In areas that couldn't be covered, the skin and flesh turned red and raw, like earthworms crawling, and the voice was also damaged, becoming low and muffled, as if half a pound of sand was stuck in the throat.

After experiencing such a thing, he seemed less afraid, but he still trembled easily and became even more taciturn.

Lin Shaojie spoke first: "Qingli, you were taken away by the long-tongued ghost for a day, we all thought you were already..."

one day?

I played several matches in front of the mirror, but it only took a few hours at most.

Could it be that time travels at different speeds in the two worlds?

Oh no, I've aged a day already. What a loss.

"I'm pretty tough. Not to mention gossipy ghosts, even the King of Hell wouldn't want to take me."

Yuan Qingli had no intention of revealing her cooperative relationship with the Long-Tongued Ghost: "And you, how did you escape when you were facing the Black and White Ghosts alone?"

Lin Shaojie remained silent, his eyes brimming with pain, clearly a memory he didn't want to revisit.

Yuan Qingli looked at the other two, who both looked blank; clearly, they didn't know either.

"No matter what happened, the most important thing is to stay alive." Yuan Qingli had an understanding expression. "I was in a terrible state too. I was injured all over, and I think I even fractured my ribs. Luckily, I escaped."

With a casual remark, Yuan Qingli also briefly mentioned her own experiences.

"Since everyone is still alive, our next goal is to go to the convenience store and complete our shopping quota."

The three nodded.

"Then go back to your room and tidy up. We'll meet on the fourth floor in half an hour?" Yuan Qingli had barely finished speaking when she noticed that the three of them were looking at her strangely.

"Oh dear, I'm so stupid, I'm the only one who needs to clean up."

Having gone through all that, the other three probably wouldn't want to separate again.

Finding a way out is the key; why go back inside?

So the four of them took the elevator directly to the fourth floor. Along the way, ghosts were still bustling about, but no scary little incidents occurred.

The four people's icy faces and dejected demeanor made it seem as if even ghosts wouldn't want to get close.

This doesn't look like they're going shopping; it looks more like they're going to a funeral.

They exchanged a glance and walked silently toward the convenience store.

It was a bustling shop, located at the far end of the fourth floor, occupying the entire corner, with natural light from three sides—if there was any light at all.

Upon entering, a chilling atmosphere immediately hits you.

But the next second, all four of them simultaneously lowered their heads and dug out a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment.

The small, cold shop was surprisingly hot.

Nothing more.

There were people strolling around in front of each shelf, selecting items. Some couldn't find what they were looking for, so they asked the uniformed sales clerks.

A rough count revealed at least several dozen ghostly creatures. No wonder the chill permeated so deeply, each wisp seeping into your body without your resistance.

Yuan Qingli had some doubts; she wondered if people would freeze to death if they stayed in here for too long.

In contrast, there were ghosts kissing in front of every row of shelves, some slamming against the wall, others giving long French kisses.

In the corner, a skull had ripped off another head, its teeth clanging together with unusual sparks and a grinding sound, sounding more like...

They were gnawing on each other's bones and heads.

No wonder the four of them were so embarrassed. Such a steamy scene was one thing for humans, but to happen among ghosts was quite another.

This happened in a convenience store! What the hell is going on?!

Looking around, the four of them circled around the intimately skeletal ghosts, but after several glances, they couldn't find anything they could use.

Except for water.

The four exchanged glances and each grabbed a bottle of "mineral water." They didn't care whether it was drinkable or not; they just wanted to consume it first.

Yuan Qingli turned her head to meet Lin Shaojie's gaze, who was equally puzzled: "Why isn't there a cashier here? Is there no one to collect money? How do we pay?"