Chapter 19 : Chapter 19
Chapter 19: The Courage Brought by Miss Bunny
Zhao Mingyue had watched Lu Liangting walk in with her own eyes. Hearing Bai Yu’s words, she came back to her senses, though confusion still filled her gaze.
“Will there be danger?”
“Of course there will be danger. I can’t say whether that guy will come out alive or not. In any case, whether he succeeds or fails, the task is almost over. Start thinking about how to deal with what comes next.”
Bai Yu narrowed her eyes. With only a single door separating them, the female ghost was standing right behind it.
Lu Liangting truly had terrible luck. He had been chosen by that female ghost and dragged into her memories. Now there were only two possible outcomes: either Lu Liangting would successfully resolve the female ghost’s resentment within the memory, or he would die inside this room.
“Then what should we do now?”
“Go inside. We definitely can’t stay outside any longer. The inside of the room is actually safer.”
Bai Yu tapped the rusty keyhole with her finger. After Lu Liangting had entered earlier, the key had mysteriously snapped in half.
A blood thread hooked the broken key and twisted it lightly.
Click.
The door sprang open.
The moment the door opened, Bai Yu threw a straight punch that blasted the female ghost behind it flying.
The female ghost slammed into the sofa inside the room. Black smoke spread along with countless tiny blood threads, and the ghost vanished from the room.
It had to be said that this female ghost possessed some strength. In a one-on-one fight, Bai Yu would probably have to pay a certain price to kill her.
Bai Yu stepped into the room, with Zhao Mingyue following behind.
Lu Liangting lay slumped at the doorway. Bai Yu ignored him entirely, while Zhao Mingyue stepped forward to check his breathing. After confirming he was still alive, she finally let out a small sigh of relief.
“This room… feels different from what I imagined.”
Zhao Mingyue stood up and looked around at the room’s layout.
The room was extremely clean. If not for the red filter-like atmosphere affecting everything, she might have believed someone still lived here. The entire place had been tidied to perfection. The furniture was neatly arranged, and even the wooden floor was covered with a carpet.
The curtains were tightly drawn. On the tea table in front of the television sat two plates of snacks along with sunflower seeds and peanuts. Even the paintings hanging on the wall had been wiped spotless.
The style of the furniture was somewhat old-fashioned, reminiscent of twenty or thirty years ago.
Normally, a house kept this clean and orderly would give off a warm feeling.
But Zhao Mingyue felt none of that warmth here.
Instead, she felt a chill creeping up her spine.
Even if she had not known the history of this room beforehand, it would still have frightened her. For no other reason than the paper-burning basin placed in the middle of the living room.
Yes—a paper-burning basin.
Exactly the same kind used in funeral halls for burning offerings to the dead.
This room already lacked any sense of life, and placing something meant for the dead in the center only made the room look less and less like a place meant for the living.
There was not the slightest trace of daily life here.
The air was also strange.
A faint smell of mildew mixed with burnt odor, along with another indescribable scent. The first word that came to mind was “decay.”
Earlier, in the man’s room downstairs, flames had been spreading everywhere. The room had been a complete mess, like the aftermath of a fire. Even the floor still showed black human-shaped outlines where corpses had melted from the flames.
Even in such an environment, Zhao Mingyue had rushed straight into the bedroom and searched through furniture that had nearly turned to charcoal to find the key to Room 506.
Yet in this neat and orderly room before her, she no longer dared to move.
A strong sense of unease filled her senses.
She felt as if something was watching her the entire time.
After everything that had happened tonight, Zhao Mingyue thought her courage should have improved somewhat. But here, her fear seemed to be magnified instead. She could not even explain what she was afraid of.
Especially when she remembered what Bai Yu had said before the mission began.
At that time, she had discovered blood inside the walls. Bai Yu had told her that it was very likely the female ghost’s blood.
And that the female ghost’s corpse was probably soaking somewhere in a room on the fifth floor.
Perhaps she was afraid of the female ghost’s corpse—soaked in some container until it no longer resembled a human.
Or perhaps she was afraid of the person who had soaked the ghost in it… and then used the putrid liquid from the corpse to paint the walls.
“Bai Yu…” Zhao Mingyue spoke softly.
At that moment, Bai Yu was examining the paper-burning basin on the floor. Hearing Zhao Mingyue’s voice, she turned her head.
“What is it?”
“I… I’m a little scared.”
“That’s normal. The owner of this room is not comparable to the ghosts carved into the walls outside or the man on the fourth floor.”
“But if you’re really scared, then don’t go into the other rooms. Just stay here and wait for me.”
Bai Yu’s words warmed Zhao Mingyue’s heart.
Although it felt strange to seek a sense of safety from a Fierce Ghost, the feeling in her heart did not lie.
At that moment, Zhao Mingyue instinctively reached out as if to grab Bai Yu’s hand.
But her hand paused halfway.
After a brief hesitation, instead of grabbing Bai Yu’s hand, she reached into her backpack and took out the Bloodstained Doll, hugging the rabbit plush tightly in her arms.
It was as if Miss Bunny could give her great courage.
“I’ll go with you.”
Zhao Mingyue’s smile was stiff, but her voice was firm.
Bai Yu looked deeply at Zhao Mingyue. Her gaze lingered briefly on the doll in her arms.
“Alright.”
Instead of letting Zhao Mingyue take the lead, Bai Yu entered the bathroom first. She could clearly sense that the female ghost’s corpse was inside.
The door opened.
A foul smell beyond description rushed out.
Unlike the tidy living room outside, the bathroom’s condition could not even be described as terrible.
The white tiles were stained red. Black handprints and dragging marks covered the floor, walls, and ceiling.
“Here…”
Zhao Mingyue, still holding the doll, stepped into the bathroom as well.
At the very first glance, she saw the female corpse in the bathtub—already no longer resembling a human.
The corpse’s hands, feet, and head were bound with chains and suspended in midair. The other ends of the chains were fixed to the ceiling.
Inside the bathtub, besides the corpse, there was a mass of red-black sludge used to cover the body.
As a result, the only parts visible were the corpse’s suspended limbs and head. The rest of the body was buried beneath the sludge.
Seeing the corpse made Zhao Mingyue feel nauseated.
At that moment, she suddenly realized what the red-black mud beneath the white plaster in the hallway walls really was.
Inside the room, a third figure gradually appeared.
Zhao Mingyue had not yet noticed the female ghost’s arrival.
Instead, a question appeared in her mind.
“Wasn’t it said that the female ghost died in the fire together with her children? If the mother is here… then where did the two children go?”