Excessive ferocity due to caution

"Mr. Zhao... that thing is gone!"

Thomson felt his legs go weak and looked around suspiciously, holding the torch.

Zhao Yi gazed at the corpse beneath the tree in the distance, his tone becoming serious:

"It's too hungry...we need to think of a way to get it back to sleep."

Thomson was completely flustered, but his mind was still racing:

"It's afraid of fire... afraid of fire..."

"If we just go back, light the brazier, and stay by it, we'll be safe, right?!"

As Zhao Yi led Thomson quickly toward the other end, he said:

"The brazier has been doused with water and won't be able to be lit in a short time... but we still have time."

"There are people down below looking for the person who went to the toilet; the ghost will probably prioritize killing them..."

Upon hearing this, Thomson felt somewhat relieved.

"You're right..."

"What you said..."

"There are people below too; it will deal with them first!"

Thomson didn't see it, but at the end of their corridor, on the stairs leading down, a terrifying black shadow was floating and ascending...

As Thomson's heart calmed down, the shadowy figure suddenly stopped, then stiffly turned around and floated down the stairs again...

"Quick, Thomson."

Zhao Yi's tone was urging.

"We need to find that book the Taoist priest left behind before his ascension as soon as possible. In our current situation, only that book can help us!"

Thomson nodded, gripping the torch tightly, and followed Zhao Yi quickly toward the altar in a cold, damp, foggy wind!

...

2L East District.

The dojo was quite large, and Xu Qing and Edward were searching the area.

They are not looking for anyone.

Instead, they were looking for items and props that could be used to create stories.

After discussing it, the two of them agreed that it was something Zhao Yi and Thomson said during the few minutes they went out to discuss that attracted Thomson's attention, which is why Thomson took the initiative to suggest teaming up with Zhao Yi.

Clearly, Thomson had lost interest in their previous story-telling game.

Now, the initiative is in Zhao Yi's hands.

They felt extremely insecure.

The two felt they needed to quickly come up with a horror story that was under their control in order to regain the initiative...

"What did you find?"

"There's nothing of any use here... Sigh, this place is ridiculously dilapidated, as if it's been ransacked before."

Edward frowned.

"And I really can't understand what kind of thing would even go after wood?"

"Everything that could be taken apart... was taken apart!"

"What on earth did the old Taoist priest at this temple do in the past?!"

Having found nothing of any use, the two looked at the pile of junk in their hands, and Xu Qing's lips suddenly curled into a sinister smile:

"I've got an idea!"

Upon hearing this, Edward suddenly became excited.

"What method?"

Xu Qingdao:

"Let's go back and make some arrangements."

"If there's no 'storyline'... we can create our own!"

"Once we have clues, our story will become more realistic and immersive!"

Edward slapped his head!

"yes!"

"How could I not have thought of that?"

Xu Qing raised his eyebrows, his expression turning unfriendly:

"Now that Zhao Yi is with Thomson, I don't know what that damn thing said to Thomson. I have a feeling that this dojo... is much colder than before."

"We need to hurry!"

Edward nodded.

The two men, carrying torches, went to search the house, discussing the outline of the horror story and the preparations needed along the way.

The sudden rain was blown sideways by the wind, turning into a large mist that rushed in from outside the corridor.

This rain has a chilling, icy feel to it.

The two had only taken a few steps when a dark figure suddenly appeared at the top of the stairs ahead.

"Who?!"

Edward yelled at the dark figure.

The shadowy figure only revealed half of its body, staring at them without responding.

The two could not make out the features of the shadowy figure.

But their instincts told them... that guy wasn't human!

Judging from the half of its body that is exposed, if the shadow is a person, then it must be at least three meters tall!

There wasn't anyone three meters tall among them!

They stared at each other for less than three seconds when the dark figure suddenly moved!

"run!"

Edward yelled and turned to run away.

However, the next moment, he was kicked hard in the stomach!

In disbelief, he saw Xu Qing's resolute yet mocking gaze, and countless emotions surged within him, yet in the end, only five words remained:

"Xu Qing, you son of a bitch!"

Xu Qing's kick was extremely powerful, clearly indicating that he didn't intend to let Edward live.

This is a very simple principle—in life-or-death situations, many times you don't need to outrun your enemy, but only your comrades.

Xu Qing was clearly more familiar with the law of the jungle.

There was not a trace of guilt or sympathy in her eyes.

Yes, there is only one way to adopt the posture of a victor.

Edward fell to the ground, struggling to get up, but a pair of withered, cold hands appeared from behind and covered his face...

Looking through the gaps in his cold, stiff fingers, Edward watched Xu Qing flee into the distance without turning back. There was no fear in his eyes, only unparalleled resentment!

...

Housing.

The two returned here, and as soon as they opened the door, a dark figure sitting cross-legged on the ground came into view. If it weren't for the bright torch in his hand, Thomson would have shouted out immediately!

Holy crap!

"Brother Qin, what brings you back?"

"And the other person?"

Qin Bai stared at Thomson as he walked in, and stammered with lingering fear:

"He...he...I..."

Seeing his expression, Thomson immediately understood.

"You... met?"

Qin Bai nodded, his forehead covered in cold sweat that glistened in the torchlight.

This isn't an act.

He was genuinely scared.

Thomson swallowed hard, remembering the dark figure he'd seen gnawing on a corpse in the rain not long ago, and couldn't help but shudder.

Zhao Yi walked past him, closed the door, and asked:

Have you met any other people?

Qin Bai shook his head.

"without."

"We still haven't found the person who went to the restroom... Ichiko-kun, what about you guys?"

Zhao Yi casually said:

"A terrifying demon has awakened in the dojo."

"It's been starving for a long time, and now that it smells meat, it's going to start eating people."

"Once the people outside finish eating, it will be our turn soon..."

Sweat beaded on Qin Bai's forehead.

Zhao Yi... he really doesn't shy away from causing trouble...

They kept instilling in Thomson the idea of ​​a ghost that never actually existed, and they even pushed them into an extremely dangerous situation!

"I'm going to find that book. You two keep an eye on the door and report back immediately if anything happens."

Zhao Yi volunteered.

Thomson now had complete trust in Zhao Yi and had no doubts.

They quickly took torches and went to the door, carefully looking at both sides of the passageway.

Zhao Yi then went behind the tattered painting and explored it for a while.

One of the bricks has come loose.

Zhao took the brick down and lit a torch.

Sure enough, an iron box appeared inside.

I took it out and looked at it.

There was a book inside, but it was completely blank.

This is a wordless book.

Thomson, standing outside, glanced back at Zhao Yi and said anxiously:

"Mr. Zhao, have you discovered anything?"

Zhao Yi glanced at him and slowly said:

"I roughly know what happened back then..."

PS: First update.