Excessive ferocity due to caution

Chapter 582 "Nighttime Tales and Ghostly Tales" Clues

On the other end.

Mo Sheng waited for a while in a small room before he heard a knock on the door.

First three tones, then six tones.

The people inside the room confirmed that everything was alright before opening the door.

Upon seeing Qin Bai enter, Mo Sheng quickly closed the door.

"What did you just forget?"

Seeing that Qin Bai's body was somewhat damp, Mo Sheng's gaze narrowed slightly.

Just now, Qin Bai said he had forgotten something very important and had to go back to get it. Mo Sheng was originally going to go with Qin Bai, but when they returned, Qin Bai said he saw a red figure floating in the air, which immediately scared Mo Sheng.

After a brief discussion, the two decided to find a safe room to stay in first, and then Qin Bai would go back to get his things.

Qin Bai chuckled and took out a rotten fruit from his person.

"I heard from the elders in my family that these naturally rotten fruits have the power to ward off evil spirits."

"The faint aura of decay and death emanating from it will cause some evil spirits to subconsciously mistake it for one of their own."

Upon hearing this, Mo Sheng glared and said:

"I remember there were several fruits in that room, weren't there?"

Why didn't you get me one more?

Qin Bai's smile vanished.

"Shall I get you one more?"

"Then why didn't you come back with me when you heard there was danger?"

"You want to eat when you're eating, and you want to moisturize when you're working?"

Mo Sheng choked, then said coldly:

"So, do you think I'm safe in this room?"

"Your decision has put me in danger for a long time, and I still have to open the door for you, and when I do, I might encounter something unclean... All of this is because of you!"

"And yet you don't know how to be grateful!"

Qin Bai shrugged:

"You're certainly sharp-tongued. Do you think there's something dirty here, and if I don't go to get it, we won't run into each other?"

Mo Sheng snorted coldly. Although he was very unhappy, the situation was special and he didn't dare to do anything to Qin Bai.

More people are always better than fewer people.

Qin Bai can use him, and he can certainly use Qin Bai as well.

But for some reason, the large amount of water stains on Qin Bai's sleeves always made Mo Sheng feel uneasy...

……

Housing.

Zhao and his companion squatted down and picked up a crushed, rotten fruit from the water stains on the ground.

"Did you see that?"

"It was awakened by the scent of living things."

"Upon arriving at its altar, it not only failed to find the flesh and blood offered to it, but also a pile of rotten fruit."

"It was not only hungry... but also angry."

Thomson's gaze, dimly lit by the torchlight, fell upon the fruit in Zhao Yi's hand.

"I……"

He moved his throat, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"I don't remember what I did last time I was here..."

That happened many, many years ago.

"I was writing a novel at the time, and my mind was in turmoil. I had absolutely no inspiration, so I somehow ended up traveling to this place..."

"Later, a heavy rain and strong winds trapped me inside for about a month. There was no food at all, and I almost starved to death."

"Luckily, the water supply here wasn't cut off, otherwise I think I would have really died here!"

Thomson gets goosebumps all over when he recalls those days.

It's clear that he was left with a deep psychological scar from that time.

Zhao Yi asked:

"What about the others?"

Thomson remained silent for a long time, lost in his memories of the past.

Zhao Yi asked:

"Did you eat any offerings back then?"

Thomson shook his head.

"All that was left of the offerings was fruit, and it's all rotten. How am I supposed to eat it?"

"If I haven't even ingested any food, and then I get a stomachache... then there's really no hope!"

Zhao Yi:

"I understand... then try to recall it carefully again."

Thomson slapped his head, lost in memories that filled him with fear, while Zhao Yi, seeing his terrified expression, seemed to understand something.

"This cursed world is indeed very dangerous..."

Zhao Yi thought to himself.

Things were more complicated than he had initially predicted.

"At that time... I stayed in the room, and kept warm by the fire, kept warm by the fire..."

Thomson tried hard to recall the details, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only remember that he was warming himself by the fire and did nothing else.

Because at that time... it was really cold and really dark.

"It seems that the brazier has a certain restraining effect on it."

Zhao Yi analyzed.

To be more precise…

"It's afraid of fire."

Thomson's eyes lit up.

"right!"

"I hadn't eaten for a long time, and by the time the heavy rain stopped, I was so weak that I couldn't even fight a cat. If it showed up, I would surely die!"

"But I survived!"

"It must be because of the fire!"

After saying this, he suddenly felt his courage return and became much braver. He waved the torch in his hand around and around, trying to dispel the darkness.

Zhao Yi then added:

"It not only fears fire, but also thrives in rain and dampness."

"Perhaps it wasn't us who awakened it, but this storm."

"Think about it, there are so many wild animals around, yet they never approach the gym when it rains. This shows that in their minds, the gym is a place that should never be entered on rainy days!"

"Look at the discarded fruit on the ground... it doesn't like these things."

"We must remember these details."

Upon hearing Zhao Yi's words, Thomson immediately became alert.

"It's afraid of fire, likes rain and dampness, and dislikes rotten fruit..."

He wrote down all these details.

"I must leave this place alive... I'll never come back again."

Thomson rubbed his temples.

I must be crazy. Why did I have to come to such a gloomy place to do field research? Isn't this just asking for trouble?

Fortunately, this time a reader is clever; if I follow him, I might be able to leave this place safely!

He looked at Zhao Yi, and a sense of security suddenly filled his empty heart.

"As long as we have fire, we should be able to hold out safely until the rain stops..."

Thomson began.

All around were the sounds of torrential rain.

it's too cold.

He wanted to say something.

Zhao Yi glanced at him and said calmly:

"It's difficult."

"Fire has a restraining effect on him, but that doesn't mean we're absolutely safe with fire... Don't forget, it kicked over the brazier after we left!"

"And the first person to go out to use the restroom was also carrying a torch."

One sentence made Thomson shudder.

He quickly moved closer to Zhao Yi, looking around suspiciously.

"So what should we do now?"

Zhao Yi glanced at the painting on the wall.

It was severely damaged.

Except for the part nailed to the wall, the rest of the parts have been torn off.

"We might need to check the other rooms; perhaps we'll find some clues."

Zhao Yi said.

So the two of them carefully left the room.

After their figures disappeared into the darkness of the corridor, a cold wind blew in, and the open door slammed shut with a loud bang...

P.S.: There are some plot twists later in the story, so it took some time to work out the details.