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Chapter 380 - 347: Smear Your Face

Chapter 380: Chapter 347: Smear Your Face

Similarly, the ghostly face outside seemed to show a visibly surprised expression.

"Huh?"

Jiang Xiao uttered a light gasp, finding that the window was inoperable—the glass fixed in place, unable to be pushed or pulled open.

’Thud, thud, thud~’

He couldn’t help but knock on the glass.

"Are you coming in?"

Ghostly face: "?"

Was this person really so lacking in boundaries?

Jiang Xiao wanted to ask if he was the same funny guy who had come by in the evening, but before he could, the other’s figure began to gradually disappear.

Bao Lebin in the lower bunk had completely gone limp.

Under the mysterious actions of Jiang Xiao, he was startled to the point where he almost forgot to breathe.

Isn’t... this guy nuts?

"Do you know him or not?"

Looking at Bao Lebin with wide eyes, Jiang Xiao asked.

I know nothing, the latter’s head shook like a rattle, desperately denying it.

"So, you still going to the bathroom or not?"

Since they were already out of bed, it would do no harm to go; moreover, Jiang Xiao felt a hint of the need to urinate. Don’t underestimate it being just a hint—if you think it’s not strong and ignore it, it will magnify infinitely inside your bladder.

"No, bro, I don’t need to go anymore."

Huh?

This guy can’t hold it in—wasn’t he just dying to have me accompany him to the bathroom a moment ago?

Noticing that Bao Lebin’s face was slightly red, tightly holding down the quilt as if there was something indecent beneath it,

Jiang Xiao’s expression gradually began to look strange...

"You didn’t... wet the bed, did you?"

"Don’t, don’t, bro, shush, keep your voice down!"

Bao Lebin wished he could find a hole to crawl into and immediately explained.

"Don’t make a fuss, it’s not much, I can dry it with body heat... I’m confident I can do it over the course of the night."

Is this a question of how much you peed or whether you can dry it out?

"Are you sure? I feel like drying it out will make it smell worse than if it’s just damp... the smell’s stronger and fishier."

"It’s fine, I... huh?"

Bao Lebin looked skeptically at Jiang Xiao. How did this guy know so much detail?

Oh well~

Since this fellow had already resolved his need on the spot, it meant Jiang Xiao had to go alone.

As for the rules...

[Rule Seven: If you need to go to the bathroom at night, it’s advised you bring along your roommate, it might give you a sense of security]

Carrying a bit of that sentiment, Jiang Xiao didn’t like the idea of being watched while urinating—it could make it hard to go.

...

"Really amazed, a toilet has to be built so far away."

In a normal house, bedrooms and bathrooms are close to each other. But this funeral home was truly peculiar; you had to leave the corridor, go around the main hall, and cross through the large storehouse of bodies to get to the toilet.

And the thing that the live broadcast viewers most wanted to complain about was the following.

The restroom at the funeral home was huge, practically identical to the public facilities back in many people’s high school days.

Literally just a few people in this darn funeral home, and they build such a giant restroom?

Besides Jiang Xiao and the crew cut, the director and the Night Watchman, were there any other people here?

Most importantly, even though the place was huge, the stalls were uncomfortably close to each other, very cramped, divided into several rows.

Urinals—Toilet cubicles—Urinals—Toilet cubicles, and so on, lined up in rows.

At least a hundred people could relieve themselves at the same time.

The slogans painted on the wall, "A small step forward, a giant leap for civilization" and "Come hurriedly, go with a flush," filled the live broadcast audience with a sense of nostalgia.

Similarly, Jiang Xiao was curious.

But he hadn’t much education, and the public restrooms in Qingshan were the kind with individual cubicles.

He was merely curious about this latrine-like setup, but didn’t really have any complaints; just took it as a characteristic of the funeral home.

Hm?

As he reached the door, Jiang Xiao stopped.

Was there a noise inside the restroom?

It seemed to be a "pat pat~ pat pat~" sound, rhythmic and consistent.

It was as if someone coming from outside had made the noise inside stop.

Jiang Xiao didn’t think much of it and directly went in; all he wanted was to quickly relieve himself and return to the warmth of his bed.

Thinking about how cold it was outside and the long walk back to his room, Jiang Xiao felt his anger rise.

"Truly idiotic to have built the bathroom so far away."

"Cough~"

A sudden cough sounded from the stall behind Jiang Xiao.

"Tell me about it~"

Hearing this gloomy voice echo his complaint, Jiang Xiao continued to grumble discontentedly,

"Right? They should tear it down and rebuild. The colder it gets, the harder these trips become."

But this time, the other person didn’t respond, instead letting out a few sinister laughs.

"Hehehe, buddy, got any paper? Lend me some, will you?"

"You don’t have paper?"

Unbelievable!

Jiang Xiao hadn’t made the stupid mistake of going to the toilet without paper since he was thirteen.

In his excitement, Jiang Xiao turned around, eager to see who this genius was who had gone to the toilet without paper.

Just as he turned...

"Eh?"

"Damn it!"

Finished—forgetting he hadn’t finished peeing, and coupled with the overcrowded layout of the bathroom, the high-pressure stream from the urinal splashed onto the face of the person in the stall.

"Fuck! I’m just*&# screwed!"

Damn!

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Jiang Xiao quickly shifted to a sideways position.

"Uh, sorry, I, cough, uh, I forgot."

Ready to properly apologize to the unlucky fellow.

But when he turned back around, he found the person in the stall had disappeared!

Huh?

"Bro, bro?"

"Bro, are you still there? Don’t hide, I’m really sorry, it’s my fault. How about you give me your clothes, and I’ll have my roommate wash them for you?"

Hiss?

Where did he go?

Jiang Xiao could swear the person had just been behind him; why did he hide away embarrassedly after getting splashed?

"Bro, if you can’t stand it, you can scold me a couple of times, right? Bro?"

The vast bathroom was dead silent except for Jiang Xiao’s own echo.

While Jiang Xiao was still looking for his "bro," the Dragon Country live streaming room had already exploded.

[Fuck?]

[Jiang Xiao, bro, can you move that funny brain of yours a bit? Don’t you notice anything off?]

[This guy asking for paper reminds me of a ghost story I heard in school...]

[I’ve heard that if you lend them paper, within seven days, your life will be borrowed too.]

[Don’t scare me, is that really true?]

[I’m not sure about the details, but they say that asking for paper in the bathroom at midnight... there’s a saying about it...]

[What’s being borrowed isn’t just any paper—it’s your life!]

The live streaming room went quiet, with only a few knowledgeable folks explaining the origin of the midnight paper borrowing...

[Uh, just to clarify, can you escape from this kind of situation?]

[You can choose not to lend, but under normal circumstances, it’s not up to you...]

[So how do you break the curse?]

[Do it like Lord Jiang—can you just pee on his face?]

Ah, this...

[If you can pee at that moment, then talk big.]

In the end, Jiang Xiao didn’t even get to see what the paper borrower looked like; with no choice, he could only head back for now.

After returning, the first thing he did was tell Bao Lebin about the incident.

"I guess it must’ve been the curator, probably too embarrassed, afraid of losing face, so he just ran off."

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