Who says vengeful ghosts can't go on blind dates?

Good news, we didn't find the dagger.

Bad news, I found a boning knife.

Now, all Jiang Xiaowei can see is red.

A world of red, people of red, ghosts of red...

The moment she gripped the hilt of the knife, she descended into a frenzy once more.

She had completely forgotten about suicide. Now, all that filled her mind was the thought of dismembering all the people and ghosts in front of her.

The boning knife's killing rules temporarily overshadowed the suicidal implications of the ghost broker.

Logically speaking, this is impossible.

But the ghost broker isn't here; the murder rules transmitted over the phone also have a portion that suppresses the murder rules of the phone itself... so this is a different story.

Jiang Xiaowei's pupils instantly contracted to the size of pinpoints.

She suddenly raised her head.

Because the first thing she saw was the faceless female ghost, she raised her knife and, despite the ghost's attacks, managed to dismember the ghost's head.

Then, she suddenly became very excited!

"What's wrong with her?"

The man in the black leather jacket, the gunman who claimed to be from the Stone City Mafia, took a half step back, raising his gun from his waist and pointing it directly at Jiang Xiaowei's head.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaowei was still dismembering the faceless female ghost. Now, anyone could see that she was abnormal.

But the gunman did not fire immediately.

He stared at the ghostly artifact in the other person's hand, his mind racing with plans to safely snatch it away.

"Sizzle!"

Just then, the crystal chandelier began to twinkle.

There was just one chandelier. But after a flash, the crystal chandelier turned into two.

Then came three, four...

More and more crystal chandeliers appeared until they filled the entire ceiling.

It was the Beihuang Hotel that responded.

It must have been Jiang Xiaowei's attack on the receptionist that provoked this attack!

The plaid shirt made a quick decision and hurried towards the corridor that connected directly to the lobby.

Seeing this, the gunman hesitated for a moment.

In the end, he touched the mole on his chin, chose not to waste another bullet, and left with the crowd.

The crystal chandeliers multiplied layer upon layer on the ceiling, like some kind of single-celled organism dividing.

Each lamp cast a pale, stark light, the rays intertwining to illuminate the entire lobby without a single shadow.

Jiang Xiaowei did not look up.

She didn't even notice the change in light.

The faceless female ghost's body was dismembered into several pieces. Her head rolled onto the floor inside the counter, while her torso leaned crookedly against the edge of the counter.

During this time, the faceless female ghost's movements were completely restricted by the boning knife.

However, there's no need to worry too much about being dismembered; it's just a matter of going to the hospital for treatment.

More important now than that is figuring out how to lure this human into triggering their killing rules.

She needed to press her face against the human's head. But she got off to a bad start, her head being knocked off by a sneak attack.

Given her current situation, things are likely to get very difficult for her going forward.

But the opportunity came soon.

According to the rules of Beihuang Hotel, colleagues are not allowed to attack each other.

Otherwise—the faceless female ghost glanced at the crystal chandelier.

"Sizzle!"

As the crystal chandelier flickered, it suddenly fell from above Jiang Xiaowei's head and crashed downwards!

……

Beihuang Hotel.

Fourth floor.

The octopus-like ghost waited nervously in the corridor.

After Ren Zhizhe left, a major purge was carried out inside the cinema.

The management team was purged.

The initiator is now the person in charge. The cameraman monitored the entire cinema without any blind spots and quickly used the cinema's access privileges to lock the managers into the film.

However, since Sunset Cinema hasn't changed its rules, the position of manager is still necessary.

Therefore, naturally, only these ghosts can take over.

That's right—because the Octopus Demon happened to be in a period without a boss, it's unlikely that he was developed by another manager, so he got promoted.

Now, Octopus Ghost has been promoted to manager.

Because the manager couldn't leave Sunset Cinema, he couldn't go home, and therefore couldn't torment the two starving people at home for his amusement.

But it doesn't matter.

Being promoted to manager was something he had been longing for his whole life.

Although his abilities are indeed somewhat... unworthy of this position, who cares?

The octopus ghost was excited about this for a long time.

"bite--"

The elevator at the end of the corridor emitted a crisp beep.

The octopus demon's tentacles involuntarily tensed up.

The elevator doors opened. Sure enough, Ren Zhizhe stepped out.

The lighting in the corridor changed as Ren Zhizhe walked out.

The originally dim yellow wall lamps suddenly turned into the stark white fluorescent tube color, the mottled wallpaper on the walls began to peel off and regenerate like snakeskin, and the pattern on the carpet changed from a dark red swirling pattern to a black and white checkerboard pattern.

Each floor changes with the addition of a ghost.

The ghost's departure will not change anything.

This seems to be a rule of this hotel. But this rule has never had any effect on the ghosts on the floor; it's as if it's just informing the entire floor that a ghost has entered.

The elevator doors slowly closed behind Ren Zhizhe.

Upon seeing this, the octopus demon immediately went to meet him. He pressed his eight tentacles to the ground, adopting the most humble posture.

"I think I remember you." Ren Zhizhe stopped in front of the octopus demon. "You're that..."

Ren Zhizhe began to think.

While he was thinking, the octopus demon became visibly uneasy. Fortunately, Ren Zhizhe did indeed remember him:

"The employee who led me to the private room?"

"Yes." Octopus Ghost didn't dare to be negligent and replied while bowing, "However, I've been promoted to manager now... Ah, I'll take you to the private room right away."

"You got promoted? Congratulations!"

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it..." The octopus ghost was startled.

He can't stand this.

I should have known better than to tell Ren Zhizhe that I had been promoted to manager... Oh well, he was too cocky and couldn't control himself.

This time, he didn't say anything more, but immediately took the lead and led the way.

The octopus-like demon's tentacles slid rapidly across the ground, making a sticky, rubbing sound.

He dared not walk too fast, for fear that the man behind him would not be able to keep up; yet he dared not walk too slow, for fear that he would appear to be deliberately delaying.

The black and white checkerboard carpet seemed endless, with neat rows of doors on both sides, but the door numbers were all just blurry smudges of ink.

"Where is the private room?" Ren Zhizhe suddenly asked.

The receptionist only told him the name of the private room, but not its exact location.

Looking back now, it was quite a miscalculation.

I should have asked more questions back then.

"At the end of the corridor." The octopus ghost dared not lie.

"At the end of the corridor?"

The octopus-like demon's tentacles froze for a moment: "Y-yes. The hotel's private rooms are generally quite...special."

The private rooms at Beihuang Hotel are rarely open to the public. The rooms that are relatively far out are usually booked in advance, and even if they are temporarily empty, they will never be opened to the public.

Therefore, Sunset Cinema can only book the innermost rooms.

The octopus demon stopped in front of a black and red wooden door.

The door panel was devoid of any decoration, except for fine scratch marks, as if someone had frantically scratched it with their fingernails.

A dark red light seeped from under the door crack, and there seemed to be a faint sound of some liquid dripping.

"This is it, sir." The octopus demon's voice was extremely low.

Ren Zhizhe reached out and touched the doorknob. The metal felt icy cold to the touch, and some kind of sticky liquid remained on it.

"I'll open the door for you, sir!" the octopus ghost hurriedly stepped forward.

The octopus tentacles wrapped around the door lock. Although he opened the door, there was noticeably more sticky liquid on it.

The interior of the private room is much larger than it appears from the outside.

It was a circular room with walls covered in black velvet and a mahogany round table in the center.

Three fierce ghosts were already seated at the table.

One of them was the manager of Sunset Cinema, while Ren Zhizhe did not know the other two.

The cameraman immediately stood up and invited Ren Zhizhe to sit down.

The banquet finally began.

……

Lobby.

"Bang!"

Jiang Xiaowei was hit by a crystal chandelier.

She lost consciousness completely in an instant.

The boning knife slipped from his hand and fell to the side.

At this moment, she was bleeding from the back of her head. Without timely medical attention, her life could be in danger.

After hitting the target, the crystal chandelier disappeared.

At this moment, the faceless female ghost began to move.

She needs to resolve the issue of her own dismemberment.

The faceless female ghost had no intention of piecing her body back together. She looked directly at Jiang Xiaowei and rolled her head closer.

By touching the other person with her own face and spending a little time, she can attach her face to the other person's body and control their body.

The downside is that you can't move your body during this period.

She could certainly abandon her original body. In fact, she had done so before.

But this does not mean that she has to completely give up her original body.

After leaving the Northern Wilderness Hotel, she planned to take her vengeful ghost body to the hospital and use ghost coins to restore her original body.

But blood was gushing from the back of Jiang Xiaowei's head.

The faceless female ghost fell into thought.

It seems that humans can die from excessive bleeding?

She thought about it and made a new decision—

Its head continued to roll and landed on the back of Jiang Xiaowei's head.

The bleeding stopped, but Jiang Xiaowei now had a face on the back of her head.

That was the face of the faceless female ghost.

Jiang Xiaowei's original face is still on her body.

"The human body..."

The faceless female ghost slowly stood up. But she couldn't stand steadily at all and immediately fell to the ground again.

She had never tried to apply her rules of killing to humans before.

She had seen many humans. However, she wasn't very fast.

All the humans who saw her fled, and the faceless ghost had no chance to use her killing rules on humans.

She primarily applied her own rules of killing to other vengeful spirits. Then, she controlled the bodies of these spirits, using their killing rules to kill the players.

"What a novel experience."

She tried again to adapt to her body.

Because her face is located on the back of her head, she initially planned to walk backwards. After trying several times, she realized why and learned the correct way to walk.

"Let's pick up the dismembered body first."

The faceless female ghost bent down and used Jiang Xiaowei's hand to pick up her dismembered torso.

This action made her feel a strange sense of unease.

Human joints have a strange range of motion, and the way muscles exert force is also quite strange.

She tried to take a few steps. But Jiang Xiaowei's body kept swaying, like a young animal that had just learned to walk.

During this time, she bumped and stumbled a few times. Several bruises quickly appeared on Jiang Xiaowei's body.

"More fragile than I imagined," the faceless female ghost said with a hint of disdain.

A vengeful ghost's body wouldn't be like that. At most, it would just break, and there would never be bruises.

Indeed, humanity is still too fragile.

The dismembered torso and limbs were scattered around the front desk. The faceless female ghost controlled Jiang Xiaowei's body, gathering the remains together piece by piece.

After doing all that, she planned to continue her work at the front desk.

But she fell down again after walking only a few steps.

"If only I could twist my neck like that. Hmm? That looks like..."

She saw the boning knife lying on the ground.

After the crystal chandelier crashed down, the boning knife was flung in the exact opposite direction from the dismembered body parts. That's why she hadn't noticed this ghostly weapon when she was picking up the remains earlier.

The rule of dismemberment in murder is still quite useful. So, should you...?

The faceless female ghost thought for a moment.

Considering that she had no idea what triggered the killing rules of this vengeful ghost item, she slowly shifted her gaze away.

It's a bit of a pity.

Oh well, I'll just pretend I didn't see it.

The faceless female ghost controlled Jiang Xiaowei's body, making her stand at the front desk in a very uncomfortable posture.

……

Meanwhile, the pregnant ghost met the players in the corridor leading to the lobby.

He counted and found that one person was missing.

Then he craned his neck and saw that the lobby ceiling was full of crystal chandeliers. He shook his head and sighed.

It seems that the receptionist has started parasitizing her colleagues again.

It must have been controlling a weak, vengeful ghost to kill a player, right?

Since the body isn't one's own, it doesn't matter if it gets hit by a crystal chandelier.

He had seen this situation several times before. Therefore, the pregnant ghost did not intend to enter the main hall, but instead led the group of humans directly to the kitchen.

He took a few steps and gestured for the human players to follow him.

After finding a smooth wall, the big-bellied ghost stretched out its short, thick arm and pressed it against the wall.

The wall pressed against his palm wrinkled like a thin film. He used his other hand, tearing the wall apart with both hands.

Inside is the kitchen.

Seemingly disturbed, the chefs in the kitchen all stopped what they were doing and looked in their direction.

"Ah, sirs. I have brought the person here... what do you think?" The pregnant ghost walked tremblingly to a chef.

Compared to before, he has completely changed his attitude now.

The ghostly chef didn't reply, he just nodded.

"Okay... I'm glad you're satisfied, I'm glad you're satisfied!" The pregnant ghost breathed a sigh of relief and scrambled away from the place.

He will never come back.

You know, the hotel's guests must be getting impatient.

It's time to bring in the waiters.