The middle-aged man turned to look at the strong man, but was met with a glare in return.

The scene ended in a somewhat awkward atmosphere.

The strong man stood up and said it was too late to chat, he would go to keep watch, urging everyone to rest early.

The strong man's shift was from 10 PM to 12 AM, six hours away.

After some discussion, Jiang Cheng and the others decided that Jiang Cheng would watch from 12 AM to 2 AM, the middle-aged man from 2 AM to 4 AM, and the fatty from 4 AM to 6 AM.

The strong man moved a thick cushion and sat around the fireplace, the flames casting flickering shadows on his face.

Jiang Cheng's sofa was next to the fatty's, while the middle-aged man was a little further away, on the other side of the living room.

"Brother," the fatty stretched his neck over and whispered, "Are you asleep?"

Jiang Cheng turned over, leaving him with his back.

Jiang Cheng remained awake during the two hours the strong man was on watch, but thankfully, nothing happened except for the sound of burning firewood.

When the time came, the strong man walked over and nudged Jiang Cheng, who "woke up."

"Be alert when you're on watch, and shout loudly to wake us up if anything happens," the strong man seemed worried and continued, "Those things are most likely to happen around 12 o'clock at night."

"What things?" Jiang Cheng asked as he got up.

The strong man's face turned ugly, but he still lowered his voice and said, "Supernatural events."

After a brief exchange, the strong man lay down on the sofa Jiang Cheng had been on, while Jiang Cheng walked over and sat by the fireplace, taking on the responsibility of keeping watch.

It was quiet all around, with almost no sound except for the fatty's occasional snore.

The middle-aged man and the strong man both had their eyes closed, as if they were sleeping, but Jiang Cheng suspected that they were actually awake, just like he had been.

The two hours passed quickly, and Jiang Cheng walked to the other side of the living room and woke up the middle-aged man.

There was no extra conversation between the two, Jiang Cheng went back to sleep, and the middle-aged man took a few sips from his water bottle before walking to the fireplace.

First, he added some firewood to it, then sat cross-legged in front of the fireplace.

He also held his pocket watch in his hand.

The middle-aged man was not as experienced as the strong man and the woman, but he had luckily escaped death once during a mission, so he knew very well what the supernatural the strong man spoke of meant.

And he knew even better how terrifying they were.

Just as Jiang Cheng had guessed, the middle-aged man had not slept since the strong man started his watch, and had remained vigilant against any bad things that might happen.

An hour and a half passed, and nothing happened.

During this time, he added firewood once more. The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, warming the middle-aged man, as if this could dispel the coldness in his heart.

Two hours were almost up, and his shift was about to end. He slowly stood up and turned to look towards the window.

Through the gap in the curtains, it seemed that the sky outside was already a little brighter.

People in nightmares are stubbornly resistant to the night and particularly fond of the day.

The middle-aged man was no exception.

Just as he was moving his limbs, preparing to wake up the next shift, the fatty, a surge of urgent urination suddenly arose, even catching him off guard.

He stared at the water bottle in his hand... Had he drunk too much?

The fact that it was almost dawn reassured him a lot. He turned his head back. The bathroom was in the corner of the living room, not far from here.

Adjusting his glasses, he prepared to wake up the next shift, the fatty, first.

But as soon as he turned his head, he happened to notice that the fatty was already up.

And... he had come to his side at some point.

Quite alert... the middle-aged man muttered to himself, then waved at the fatty, and slowly walked to the bathroom in the corner.

He carefully opened the door and carefully relieved himself. The bathroom door was wide open, but there were only men in the living room anyway.

After shaking and relieving himself, the middle-aged man felt relaxed.

To be honest, after a day of running around and six hours without sleep, his physical strength and energy were starting to lag. After all, he was not a young man in his twenties.

Looking at his tired self in the mirror, the middle-aged man sighed, took off his glasses, turned on the faucet, and splashed a handful of cold water on his face. The water was icy cold, but it made him feel refreshed.

Just as he was about to wash his face a second time, he caught a glimpse of the mirror and suddenly noticed that in the reflection, there was a person standing to his right, close to the door.

The person had arrived silently, without any footsteps.

"Who?!"

The shock lasted for less than a second, and then the middle-aged man calmed down again. Although he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly without his glasses, the fatty figure still betrayed the person's identity.

"It's me."

Hearing the fatty's voice, the middle-aged man was completely relieved, and then said with displeasure, "Say something next time you come, don't suddenly appear behind me."

The middle-aged man wiped his face with his sleeves, then put on his glasses, and turned around while drying the water on his hands.

But at the moment he turned around completely, a chill ran through him from head to toe, as if his blood vessels were filled with ice.

There was no one behind him.

Where was the fatty? Where did the fatty go?!

His eyes turned red almost instantly, and he was about to look back at the mirror subconsciously, but he didn't, because he felt a weight on his shoulder.

It was as if... something had been placed on it.

......

The sky dawned.

The three people sleeping in the rooms on the second floor were similar to those in the living room, with one person on watch.

The male clerk huddled in the corner of the bedroom was just about to yawn when he was interrupted by a pig-like howl, which also startled him and almost made him fall off his chair.

The woman sleeping on the bed and the pure girl were also awakened by the scream.

The three of them exchanged glances and rushed downstairs.

Jiang Cheng and the strong man were surrounding the fatty, who was sitting on the ground, frightened. It was self-evident who the pig-like howl came from.

All three of them were staring at the bathroom in the corner.

With fear, unease, and... confusion.

The woman with a mole on her lip looked around and, not finding the middle-aged man, was already prepared in her heart.

She shook off the pure girl's hand and walked towards the bathroom alone.

The bathroom door was open, and she took a quick glance inside.

Even she, as experienced as she was, took a sharp breath.

The middle-aged man was standing straight in front of the mirror, his body facing the direction of the door, with his back to the mirror, but his head was twisted 180 degrees, facing backwards towards the mirror.

Through the reflection in the mirror, one could see that the middle-aged man's eyes were wide open, almost popping out of their sockets.

After calming down, the woman cautiously walked to the middle-aged man's side, followed by the strong man.

After observing for a few seconds, Jiang Cheng also followed and stood outside the bathroom door, looking inside.

The woman removed her hand from the middle-aged man's neck, and after a while, said, "His neck was suddenly broken by a huge force."

This was obvious, so no one objected.

"He was also severely frightened before he died," the strong man added, staring at the middle-aged man's eyes.