บท 12: The Friend in the Photo
"So close..."
"So close."
Ning was almost killed by that terrifying woman!
If Liu hadn't rushed out with the blood jade at the critical moment to help, Ning would have been doomed!
"Thank you..."
Ning sat cross-legged on the floor, propping himself up with one hand on his knees, gasping for breath.
"Just now... it was so incredibly dangerous!"
Liu patted his trembling legs as he shook his head, saying:
"I should be thanking you, bro..."
"If you hadn't brought me to this place, I would have been eaten by that terrifying woman sooner or later!"
He finished, then burst into laughter.
It was the unrestrained joy of having escaped death.
Liu, like a madman, lay on the ground and laughed hysterically.
After a long time, he returned to normal.
"Right, brother... what about the others?"
Liu helped the old lady to sit upright, confirming that she was alright, then asked Ning.
The latter's eyes flickered slightly.
"We absolutely cannot go out now..."
"It's too dangerous outside, let's see if we can contact them from the third floor tomorrow, if that doesn't work, then we've done all we can."
Ning seemed indifferent to the death of strangers.
He didn't mind helping those people, especially those who had no grudge against him.
But the prerequisite was... that he wouldn't be put in danger.
After all, when he asked those people if they were willing to join him in adventuring to find the truth, none of them stepped forward.
He took the risks, while others enjoyed the benefits, no one would be happy about that.
He was not a merciful, compassionate, and selfless monk.
"Right, brother... I have another question."
Liu, having basically recovered, seemed to remember something.
"Go ahead."
"You... how did you know the killing rules of the ghost thing in the villa?"
Upon mentioning this, Ning fell silent in the darkness for a while.
"Because, before I got on the bus, I received an anonymous letter."
"A letter?"
"Yes, the letter with a photo and a few words."
He finished, then slowly recited those words:
"Wind does not light lamps, rain does not burn candles."
"Sun does not climb the tower, night does not close its eyes."
Hearing those four sentences, Liu was wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief:
"Holy crap... that's right!"
"Brother, you're too awesome, you have a mentor helping you!"
"Then, what about the photo?"
Ning glanced at him, his eyes moving slightly.
"You want to know?"
Liu's face stiffened.
"What, is it inconvenient?"
"If it's inconvenient..."
Before he could finish, he saw Ning reach into his black checkered shirt and take out a slightly yellowed photo, facing him.
The latter looked at the photo, his pupils constricted!
"No way..."
Under the moonlight, Liu saw that it was a person's photo.
And the person in the photo was none other than... Liu himself!
The two looked at each other, separated only by a thin photo, speechless for a long time.
Liu saw his own photo, but did not see the words behind it.
Yes, on the back of this yellowed old photo, there was a line of black writing—
[A friend worth knowing... but full of questions]
Liu stretched out his hand, wanting to take it and examine it carefully, but Ning took back the photo, smiling at him:
"Surprised, right?"
"I'm surprised too."
"Originally, I thought it was just a prank, or someone filled in the wrong recipient..."
"But when I woke up on that bus and saw you, I realized that things were not as simple as I thought."
"That bus without a driver, that mysterious mist, that strange blood door... and us on the bus."
"All this, behind it, there must be an invisible hand manipulating it!"
Liu chuckled upon hearing this.
"Bro... to be honest, in the real world, I doubt anyone could do all this."
"You saw the situation outside."
"That's not something humans can achieve."
Ning remained silent.
He didn't continue to argue about this.
But that mysterious letter, so far, everything on it has come true.
The strange blood door, the strange killing rules... and a friend he didn't know but who risked his life to save him.
It's a scary thing.
As if... someone was watching him, unseen.
The night passed without a word.
The two hadn't slept much the whole night, now they had gone through such tension, after calming down, sleepiness came like a tide.
Until the next morning, the shrill screams from the second floor broke the silence of the villa.
Obviously, someone had died again.
What made the survivors on the second floor even more terrified was that not only had someone died in their sleep, but three people had also gone missing!
What the hell are they supposed to do?
Ning and Liu listened to the sounds from the second floor, and knew that the man who died last night was the one called Beidou.
He was eaten.
"Woooo..."
"They... they're all gone..."
"Have they all been...?"
"Woooo..."
"I'm so scared! I don't want to die here..."
Yan's intermittent cries came from downstairs.
Liu shouted loudly at the window, wanting to pass the message down, but it seemed like their voices were confined to the third floor, no matter how hard Liu shouted, no one came to save... well, no one heard him.
"Alright, stop crying."
Seeing Liu's unyielding posture, Ning shook his head slightly.
Liu felt uncomfortable with Ning's indifference.
"Bro, aren't you a doctor? There are two living people down there, are we just going to abandon them, isn't that a bit..."
Ning closed his eyes and said:
"Although I'm a veterinarian, there are three people I don't save."
Liu was stunned:
"Three people you don't save? Which three?"
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