Hot spring bathing club.

"Three."

"Two barrels."

"bump!"

In the chess and card room of the club, the pleasant sound of mahjong tiles colliding echoed in the room. Su Zhe looked at the empty banknotes in front of him with a bitter expression.

"Sister, lend me some more money." He stretched out his hand to Su Yuan and said pitifully.

Su Yuan glanced at him with disdain, took out some banknotes from the thick stack in front of him and threw them in front of Su Zhe, "The interest is calculated by the hour. Now you owe me two hundred yuan."

"Oh, we're all family, why are you still calculating interest? It's too formal, sister."

"Who are you? Do I know you?"

"Su Zhe, your sister wants to separate from you." Ding Chongfeng added fuel to the fire with a serious look on his face.

Su Zhe: ...

Fang Mo drew the cards while watching the funny brother and sister bickering with a hint of smile on her lips.

He was about to say something when there was a knock on the door. Then the door of the chess and card room was opened. A woman in a business suit stood outside the door and spoke softly:

"Boss, do you want to knock your legs?"

"want!"

Su Zhe suddenly stood up from the table, and the next moment he was knocked to the ground by Su Yuan with a slipper.

Ding Chongfeng blinked and looked at Fang Mo, who shrugged in confusion, "My legs are fine."

"…No thanks then."

Ding Chongfeng replied.

The woman left the room.

Su Zhe covered his face and got up from the ground in grief and anger, "Su Yuan, why did you hit me! I am already a mature and healthy adult man, and I have been single for 19 years. I just wanted to knock my leg. What did I do wrong?"

Su Yuan said calmly: "Oh, there was a mosquito on your face just now."

"It's winter, where do the mosquitoes come from?!"

“…Look.”

Su Yuan pointed at Fang Mo.

Bang——!

Fang Mo casually slapped a mosquito that was about to suck his blood to death and threw it into the trash can beside him. At this moment, the trash can was already filled with a pile of mosquito corpses.

Su Zhe: ...

"What kind of monster are you..." Su Zhe asked in confusion.

Before he finished speaking, the lights above the chess and card room suddenly dimmed and quickly returned to normal.

But I don’t know if it was Su Zhe’s illusion, but ever since the lights flickered, the lights here seemed to be inexplicably tinged with a layer of dark green.

"Um?"

Fang Mo and Su Yuan at the card table turned their heads at the same time to look in a certain direction, frowning tightly.

…

In the corridor of the club, a woman in a professional suit walked to a guest room.

She looked inside through the round glass of the door. The room was pitch black with only a faint green light coming from the TV. A figure was vaguely visible lying on the opposite side of the room, but it was not clear in the dim light.

She reached out, knocked on the guest room door, and opened it.

"Boss, do you need a tap on your legs?"

She opened the door, and an inexplicable chill flowed out of the guest room. Even in the clubhouse with the heater on at full blast, it felt as cold as an ice cave.

The air conditioner in this room is broken?

A thought flashed through her mind.

In the cold guest room, the eerie green light from the TV shone onto the pale mattress. The blurry figure lying in the shadows did not move. After a long time, a voice came out faintly:

"……want."

The woman rubbed her arms that were exposed to the cold and walked into the house.

"Boss, can you change the room? The air conditioner in this room seems to be broken..."

"No need." His voice was as unpleasant as mechanical friction.

The woman muttered to herself and walked to the bed and sat down. Even though she was this close, she still couldn't see the face shrouded in shadow.

The dim green light from the TV shone on the bed sheets and the walls, revealing an eerie and spooky atmosphere. The woman looked at the blurry face out of the corner of her eye and felt a little creepy.

She tapped her legs twice symbolically, then reached out to lift the pale sheet, wanting to finish it as soon as possible and leave this damn place.

As a corner of the quilt was lifted, the woman saw the leg in the dim green light.

It was a leg covered with green hair and smelling rotten and foul.

Dark green pus flowed and dripped along the hair. The surface of the sheets under the quilt was already covered with disgusting mold and shed corpse skin. The moment this corner of the quilt was lifted, an extremely foul smell emanated and rushed straight into the woman's nasal cavity!

"ah--!!!"

When the woman saw this scene, she screamed in horror.

The blurry figure in front of her sat up suddenly, a rotten and hideous face almost pressed against the woman's face, and a hand grabbed her throat like lightning.

Bang--!

A white shadow broke open the door of the guest room, leaving a trail of afterimages in the dim environment, and instantly flashed in front of the rotten figure.

It was a white cat with heterochromatic eyes.

In the dim green light, the white cat flashed and turned into a young man holding a short blade. The blade flashed through the air and instantly cut off the rotten hand that was about to touch the woman. Then he kicked sideways and hit the rotten figure's chest hard.

The figure was kicked away from the bed by the blow, smashing the window behind the bed and falling downstairs.

Ding Chongfeng and others followed in from outside, their eyes swept over the large area of ​​decay on the body and the woman who was stunned beside the bed, their brows furrowed tightly.

"Mystery? Why did a Mystery suddenly appear here?"

"I don't know." Fang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, "But since we just happened to run into it, let's just deal with it..."

Under the moonlight, his figure once again transformed into a white cat. He stretched out his head and sniffed the air, then lightly jumped down from the window, easily leaped from the twelfth floor to the ground, and rushed after the rotten figure.

"Follow him."

Su Yuan spoke immediately.

Ding Chongfeng walked to the window, looked at the twelfth floor, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"...Let's take the elevator."

…

Buzz——!!

A high-speed train was speeding across the track, making a buzzing sound as it rubbed against the air. In the bridge tunnel under the track, a figure was sitting quietly on the ground.

He was a one-eyed boy, leaning against a rough wall with a grass root in the corner of his mouth. The high-speed train whizzed past his head, and the strong wind blew up a few strands of black hair on his forehead. His eyes were closed, as if he was asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, his eyes slowly opened and he looked to the side with a frown.

Under the hazy moonlight, a ragged girl was walking towards the bridge hole, holding a broken bowl.

beggar?

Lu Baoyou narrowed his eyes slightly.

The little beggar was slightly startled when she saw the one-eyed boy under the bridge. After a brief eye contact with him, fear flashed in her eyes... She turned around as if she wanted to leave, but after hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth, turned around and approached Lu Baoyou cautiously.

"Well, that..." The little beggar pursed his lips and spoke timidly, "This bridge hole is where I sleep..."