Why was this happening?

How could the same orchid pattern appear on the bedsheets under Yao, Shun, and Yu?

This pattern was uncommon, at least Jiangcheng had never seen it before. Moreover, it was the same texture, both having been washed for a long time, leaving only a blurry imprint.

Having experienced so much, Jiangcheng found it hard to believe in such coincidences. He forced himself to calm down, continued to zoom in on the photos, and observed other areas. But suspiciously, apart from Yao, Shun, and Yu, and the bed beneath him being relatively clear, other locations in the photo had an indescribable blur, as if covered by a layer of mist.

Previously, Jiangcheng had dismissed it as a problem with the light and angle during the shooting, but now that he thought about it, how could that be possible? What was Luo Yunshan's status? The people he sent must be professionals and would never make such a low-level mistake.

The longer he looked, the more intense the fear in Jiangcheng's heart became. He actually sensed a hint of familiarity from this inconspicuous photo. A bold guess slowly formed in his mind. He suspected that he had been to the room where Yao, Shun, and Yu were staying, it was... it was that small hotel he had stayed in before!

Cold sweat seeped from his forehead. This guess was too bizarre. If this was the case, then the chain reaction would be fatal. At least it showed that there was a problem with Luo Yunshan, and the information he provided was false!

And the real place of death of Yao, Shun, and Yu was not Luojiang City at all, but here, the town at the foot of Xieming Mountain, that dilapidated small hotel!

Following this line of thought, Li Bai might not have been unfindable either. She was likely also in this town, in that hotel, but for some reason, Luo Yunshan did not tell him.

Yao, Shun, and Yu, Li Bai, plus himself and Fatty, all the survivors of the last mission were gathered.

Who would have thought that the four of them would gather together in the real world in this way?

In an instant, Li Bai's last sentence exploded in Jiangcheng's mind: The mission is not over!

Yes, it seemed that was the case. The mission was not over. Who could be sure that everything he was seeing now was real? They were still in an incomprehensible mission!

Having seen many bizarre and strange scenes, this one was the most peculiar. Jiangcheng took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. Panic would not help solve the problem, it would only make him die faster.

Now Jiangcheng could be sure that there was a problem with Luo Yunshan, but this was just the beginning. He still needed to confirm whether there was a problem with the others around him.

Number 2, Number 13, or even... Jiangcheng shifted his gaze to Fatty, who was still sleeping soundly. He couldn't help but frown. His intuition told him that Fatty was fine, but he still needed to confirm.

One thing after another, one thing after another, pieced together like an inescapable net, tightly wrapped him inside, making him unable to breathe.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

......

A sudden knock on the door abruptly cut off Jiangcheng's thoughts, making him tense up.

Fatty was also awakened and drowsily climbed out of bed.

Jiangcheng tiptoed towards the door. Just as he arrived, the knocking stopped, and then a strange man's voice sounded, sounding hurried and worried, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang, are you okay? If you hear me, please open the door."

As soon as these words came out, Jiangcheng's eyes changed. How did the other party know that someone was behind the door, and confirm that it was him, not Fatty? This was obviously problematic.

If the other party had not installed surveillance devices or something similar in the room, then these guys outside were ghosts!

Thinking of the problematic Luo Yunshan, these people outside were probably not right either.

Fatty came over and was about to speak, but Jiangcheng stopped him with a gesture.

After adjusting for a moment, Jiangcheng asked in a very natural and dissatisfied tone: "What's the matter? We just came out of the mountains and are resting. Also, who are you?"

Hearing a reply from inside the room, the other person's tone became much lighter. "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Wang, I am ordered to bring people to protect your safety. I am the leader of Guard Group 3, code-named Falcon. It was personally arranged by Old Man Luo..."

"Do you have something?" Jiangcheng interrupted the other party's words, his tone full of coldness.

The other party was not annoyed, judging from the sound, he seemed to be getting closer, his face almost touching the door, just waiting for the moment to open the door, "That's right, Mr. Jiang, we are also disciples. Just now someone sensed strange fluctuations of aura in your room. We are worried about your safety, so we came to investigate."

Jiangcheng immediately realized that the other party was probably talking about the black shadow, but this time, Jiangcheng had another idea, "Thank you for your kindness, we are both fine, there is no problem, very safe."

Fatty also gradually saw the clues at this moment, his eyes widened, and he pointed to the outside of the door at Jiangcheng, his eyes filled with inquiry. Jiangcheng nodded to him, and the next second, Fatty's face changed.

It was not the first time for ghosts to knock on the door, but Fatty, who had just woken up, obviously couldn't understand. They had clearly left the mountains and returned to the town at the foot of the mountains. How did these ghosts come out of the mountains, and how did they find them so quickly?

The other party obviously did not give up and was still insisting, "Mr. Jiang, it is also our duty, please open the door and let us go in to check. If there is indeed no problem, we will leave immediately. This is also for your own good, please cooperate with us, Mr. Wang? Is Mr. Wang there? Why didn't I hear Mr. Wang's voice?"

"Thank you for your kindness, I am tired and want to rest, please do not disturb us."

Jiangcheng left the last sentence, clearly stating his attitude, and then no matter what the other party said, he did not make a sound.

After confirming that they could not open the door, the people outside said goodbye and left. The sound of footsteps grew farther and farther away, and finally disappeared at the end of the corridor, but Jiangcheng was sure that this was all an illusion. The other party was just outside the door and had definitely not left. Opening the door now would be death.

Fatty's face was flushed red, and he couldn't help but lower his voice, "What's going on? Why did they find us so quickly? By the way, Doctor, how do you know there is a problem with the people outside?"

Jiangcheng thought for a moment and told Fatty about what had just happened, but he concealed the matter about the photos and the reappearance of the black shadow. He had a bold guess in his mind about the mysterious black shadow. If it came true, then the ending of the matter would be completely reversed.

After listening to Jiangcheng's analysis, Fatty behaved similarly to what Jiangcheng had expected, but with a bit of helplessness and frustration. He also said that it would be great if Wu Xiong was here, they wouldn't be so passive.

Jiangcheng comforted him a few words, and then went to the bathroom alone. Seeing this, Fatty immediately sat up from the bed and followed him, "Doctor, let me go with you. You know, I'm okay, but I'm afraid you'll be scared to go to the toilet alone."

"Go, go, go, I'm even more scared when you follow me to the toilet."

Jiangcheng dismissed Fatty, closed the bathroom door, and turned on the faucet at the same time, rinsing his face with cold water. The cold water stimulated his nerves, making Jiangcheng feel much more energetic.

Next, it was time to carry out his plan. Although there was a risk, he thought it was necessary to try.

Driving Fatty out was to protect him, of course, also to guard against him. Before entering the Newspaper Man's Instance, on the bus, Mother Dahe held his hand and emphasized not to trust anyone in the mission.

And now, Jiangcheng suspected that he was still in the mission, so everything had to be vigilant.

He turned around and looked at the bathroom behind him. A large, but relatively old-fashioned bathtub lay there quietly, with a semi-transparent curtain for shielding next to it.

Very good, everything was in line with his expectations. He calmed down, walked forward, and pulled the curtain all the way open, shielding the bathtub. At this time, a relatively private space was formed in the bathtub, and in the dim light, it actually revealed a trace of weirdness.

Even though his emotions demanded that he not do this, reason made him turn around, turn his back to the shielded bathtub. There was a large mirror on the sink, and at this time, he could just see the direction of the bathtub through the mirror.

For the time being, everything was normal, except for the sound of rushing water that was disturbing.

Jiangcheng slowly lowered his head and scooped up the cold water to wash his face, once, twice... until his face was numb from the cold water, suddenly, his bent body suddenly stopped, and then he couldn't help but tremble.

That's right, that's the feeling!

The feeling of being secretly spied on, and this time, he could clearly judge that the feeling came from behind him.

He did not look up immediately, but waited a few more seconds, and after confirming that he could remain calm no matter what he faced, he slowly raised his head.

The moment his eyes met the mirror, even his breathing stopped. He saw a clear black shadow emerging behind the semi-transparent curtain.

Sure enough!

It... it came again!

Every time, it appeared only when he noticed it alone!

And this time, Jiangcheng deliberately created a solitary space, just waiting for it to appear!

Previously, Luo Yunshan analyzed that every time the black shadow appeared, they would encounter a crisis next.

The first time the black shadow appeared, many torches suddenly lit up under the hillside, and the missing people reappeared, as if to take them to a banquet.

The second time the black shadow appeared, they were almost taken into the canyon, into that Elysium Building.

The third time, that is, the one not long ago, after the black shadow appeared, the "people" outside the door came to knock, thinking about coming in to check.

It seemed that the black shadow was a messenger of misfortune, just like a harbinger, every time it appeared it would only bring bad luck, which people avoided.

But now looking at it, perhaps the truth was not like this. After it was determined that Luo Yunshan and the people he brought were problematic, many conclusions based on trust were overturned. Since Luo Yunshan was quite afraid of the black shadow, then the enemy of the enemy was a friend, and the black shadow's position was worth discussing.

Following this line of thought, could the truth be like this, that every appearance of the black shadow was not to bring misfortune, but to remind him to be careful, because danger was coming soon!

The more Jiangcheng thought about it, the more frightened he became. The most obvious time was the second time. If the black shadow had not appeared out of thin air to attract his attention, he, Fatty, and the remaining people would probably have been confused and walked into the canyon, into that so-called Elysium Building to find the truth.

No, maybe... maybe only he was confused, after all, only he could see that Elysium Building, and appreciate its prosperity and strangeness.

Turning around, as Jiangcheng thought, there was no shadow in reality, the semi-transparent curtain was empty.

Looking back at the mirror, the black shadow in the mirror not only did not disappear, but actually moved forward a little more, closer to him, clinging to the back of the curtain, as if it could tear the curtain apart and rush out at any time.

Looking at it for a long time, Jiangcheng actually felt that this black shadow was becoming more and more familiar. Obviously, he could not distinguish the height, body shape, or even the whole body of the black shadow, but Jiangcheng was determined that he knew this shadow. This was a feeling that could not be described in words.

Could it be... could it be him!

Jiangcheng's eyebrows furrowed. At this moment, it was as if a window paper that had always been covering his heart was pierced, and everything became clear.

The person who has the ability and is willing to do this is only him.

Wu......

This black shadow is likely to be Wu!

In the video that Luo Yunshan gave him, Wu was bewitched and became a puppet of the tomb owner in the mountain, and even wanted to attack him, but failed for some reason.

Because there was video evidence, Jiangcheng believed it at the time, but now that he thought about it, this matter may not be the case at all, or even the opposite!

Another version of this incident appeared in Jiangcheng's mind. Luo Yunshan and others were all fake, or perhaps they were all controlled by that ghost in the mountain. It was not Wu who was controlled in their mouths, but themselves!

The power of that guy in the mountain was beyond doubt. Among all the people, Wu was the only one who truly escaped the control of that ghost in the mountain.

And he is now caught in a strange dream. This dream is completely different from the strange dreams he has experienced. This is not his dream alone, and even part of the dream has invaded reality. The scope of the dream is so huge that it is unimaginable.

Because the other party could not drag Wu into the dream either, they came up with this method to deceive him, saying that only Wu was tricked.

This also explains why Wu disappeared in his "world".

And Wu, who escaped the dream, did not give up on him, but repeatedly invaded this dream with his own power, reminding him of the danger here, and wanting to wake him up through various means, to make him realize that this is a dream, and everything in it is fake!

In a trance, Jiangcheng's thoughts returned to reality. The other party in the mirror was getting closer and closer to him, and the pressure it brought to him was also unprecedented. This was a gamble. Everything before was just speculation. Once he thought wrong, the price would likely be his life.

"Doctor, Doctor, what are you doing?" Fatty called outside the door, "Why is the faucet still on, Doctor, Doctor, are you okay?"

Ignoring him, Jiangcheng grabbed the curtain with his hand. This time, he did not choose to pull it open, but took a deep breath and whispered: "Who are you and what do you want to tell me?"