Chapter 69: AAAAAHHHHHH!!!

“You don’t need to follow him,” Su Bao said firmly, her small hand gripping Mo Yan’s arm with surprising strength.

Despite her soft and delicate appearance, her grip was anything but gentle!

“He’s in danger!” Mo Yan said, his frustration growing. He couldn’t understand why Su Bao was stopping him.

Su Bao, ever the stoic, remained calm and unhurried. “That’s why you don’t need to go.”

Mo Yan: “…”

“If you want to lure the female ghost out, you can’t let her stay scared. Otherwise, she’ll keep hiding and wait for the right moment to strike,” Su Bao explained matter-of-factly, her expression as blank as ever. She tilted her head slightly, studying Mo Yan.

She wasn’t sure if his intelligence was high enough to understand her reasoning. If he kept being stubborn and unreasonable…

Well, she’d just have to pin him down and give him a good beating!

The thought of their previous encounters made Su Bao’s fingers itch. She had a natural fighting spirit, and whenever someone got the better of her, her vengeful nature made sure she never forgot.

Every time she saw Mo Yan, she felt an uncontrollable urge to pin him to the ground and pummel him, just to settle the score!

“So you’re using him as bait?” Mo Yan asked, his tone incredulous.

Su Bao’s stoic voice carried a hint of disappointment. “Oh, so you did understand…”

Mo Yan: “…”

***

Meanwhile, Fu Lang, driven by the urgency of nature’s call, didn’t think twice before jumping out of the car and running to find a restroom. Once he found one, he rushed inside.

After relieving himself, a sudden sense of unease crept over him…

He remembered his previous bathroom encounter.

Shivering, he quickly pulled up his pants.

Emmm…

Surely his luck couldn’t be that bad, right?!

He’d been sticking close to Mo Yan or Xiao Bao this whole time. This was the first time he wasn’t with either of them…

Surely nothing would go wrong on this one occasion, right?!

Fu Lang tried to reassure himself.

He hurriedly pushed open the stall door, ready to leave.

And then he noticed the flickering light above him…

The fluorescent bulb buzzed and flickered, two quick flashes followed by a brief dimming, over and over.

Fu Lang: “…”

Oh no.

A sense of dread churned in his gut.

He hadn’t even stepped out of the stall yet. Heck, he hadn’t even flushed the toilet!

And then, out of nowhere, the sound of flushing echoed through the restroom.

A voice in his head screamed, Don’t look!

But human curiosity is a curse, and despite his better judgment, Fu Lang turned his head to glance at the toilet he’d just used.

What met his eyes was a swirling pool of blood.

The toilet bowl was filled with bubbling, frothing blood, as if it were boiling. Thick, viscous bubbles rose to the surface, giving it an unnervingly sticky appearance.

“AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!”

“MOM!!! HELP ME!!!”

Fu Lang screamed, his mind on the verge of collapse.

This was too much!

It was so terrifying his legs felt like jelly!

Realizing that calling for his mom wouldn’t save him, he switched tactics and screamed again.

“GREAT AUNT!!! HELP ME!!!”

Summoning all his courage, Fu Lang wobbled out of the stall on shaky legs, only to find himself engulfed in complete darkness.

He couldn’t see a thing.

The darkness was so thick it felt suffocating, as if the entire world had been swallowed by an endless void.

Fu Lang stretched his hand out, fumbling around in the pitch black. Relying on his memory of how he’d entered, he tried to find the exit.

But as he groped his way forward, his hand suddenly brushed against something cold and slimy, almost sticky…