"Bang!"
"state!"
"Crackling and popping..."
"Waaaaah~"
Luo Bin leaned against the door and swallowed hard when he heard the noise outside.
He wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, silently mourning for the little brat outside.
Serves you right! Now you know how serious the consequences are for disturbing the peace!
After cleaning up, Xiao Jin vigorously patted the dust off her hands.
Immediately afterwards, she pulled out a sturdy climbing rope from the space.
With practiced skill, they tied the trembling little kids and the pale, weak, and sickly ghost together one by one.
Xiao Jin pulled hard on the rope, carrying this "special" baggage, and strode downstairs.
Upon arriving on the first floor, the scene before her made Xiao Jin frown.
The ground was covered with a thick layer of blood, and a pungent, fishy smell permeated the air, making it almost nauseating.
The viscous blood, like invisible tentacles, entwined every inch of the visible space, staining everything around it with a shocking dark red.
Xiao Jin wrinkled her nose in disgust and quickly pulled out a pair of heavy rain boots from her spatial storage and put them on. The thick material of the rain boots effectively kept the blood from the ground.
Then Xiao Jin took a deep breath and stepped into the pool of blood without hesitation. With each step, the blood made a nauseating "crunching" sound.
She held the rope tightly, and the little ghosts had no choice but to follow behind her, not daring to resist in the slightest.
Finally, they arrived at the warehouse door.
The heavy wooden door was tightly shut, with a huge iron lock hanging on it, the lock covered with the marks of time.
Xiao Jin stared at the lock, a glint of light flashing in her eyes. Without hesitation, she grabbed her longsword and cleaved the chain in two.
The lock, along with the remnants of the chain, fell into the blood.
"Ahhhhh..."
As soon as Xiao Jin unlocked the door, the little devils behind him started screaming. The sudden sound almost startled Xiao Jin.
Inside the door, Cui Mingyang rolled over and sat up on the bed.
After thinking for a moment, he simply got up, went to the door, and opened it. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the magnificent scene in Xiao Jin's hand.
Cui Mingyang was speechless.
What is this... planning to do? Does it mean we should all just give up on life?
He said, "Why did all the noise suddenly disappear?"
The rope in Xiao Jin's hand suddenly tightened, making a sharp "whoosh" sound.
She turned around, her cold, deep eyes seeming to freeze everything, and then she coldly swept her gaze over the little devils.
The little devils trembled at her glare, as if struck by an invisible hammer, and had no choice but to shut their mouths in fear.
Judging from their trembling bodies and the expressions on their faces that, though they tried to suppress their fear, still betrayed a hint of terror, they were filled with an indescribable dread about the things inside the warehouse.
Some of the little devils even felt their legs go weak and almost collapsed to the ground, but even so, they dared not disobey Xiao Jin's orders.
Xiao Jin's lips curled into a playful smile, his eyes gleaming with mockery: "What? Aren't you all quite bold?"
"Waaah~" The little devils shook their heads desperately, their faces filled with even greater fear.
"Heh, that won't work on me." Xiao Jin sneered.
So it wasn't you guys causing trouble just now!
She grabbed the rope, strained her arm, and shoved the whole string of ghosts into the warehouse door like trash.
The little demons struggled in mid-air, their terrified screams rising and falling.
"Oh, right." Xiao Jin paused, as if suddenly remembering something.
"I almost forgot, this is a gift for you. I wish you good luck."
The last sick ghost was placed in the arms of a man who had died of illness and was given an item. Upon closer inspection, it was a slightly rough handmade cross.
Xiao Jin's lips curled into a cruel smile, and then, under the desperate gaze of the sick ghost, he slammed the warehouse door shut with a loud bang.
"All done, no problem this time."
Xiao Jin smiled, but her aura remained chilling.
After watching the whole thing, Cui Mingyang took a deep breath. Staying up all night, who wouldn't go crazy!
…………
At 7:30 a.m., everyone went downstairs to the restaurant for breakfast.
Xu Qing and Luo Bin had just walked down side by side when they involuntarily paused.
The long dining table was laden with a dazzling array of food; you could find breakfast from all directions, whatever flavor you wanted.
At the dining table, Cui Mingyang and Tong Xiaolu were sitting, but the way they looked at each other seemed awkward.
They sat upright in their chairs, knees together, hands obediently placed on their knees, looking extremely cautious.
Xu Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly checked the other figure.
Xiao Jin's eyes were filled with visible irritation as she sat alone at the other end of the dining table.
On the plate in front of her were a prepared sandwich and a fried egg, but... Xu Qing immediately sensed that something was wrong.
The food that Xiao Jin had taken out earlier was also hot, but it was all packed in disposable containers.
But the breakfasts here are all carefully arranged on clean white porcelain plates, which is very exquisite.
Where did these foods come from?
A possibility instantly popped into Xu Qing's mind.
No way... He looked up at the window, and his lips twitched violently.
Very well, no one can escape now.
After Xiao Jin went downstairs last night, Cui Mingyang and Luo Bin, the only two people who saw her, informed the others.
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