Frightening Joke: Above the Mist
Chapter 293: Intriguing Hearts

Chapter 293: Chapter 293: Intriguing Hearts

"It turns out that Li Mu knew all along that ordinary people cannot see fierce ghosts, only people like us, who are entangled by the curse of space, can see ghosts and be harmed by them."

Feng Xiuxue said.

Interrupted by her words, Gu Pingsheng paused his thoughts, nodded, and said with regret, "Hmm, it’s a pity that the notebook seems to be missing a page, and the crucial words from that doctor were not seen."

Feng Xiuxue also said regretfully, "Maybe... after Li Mu wrote it down, he recalled his promise to Dr. Zhou not to tell others, so he tore it off."

Hearing this, Gu Pingsheng looked at Feng Xiuxue almost imperceptibly, then suddenly smiled, "Maybe it’s indeed as you said."

Feng Xiuxue’s heart skipped a beat, feeling a chill down her spine.

It seems... she had spoken too much.

Avoiding Gu Pingsheng’s smiling gaze, she stood up and tidied herself, "Let’s go."

Without waiting for Gu Pingsheng to answer, she took a step and left Li Mu’s bedroom.

Damn...

Gu Pingsheng must have seen the fresh marks left by the utility knife. If it were Li Mu who tore it, the marks wouldn’t be so fresh, and if she didn’t insist it was Li Mu who tore it, Gu Pingsheng would probably think of the organization mentioned in the notebook.

For example... maybe they came early and tore off that page.

Feng Xiuxue was extremely annoyed.

Suddenly... the seemingly gentle smile of Gu Pingsheng flashed in her mind, and she suddenly felt a chill creeping over her.

No... no matter what she says, Gu Pingsheng won’t believe it. He had already confirmed from the beginning that it was her who tore off that page, he just didn’t tear the facade apart on the spot...

Gu Pingsheng...

Feng Xiuxue thought of her evaluation of him, she indeed could see through Gu Pingsheng at a glance, because he was too low-key and too clean.

Feng Xiuxue had a lot of "information," she even knew that Bai Yanren had died ten years ago, so she was very sure Gu Pingsheng had no secrets.

But... that is precisely the issue.

Thinking of this, Feng Xiuxue didn’t even dare to look back at Gu Pingsheng.

He is a person... how can a person living in modern society have no secrets at all?

He’s too clean...

So clean that Feng Xiuxue’s mind conjured up many terrifying associations.

For instance... he’s actually a well-disguised fierce ghost watching humans struggle with amusement.

Just as this thought crossed her mind, there was a "ding—", the elevator had arrived.

The door opened with a "swish—", and filled with chaotic thoughts, Feng Xiuxue hurried in.

However, just at that instant when she stepped out!

The sense of void underfoot startled her.

Something’s wrong!

Feng Xiuxue bit her tongue hard, barely managing to stop her foot, avoiding a misstep!

Yet cold sweat still ran down her back!

Everything in front of her made her scalp tingle!

The elevator door indeed opened, but there was no cab at all.

Beneath her was a pitch-black shaft, a chilly wind blew up from the shaft, brushing past the cold sweat on Feng Xiuxue’s head, sending a shiver through her body.

"Thump thump—"

"Thump thump—"

"Thump thump—"

Instinctively, Feng Xiuxue pressed her heart, which was pounding fiercely.

She retreated back to the hallway with a tingling scalp, realizing she had nearly died just now!

How could it be...

How could I be this dazed?

Gu Pingsheng also seemed to have noticed Feng Xiuxue’s abnormality and comforted, "Be careful, Miss Feng. The two employees previously said an elder had died like this, and... on this very floor. If you fail to react next time, it will be dangerous..."

Feng Xiuxue pressed her still wildly beating heart and glanced at Gu Pingsheng.

Despite the concern and gentleness in his eyes, Feng Xiuxue... couldn’t feel any warmth from them.

"I’m... I’m fine now, the elevator is broken, let’s... take the stairs." Feng Xiuxue hurried to the stairway, but she could still feel a malicious gaze like a thorn on her back...

...

Qingyi Street.

Bai Yanliang saw the locust tree the first time he visited Gao’s Courtyard, and he saw the elusive shadow among the leaves.

He should have realized long ago that Gao Fei was not a common person.

Yet he missed that point.

A normal person wouldn’t carry on knowing there’s something abnormal there.

If Gao Fei didn’t know there was something wrong with his locust tree, it might be understandable.

But Gao Fei clearly knew...

For a moment, Bai Yanliang doubted his judgment of people and couldn’t help glancing at Xu Zhifei.

"..."

Xu Zhifei was also coldly staring at him, seemingly unaware of what shame was.

"Do you have something to say?"

"No." Bai Yanliang withdrew his gaze and knocked on the door of Gao Fei’s courtyard.

For a long time, no one responded.

Bai Yanliang, with a thought, looked around and saw no one passing by, then kicked the door.

"Bang!"

The door opened.

Bai Yanliang and Xu Zhifei walked in with calm expressions, Bai Yanliang immediately looked at the locust tree.

Gone.

The sense of abnormality was no longer there.

Indeed, Gao Fei was not a normal person.

Xu Zhifei’s gaze turned to He Yige’s room, she walked over quickly, lightly pushed the door, and said back:

"There’s a smell of blood."

Hearing this, Bai Yanliang stepped forward and kicked again, breaking open He Yige’s door.

As soon as the door opened, a strong smell of blood wafted through.

A horrifying corpse lay on the ground.

No...

It was a horrifying skin.

It was nothing more than a human skin, tightly pinned to the ground, blood flowing everywhere.

Although the scene was twisted and abnormal, the face could still be vaguely recognized.

The deceased was wearing He Yige’s clothes, but it obviously wasn’t He Yige himself.

"Like a painting, this death is the backlash of a ghost in the painting," Xu Zhifei said.

Bai Yanliang agreed but had other questions, "Who is he? Why did he die instead of He Yige?"

Xu Zhifei took a close look at the skin on the ground, then said softly, "This is their secret. They transfer the backlash to others using some method. But whether it’s this method or consuming ’ghosts’ to supplement life loss, there’s a limit."

She looked up at Bai Yanliang, "Each use will accelerate the decay of the key, the entire process is irreversible, the curse cannot be transferred, the holder is bound to die."

"Then, what’s the limit of complete decay for the key?" Bai Yanliang asked.

"Five times."

Bai Yanliang lowered his head in deep thought, so this means... regardless of what method is used to alleviate the side effects, the key will decay with use, after five times, the keyholder is bound to die.

At this moment, both Bai Yanliang and Xu Zhifei’s expressions changed.

The burning sensation in their hearts and palms, along with the panic and abnormality, suddenly surged!

The real Fog Gathering task has arrived...

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