Frightening Joke: Above the Mist
Chapter 30 The Room

Chapter 30: Chapter 30 The Room

The terrifying event happened; after seeing that small makeup mirror, the dreadful fierce ghost immediately released its grip around Lu Guo’s waist, then... its flesh and blood started to dissolve!

Its body trembled violently, its neck collapsed first, and the blood-red head quickly sagged down. Endless pus gushed frantically from the wounds all over its body, it silently opened its mouth wide, and the bulging blood vessels and veins burst crazily!

Countless black bugs swarmed out of its narrow mouth, swiftly devouring the dissolving and collapsing flesh!

In just a moment, the terrifying ghost over three meters tall completely disappeared, eaten clean without a trace!

"Thud..."

Qi Nian’s heart was almost breaking, she collapsed on the ground, trembling as she watched the horrifying scene before her.

Meanwhile, a blood-red mist suddenly emerged from above her head, not just for her, but one also emerged above Lu Guo’s head.

As the blood-red mist left their bodies, Qi Nian noticed the change.

Not because she was exceptionally sharp, but because the change was too obvious!

This world, incredibly, had lost its color in an instant!

Qi Nian’s eyes were wide open, they had been wide open since a while ago, now she rubbed her eyes subconsciously and looked around again.

Gone, really gone!

The color of this world suddenly vanished, everything turned into the purest black and white.

Except for herself and Lu Guo in front of her.

"You... actually..."

Lu Guo’s voice was full of disbelief, and a trace of relief from surviving a catastrophe.

Just now, shortly after hearing Qi Nian’s voice, he felt the hand around his waist loosen, but he dared not look back, though he didn’t know what had happened, as long as he hadn’t left this world, he couldn’t turn his head!

Immediately after, that blood-colored mist from Fog Gathering emerged, instantly pulling him away from the past world!

This meant something, which Lu Guo, having experienced several missions, was well aware of.

It was over, this mission was complete!

Although there was joy and excitement, most of his emotions were still filled with disbelief.

What on earth did the woman trembling on the ground in front of him do?

Feng Xinghan, hiding in the closet chimney, shared the same thought as Lu Guo.

Upon realizing he had been pulled away from the past world, he immediately understood the mission was over!

Someone had prematurely eliminated the fierce ghost!

But... how was this possible? Weren’t the fierce ghosts in survival missions unsolvable?

Who and with what method eliminated it?

Each of the three carried their own thoughts, to be precise only two, for Qi Nian’s mind had long gone blank, everything before her turned into enormous information crashing into her head, she was utterly incapable of thinking anymore.

Lu Guo glanced complexly at Qi Nian who was staring blankly on the ground, then looked up at the three converging blood-red mists.

This time... only three people survived?

As the three blood-red mists merged, the surrounding black and white world suddenly shattered like an old torn photograph.

One by one, silhouettes appeared before the three of them.

They have returned to Fog Gathering.

...

Feng Xinghan encountered a big problem.

After sharing information and separating from the others, Feng Xinghan obtained a message.

Ding Peng and Zhang Qiao, who came here for their honeymoon, stayed on the fourth floor, in room 406.

The room number seemed familiar to Feng Xinghan, and when he finally traced it back, he knew where the familiarity came from.

Ding Peng and Zhang Qiao’s double room was right next to Bai Yanliang’s single room!

Bai Yanliang’s room number was 405, and across from Bai Yanliang, was Li Yuejun in 404.

What a sinister arrangement...

Every action in Fog Gathering is purposeful, this is a conclusion Feng Xinghan reached after numerous experiences.

Looking at the long hallway, Feng Xinghan gritted his teeth and stepped in.

If he could, he would never choose to step onto the fourth floor. After all, he had known from Bai Yanliang’s mouth that there was at least one ghost under his bed.

Feng Xinghan didn’t have Bai Yanliang’s inexplicable confidence, thinking the ghost wouldn’t kill him.

But... if he retreated at this point, he was very likely to encounter something extremely horrifying instead.

Because Li Mu once told every newcomer entering Fog Gathering that in the deadly game of Fog Gathering, if any clue comes to mind, you must never take passive action.

This is simply punishment for the smart and the perceptive; if your mind is slow, unable to turn around quickly, you could mistakenly avoid some dangers.

So... although Feng Xinghan’s heart was pounding, he decided to go to room 406 to see for himself.

Passing by Bai Yanliang’s room, Feng Xinghan felt a chill, faintly sensing as if a pair of eyes were watching him.

Standing outside room 406, Feng Xinghan’s expression changed wildly.

Eventually, he took out a key stolen from the counter and unlocked room 406.

Accompanied by a "creak——", the door opened.

Suddenly, a gush of darkness came rushing in, silence tightened like an invisible web, and it felt like a hand clutched Feng Xinghan’s heart, gradually squeezing.

His heartbeat suddenly sped up.

In the darkness, a hazy silhouette slowly emerged.

"Who... who are you!"

Sweat poured off Feng Xinghan’s forehead, he felt his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

But... the shadow did not answer.

Feng Xinghan widened his eyes, staring as the shadow came closer and closer; he finally couldn’t withstand the fear of the bizarre unknown and prepared to run away!

However, he desperately found his body... lost control!

How was this possible? This is a timed mission! How could the terrifying ability of a fierce ghost that controls bodily actions appear here?

At the doorway, Feng Xinghan’s breathing grew more rapid, he couldn’t even control his eyes to close them anymore.

And the shadow in the room was getting closer and closer... Feng Xinghan was horrified to discover that its body twisted terribly, like... a snake with a human-like contour!

Done for, I’m doomed...

As this thought floated in Feng Xinghan’s mind, the eerie shadow was already before him.

Feng Xinghan wanted to close his eyes but was powerless.

A terrifying malice surged like a storm, seemingly watching him.

But... Feng Xinghan could not see the other’s face at all.

Then... the shadow suddenly reached out, a ghastly pale, twisted hand, grabbing Feng Xinghan’s neck!

Move!

Move now!

Run, get out of here!

Feng Xinghan frantically commanded his body, but everything was in vain.

That ghastly hand already clutched his neck, he could even feel its coldness.

Just like... eternal ice that never melts.

It’s over...

Breathing became difficult, a sense of suffocation overwhelmed, vision gradually blurred, oxygen supply to the body slowly dwindled...

Huh?!

In an instant, Feng Xinghan’s fingers slightly moved, and he snapped his eyes open!

He was just standing dazed in front of room 406! The key was in his hand, yet to open the door!

Everything just now was... a hallucination?!