Lin Xuan led them into a house.
"Change your clothes and put on these human skin masks," Lin Xuan said, tossing them a bag.
Though curious, they didn’t question him and simply followed his instructions.
After changing and donning the masks, Lei Hui and Butler Wang stepped out and came face to face.
"Ah—!"
"Ghost!"
Lei Hui screamed and instinctively threw a punch at Butler Wang.
Fortunately, Butler Wang had undergone specialized training and was quick enough to dodge the blow.
"Mr. Lei, it’s me—Butler Wang from the Su family," Butler Wang said helplessly.
Hearing the familiar voice, Lei Hui let out a sigh of relief.
So it was just the butler. That was good, that was good.
If Butler Wang was dressed like this, then what about his own appearance…?
Spotting a mirror in the room, Lei Hui picked it up and took a look.
His eyes widened in shock.
This… this was terrifying!
His mouth gaped open like a bloody maw, his face was mottled with green and red patches, and his eyes dripped with blood-red tears—he looked like a vengeful ghost.
Lei Hui vaguely guessed the plan and couldn’t help but ask, "Boss, are we dressing up as ghosts to scare them?"
"Exactly," Lin Xuan nodded. "Just beating people up every time gets boring. Sometimes we need to switch things up for fun."
He had already instructed Cheng Da and Cheng Er to prepare the place.
When Lin Li’s men arrived later, they’d feel like they’d stepped into a haunted factory straight out of hell.
There were even lifelike mannequins here.
No matter how much they believed in science, they’d be scared into thinking ghosts were real.
Old Liu and Old Wang, along with their gang members, frowned as they stared at the seven-story factory.
"Old Wang, something feels off. Coming to such a remote place in the dead of night and entering a factory… I can’t shake the feeling they’ve set a trap for us," Old Liu said, an inexplicable chill running down his spine.
He subconsciously rubbed his arms.
"What’s there to be afraid of?" Old Wang scoffed. "Lin Xuan couldn’t possibly know we’re after him. He wouldn’t have prepared anything. Besides, there are ten of us and only three of them. What could Lin Xuan even do?"
Old Liu thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Fair point.
Lin Xuan couldn’t possibly do anything to them.
"Let’s go in. The sooner we catch Lin Xuan, the sooner we can wrap this up," Old Wang said.
TV shows often depicted villains who talked too much and ended up dead.
Every time the bad guys tried to deal with the hero or heroine, they’d ramble on and on until reinforcements arrived.
If they’d just shut up and acted, they would’ve won.
So Old Liu didn’t want to waste time.
"Alright."
The group of ten marched into the factory.
The lights inside flickered dimly, casting an eerie glow.
Old Wang’s heart pounded violently, as if it might leap out of his chest.
"Old Wang, do you think there are ghosts here?" Old Liu asked, gulping nervously.
"What ghosts?" Old Wang said dismissively.
He barked orders to the others, "Search every corner! Find Lin Xuan!"
"Yes!" they replied obediently.
They combed through the factory meticulously—first floor, second floor, third floor… all the way up to the sixth.
But there was no sign of Lin Xuan or his men.
"Old Wang," Old Liu panted, bending over with his hands on his knees, "Do you think Lin Xuan realized we were after him and slipped away?"
Old Wang shook his head. "Impossible. I checked—this factory only has one entrance, and all the windows are sealed shut. There’s no way he could’ve escaped."
Old Liu furrowed his brows.
A factory with all its windows tightly sealed… wasn’t that suspicious?
Old Wang glanced at the staircase. "There’s still the seventh floor left. I bet Lin Xuan’s hiding up there."
"Everyone, move out!" he commanded.
The ten men marched up to the seventh floor, which was pitch black.
With a loud bang, the door behind them slammed shut.
Old Liu jumped in fright. "Old Wang!" He instinctively shuffled closer. "Why did the door suddenly close?"
Old Wang sighed. "It was just the wind. What’s there to be scared of?"
The wind?
Old Liu grew even more terrified.
The windows were all sealed—where would wind come from?
"Old Wang," Old Liu said, his voice trembling, "Let’s hurry up and search. The sooner we find him, the sooner we can leave."
Something about this factory felt deeply wrong.
"Fine, let’s go," Old Wang agreed.
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept past them.
Old Liu shuddered violently.
How could there be wind here?
None of them had brought flashlights—only two had their phones.
They turned on their phone lights.
Looking around
"Ahhhhhh—" A sudden howl pierced the air.
Old Wang was startled by Old Liu's scream.
"What's going on?" Old Liu frowned and asked.
"So many memorial portraits... and wooden tablets carved like tombstones," Old Liu pointed shakily at a spot, his fingers trembling.
Old Liu walked over,
eyeing it suspiciously.
His heart began pounding.
Could there really be something sinister here...?
Suddenly,
the dark floor was faintly illuminated as the lights flickered on—though they were dim, unnervingly dim.
Thud.
Something dropped behind them.
Old Liu noticed and moved to investigate, but then—a woman appeared, ghostly pale, draped in white, her hair disheveled like a vengeful spirit.
She merely glanced at Old Liu and Old Wang before walking straight to the corpse, crouching down.
Crack. She tore off the corpse's arm.
The body must have been freshly dead—blood was still oozing.
Under the horrified gazes of the onlookers, she shoved the arm into her mouth and began devouring it ravenously.
Noticing their stares, she extended the half-eaten limb toward them.
A ghastly white light flashed across her face,
making her blood-streaked features even more terrifying.
Old Liu shivered in fear.
Even the usually bold Old Wang felt his heart thumping uneasily.
"Care for a bite?" Her voice echoed through the eighth floor, as if amplified by some unseen speaker.
As she spoke, blood from the arm dripped from her lips.
Happy holidays, everyone~ Good night!
Thanks to Little Panda 06 for the character summon.
Thanks to the author Fei Fei for the gifts, and to the lazy, carefree Capybara and other sweethearts.
Uu.
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
