"Doctor, don't stop talking halfway, I'm getting scared." Originally, Fatty thought he could rest easy tonight, but after hearing Jiang Cheng's words, he suddenly felt short of breath, his eyes darting towards the door.

"Then... I'll just say a few words." Jiang Cheng said hesitantly.

Fatty and Huai Yi sat up straight at the same time. Fatty nodded his big head, swallowed, and urged, "Tell us, doctor, don't just say a few words, tell us in detail, we'll listen to hundreds of sentences."

Jiang Cheng paused for a moment, as if organizing his words. "Where did Hal Sen go?" The next moment, he suddenly asked, "He is the owner of this manor, and the source of the curse. But we only saw him once at the very beginning of the mission. After that, he disappeared and never appeared again."

Fatty and Huai Yi's expressions changed slightly upon hearing this. Jiang Cheng was right. So far, three ghosts have appeared. The one who killed Mu Wanming was the big-handed female ghost, the one who killed Jiang Zhao was the black-skirted female ghost, and the one who attacked Jiang Cheng last night and continued to attack and kill Liu Hui was the knocking ghost. According to Jiang Cheng's description, that ghost didn't feel like the manor owner, Hal Sen.

"Could it be that Hal Sen doesn't have the ability to kill people directly, and can only control other ghosts to kill people?" Huai Yi voiced his opinion, though he himself felt it was unlikely.

The discussion about Hal Sen yielded no results, but it served as a warning to Fatty and Huai Yi, who had lowered their guard. "Tonight is very important, you all need to be alert, and have the lights and candles ready," Jiang Cheng reminded them.

"Jiang-ge." Huai Yi suddenly felt a little scared. He wrapped the quilt around himself tightly and asked nervously, "Do you mean that killing just one Ouyang Huanbin tonight isn't enough?"

"I don't know." Jiang Cheng spoke the truth. "I'm just reminding you to be careful, it's always good to be cautious."

After a few more words of advice, Jiang Cheng ended the conversation. He took out all the candles and arranged them. Learning from Mu Wanming's lesson of placing them in a circle around the bed, he scattered the candles in various corners. He remembered that the knocking ghost disguised as Huai Yi was standing in a corner in the video, which might be a hint.

After doing all this, Jiang Cheng returned to his prepared bedding, with a candle placed not far away. The flame flickered from time to time, and Jiang Cheng frowned, feeling uneasy.

He had a premonition that something would definitely happen tonight.

Similar to Jiang Cheng and the others, Miao Qing and Bai Xiaojie were also in contact, but their mood was obviously much better than Jiang Cheng's group. "Xiaojie, don't worry too much, if everything goes smoothly, we can leave here tomorrow." Miao Qing was video chatting with Bai Xiaojie. In the video, Bai Xiaojie was curled up in bed, her delicate shoulders trembling slightly, looking pitiful.

"I'm scared." Bai Xiaojie had tears in the corners of her eyes. "Liu Hui is dead. She was dragged away by that ghost. I'm afraid I'll become like her too."

"It won't happen, you know, there's Ouyang Huanbin tonight, nothing will happen to any of us." Miao Qing comforted her. "Get some rest, we'll probably be busy tomorrow."

"How could Liu Hui die?" Bai Xiaojie couldn't understand this.

Miao Qing sighed secretly in his heart. "Xiaojie, you haven't experienced enough. In this kind of place, as long as there's negligence, anyone can die. Maybe one day I'll..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Bai Xiaojie's eyes turned red. Through the screen, her body was curled up into a ball, looking even a bit pitiful. "No matter what happens to anyone, nothing is allowed to happen to you!"

"Okay, nothing will happen to any of us." Miao Qing said with a smile. He was a senior executive in a company, and Bai Xiaojie was his assistant. Their relationship had long crossed the line of normal superiors and subordinates.

"If we can both get out of this alive, divorce your wife." Bai Xiaojie suddenly said, "Anyway, you have no feelings for her anymore, and things between us can't be dragged on any longer. My family is urging me every day."

Hearing this topic again, Miao Qing's expression tightened. "Let's talk about it when we get out."

Miao Qing wanted to brush it off, but Bai Xiaojie didn't plan to let him off the hook this time. Perhaps she had had enough of living this uncertain life and didn't want to return to the real world with her tail between her legs. She wanted a clear answer today. "You haven't been interested in that old hag for a long time, have you? You're just worried about your daughter." Bai Xiaojie's tone suddenly softened. "Don't worry, I'll be good to her, even if she doesn't want to call me Mom, it doesn't matter. And we'll have our own children in the future, we..."

"Alright." Miao Qing suddenly interrupted Bai Xiaojie. "I'm tired, let's talk about this when we get out."

Before Bai Xiaojie could react, Miao Qing hung up the phone. Staring at the phone screen, Bai Xiaojie's beautiful face faintly turned resentful. She gripped the phone tightly, the veins on the back of her hand bulging.

On Miao Qing's side, he leaned back on the pillow, a trace of impatience flashing in his eyes. To give up his family for a woman like this, he had never thought about it. Could words spoken in bed be taken seriously?

Moreover, if he really did that, his daughter would probably never forgive him in this lifetime.

Shaking his head to get rid of these messy worries, what he needed to do now was to think carefully about what to do tomorrow.

As he thought, sleepiness gradually surged, and his head tilted to the side as he fell asleep.

He didn't know how long had passed, but Miao Qing suddenly woke up with a start. The lights in the room had unexpectedly gone out without him noticing.

That wasn't all. Even the candle he had lit before going to bed had been extinguished at this moment. Only a little bit of light from outside the window shone into the room, and most of the space was shrouded in a layer of blurry darkness.

Fortunately, he had prepared in advance. He quickly reached under the pillow and took out a candle, ready to light it.

But by sheer coincidence, his hand trembled and he didn't hold it steady. The candle slipped and fell, rolled along the edge of the bed a few times, and then fell down with a "thud." Miao Qing immediately climbed to the edge of the bed and reached out to feel for the candle.

He was lucky enough to find it quickly, but when he tried to pick up the candle, an accident occurred. The candle seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't move it at first.

He felt nervous. The darkness around him seemed to hide a pair of eyes, watching him. He didn't dare to delay. His hand followed the candle, trying to see what was stuck, but the next moment, Miao Qing's body suddenly froze.

He felt a hand, ice-cold, under his bed, holding the other end of the candle.

Miao Qing almost jumped off the bed. He looked at the candle in his hand and took several steps back, almost falling off the bed. "Why... why is this happening?" His heart felt like it was about to explode.

Fear and confusion occupied his mind. He couldn't understand why the ghost would come to him when Ouyang Huanbin's room had been targeted earlier!

He couldn't imagine it at all, and he didn't dare to think that his bed was currently hiding... a ghost!