Frightening Joke: Above the Mist
Chapter 261: Convergence

Chapter 261: Chapter 261: Convergence

"Let’s go, meet up with them."

Xu Zhifei wasn’t one to comfort others, just as Bai Yanliang wasn’t someone who needed comforting.

His low spirits lasted only a brief moment before he adjusted himself.

In the past, when he was unaware, Bai Yanliang wasn’t afraid of dying.

But after this mission, Bai Yanliang would be very afraid of dying.

Because... this life was exchanged with Yanren’s life.

The three keys were just the tools to initiate the ritual, the real sacrifice needed was another living life...

It wasn’t difficult to analyze this from those memory images.

However, this also gave Bai Yanliang hope.

Keys... as long as he has three keys too, he can bring Yanren back!

Furthermore... now in his pocket, he already had a key.

A... blood-red key.

Just before, when Bai Yanliang was about to throw the Ghost Baby into the well, a blood-red key suddenly appeared on its wrist.

Bai Yanliang quietly held it in his hand.

This blood-red key... seemed abnormal.

However, as long as it works, it’s fine.

Bai Yanliang didn’t care about its other superpowers, as long as it could trigger the resurrection ritual, it’s a good key.

As for the sacrifice of life? Bai Yanliang didn’t plan to use his own life.

That way, even if Yanren came back, he wouldn’t be happy.

Bai Yanliang just needed... to find a guy who deserved to die, beat him half to death to use him, the people of Dark Abyss were a good choice.

Thinking about it, Bai Yanliang’s heart lightened a lot.

Also, when they return to Ye City, Bai Yanliang planned to tell the entire story of this mission.

The existence of Dark Abyss needs to be informed to everyone.

However... how to deal with Ren Wudao, that’s a problem.

Ren Wudao is clearly going through something, ever since his disappearance, this man has been very strange.

Moreover, the camera in Xun Weimo’s shop captured his shadow, the image being taken by that top hat and suit man.

Could this have something to do with his changes?

"Xu Zhifei."

Bai Yanliang suddenly turned around, looking at Xu Zhifei.

Xu Zhifei had been quietly following behind Bai Yanliang, and upon hearing him speak, just lifted his head.

"After we return to Ye City, go to the police station to help me check something..."

"What."

"All the murder cases in Ye City in the past month."

"Okay."

...

Ye City.

Yang Wanlong stood in a long corridor.

His steps were light, the corridor was dim, but he didn’t use any light, just walked forward in the dark.

This long corridor was very peculiar, it seemed to be tilted upwards.

As he walked, the color of the walls on both sides gradually deepened, and a strange smell started to pervade the air.

Yang Wanlong seemed more alert, cautiously staying close to one side of the wall, highly focused.

Despite the eerie atmosphere, Yang Wanlong continued moving forward.

Mysterious scratches started appearing on the walls, neither human nor beast-like, and impossible to be from sharp tools. The scratches seemed like those made by primates, but inexplicably larger.

Although Yang Wanlong’s expression didn’t change, his back felt chilled.

Finally, amidst the long darkness and the echo of his own footsteps, Yang Wanlong reached the end of the corridor.

There was a door, which Yang Wanlong opened without hesitation.

Immediately, a smell of stench and mildew wafted out.

Yang Wanlong carefully avoided the piled debris on the floor and ventured deeper into the room.

The room was damp and enclosed, with no sunlight, making it very uncomfortable.

However, it was obvious this was upstairs, not a basement, as there was a nailed-shut window, the wood clearly old, indicating it had been sealed for a long time.

After stepping over several bags of garbage, Yang Wanlong stopped, pulling out his phone, lighting up the screen, casting light on the person lying on the bed.

"...Hmm."

The person on the bed turned unconsciously, scratching his neck. Once the phone’s light hit him, he seemed to realize someone had entered.

He reached out to shield his eyes, peering through his fingers, yawning, "Oh... it’s you..."

Yang Wanlong remained silent, gazing complexly at the man lying in bed, "Ten years."

"Hey... move the light away."

The man interrupted Yang Wanlong, reaching out to push Yang Wanlong’s phone away.

His hands were filthy, the cuffs even moldy.

Yang Wanlong took a deep breath, the decaying stench in the room made him quite uncomfortable, but he showed no sign of disgust or disdain.

"Is it worth it?"

Yang Wanlong’s voice carried a hint of bitterness.

"Haha." The man chuckled, only when he laughed did his voice turn from dejected to clear, "The time hasn’t come yet, but soon..."

Yang Wanlong seemed to see a glimmer of confident eyes in the darkness, which invigorated him!

He was still himself!

"Go, don’t come by these days, there are more than just one or two watching you," the man’s voice returned to laziness, "Oh, by the way, take out some of the trash. Although I quite like these smells now, there’s almost no room left..."

Yang Wanlong smiled helplessly, he knew exactly what the man meant.

"Goodbye."

Yang Wanlong carried a few bags of trash, closing the door.

However, just as the door was about to shut completely, he vaguely heard muttered words inside:

"Goodbye... finally... it’s time..."

...

Ping City Third Renmin Hospital.

Outside the operating room, a group of people with varied expressions were waiting.

These people were, naturally, Bai Yanliang and others.

The one inside the operating room was Du Shangjing.

During this mission, within the parallel village created by Dark Abyss, in the final escape, Du Shangjing’s arm was bitten by three mutated villagers, completely unable to break free.

At the critical moment, the usually reserved Gu Pingsheng grabbed a knife, decisively cutting off Du Shangjing’s right arm.

Then promptly dragged him to escape.

Upon reaching safety, Gu Pingsheng immediately performed emergency hemostasis on the pale, heavily bleeding Du Shangjing, and, along with Feng Xiuxue and Qi Nian, rushed him to the Third Hospital.

By the time Bai Yanliang and the others arrived, Du Shangjing had already been taken into surgery.

Du Shangjing’s life probably wasn’t in danger, but his arm was certainly beyond saving.

As everyone sat in silence, the door to the operating room opened, and a doctor removed his mask.

"Hello, may I ask how is he doing now?"

The question came from Song Que.

Few people knew that in Fog Gathering, the two closest to Song Que were Yu Wenxuan, and the other one was Du Shangjing.

After Song Que asked, Gu Pingsheng stepped forward too, "How is the patient’s situation?"

"He’s out of danger, it’s a pity that the arm wasn’t brought, otherwise it could have been reattached, what a pity..."

Hearing Du Shangjing was out of life-threatening danger, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Fog Gathering now... had very few people left.

Everyone had a little unease in their emotions.

Bai Yanliang’s gaze quickly scanned around, noticing when it swept over Ren Wudao that he was staring intently at Yu Wenxuan.