with Fatty for the night. The truth is, no matter who it was, squeezing into such a small room and bed with Fatty for a night would be impossible. Ye Tiancheng and the little fox, on a single bed, couldn't even turn over, let alone with Fatty.
Fatty also knew that Ye Tiancheng was telling the truth. Since he couldn't convince Ye Tiancheng, and he had no other solution, Fatty had no choice but to compromise.
Moreover, what Ye Tiancheng said was indeed reasonable. For some reason, the evil spirits initially targeted only Ye Tiancheng and the little fox. Who knew what would happen later or if they would return.
In any case, when it came to those eerie events, Ye Tiancheng needed the little fox's help. Fatty's assistance in these matters was indeed not as significant.
Fatty knew he couldn't cause trouble for Ye Tiancheng, so he naturally stopped talking about it.
Indeed, nothing happened on his end. The entire night after Fatty returned, he slept soundly and encountered nothing. Or perhaps, it was simply because he slept too soundly that he didn't feel anything.
Sometimes, in certain situations of eerie events, sleeping soundly and knowing nothing is the safest. Being awake is more dangerous.
The situation for Ye Tiancheng and the little fox was very different.
Perhaps something was attracting the evil spirits, or perhaps it was due to the little fox's constitution. The little fox's intuition was too strong. In any case, when Ye Tiancheng was woken up by the little fox the next night, although he was not fully awake, he was not surprised.
It almost scared him to death.
That night, the little fox was drowsy and only heard a series of mournful cries drifting from somewhere, forcibly waking him up.
However, he hadn't slept well the previous night. Being woken up abruptly, his mind was still not clear. For a moment, he didn't find anything wrong with it, only that it was noisy.
Thus, in a semi-conscious state, for some unknown reason, the little fox slowly got out of bed, walked to the window in a daze, and looked out.
He saw a dimly lit room on the other side of the window. Only a faint cold white moonlight shone into the room, allowing him to vaguely see the scene inside. A beautiful woman in a dark green slip dress was kneeling on the floor, her exposed skin covered in scars, with marks all over, a mixture of bruises and purplish-red.
The little fox's first thought was, what kind of beast could do such a thing?
The second thought that emerged was that he had to help her.
But how could he help?
The little fox was confused, as if he heard someone whispering in his ear, urging him, "Go quickly, take her away."
The little fox seemed to have a brilliant idea instantly.
That's right, take her away from that room, and no one could harm her. That room was only separated from him by a window.
Without delay, the little fox immediately opened the window. He was about to climb over the windowsill, but the old guesthouse made creaking or banging sounds whenever doors and windows were opened or closed.
The loud noise of the little fox opening the window immediately woke Ye Tiancheng completely.
Because he had something on his mind before falling asleep, and he wasn't sleeping in a very safe environment, Ye Tiancheng didn't sleep very soundly. Even in his dreams, he could vaguely hear some sounds.
The moment he heard the little fox getting out of bed and moving, still groggy with sleep, Ye Tiancheng's brain couldn't process the information immediately. Therefore, he didn't think much of it and just listened, without opening his eyes.
But the sounds became increasingly strange.
Ye Tiancheng heard the little fox walk to a certain spot and suddenly stop, remaining still for a long time. When the little fox moved again, it was the sound of a very loud window opening.
Then there were some more strange sounds.
Ye Tiancheng's brain finally turned slowly. Why was the little fox walking to the window in the middle of the night? Why was he opening the window? Why did the sounds afterward seem like...
Ye Tiancheng's eyes suddenly snapped open. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the little fox had already half-footed out of the windowsill. He was instantly terrified, his mind went blank, and by the time he reacted, he had already rushed to the window, grabbed the little fox, and pulled him down from the windowsill.
"Little fox, wake up! What are you doing?!"
Ye Tiancheng, still shaken, grabbed the little fox's shoulders and shook him vigorously several times, trying to wake him up.
There was no need to look. They were on the fourth floor. If the little fox climbed out of the window, the consequences would be paralysis at best, and most likely death. If the little fox's mind were clear, he would never do such a thing.
What kind of entity could have mesmerized even the little fox, causing him to nearly fall to his death?
Under Ye Tiancheng's forceful shaking, the little fox didn't wake up immediately. Ye Tiancheng heard the little fox make some sound, and he stopped, patiently listening, observing the little fox's lips moving. He could vaguely make out two syllables, "I want..."