The only thing to be thankful for is that the old man didn't chase him into the shop. Ghosts can actually enter and leave shops, otherwise, if people saw you enter the shop, they would know you are a ghost hunter. Alansta was just taking a gamble.
He prevented the gamblers from entering the shop at night or from taking action inside, and the blood-red shop might also have the effect of keeping the ghosts away.
Whatever the reason, at least he made the right bet.
Aransta slowly stood up and looked around. At first glance, it seemed no different from other shops, but the snack packaging was a strange dark red, and the drinks in the freezer were all red unidentified liquids.
The boss was nowhere to be seen. A soft creaking sound came from the inner room, and the smell of blood grew stronger, causing Aransta to frown deeply.
For someone who frequently watches horror movies, many people are simply courting death. For example, this room looks very suspicious, so why would he go in?
Without his weapon, and with not enough Nightless Coins to buy another one, the only sensible thing to do was to stay here and wait for the old man to leave!
Even if he doesn't leave, he'll be safe when it's dawn.
Aransta looked out the window and saw the old man pacing back and forth at the door, showing no sign of leaving!
"Damn it! Even if I manage to get back alive today, my identity has already been exposed to this old man. I can only pray that these ghosts have their own conflicts and won't easily reveal this information!"
Always think of the worst-case scenario; maybe tomorrow he'll be chased by a bunch of ghosts.
Are there... guests?
The shop lights changed drastically, making it difficult for Aransta to open his eyes for a moment, and finally the lights settled on an eerie crimson color!
The door to the inner room was pushed open by something, and Aransta could only vaguely see a small, thin creature emerge from it.
The next second, an ugly face was almost right in front of him!
"Would you like to buy something, sir? But before that, I need to charge you an entrance fee to the shop. Would you like a heart, liver, or kidney?"
The old man outside had stopped moving and sat down on the spot. He refused to believe that the ghost hunter wouldn't come out. But he had only been sitting down for a few seconds when a loud bang came from inside the shop!
A small, thin monster rushed out of the shop. His eyes were strangely misaligned, not aligned vertically, and he had no nose. His mouth took up almost half of his face!
It is worth noting that his pupils have turned into a bewitching purple, and they are also shimmering with circular ripples!
The old man seemed startled by the scene before him, but remembering his identity, he regained his composure and warned the monster in front of him in a low voice: "That demon hunter is your midnight snack, but if you take another step forward, don't blame me for being impolite!"
The skinny monster roared and started wrestling with him as if he hadn't heard a word he said!
The two ghosts were evenly matched in strength, and soon both of them were injured. Neither could do anything to the other. Alansta sneakily peeked out of the shop, and seeing the two ghosts fighting fiercely, he didn't dare to stay and slipped away!
His eyes also gleamed with a purple light.
S-rank talent, Illusionary Eyes!
Each Ghost Story World event has a limit of three attempts. He can control a strange creature for his own use for a short period of time, but he cannot give it orders to attack other Ghost Storytellers or to harm or commit suicide!
Before leaving, he also took some dog food from the shop, but the dog food looked a bit too red. Hopefully, the black dog didn't mind.
"Please, even if you die from eating it, at least tell me the information before you die!"
"Were all ghosts once human?" Jiang Ran continued to ask, "So, is it because of the infection you mentioned earlier, that humans were infected and turned into ghosts?"
The big black dog nodded: "That's right, exactly."
Is there any way to turn a ghost back into a human?
"Kill him, and pray that he can be reborn into a good family. If he's lucky, he might even be born as a human."
"Alright, now for the most crucial question," Jiang Ran leaned closer, "How exactly does the infection spread? And how can we avoid it?"
"Infection is unavoidable. Anyone who stays in this city for three days will be assimilated into the lowest level of White Ghost. Don't even think about leaving here; He won't allow it."
Staying means death, yet they cannot leave. Judging from the big black dog's words, this seems to be a dead end.
"Is that so? I'm afraid there are exceptions."
"Without exception, this is the fate of everyone."
“No, there’s at least one exception—” Jiang Ran stared at the big black dog, “For example, you!”
"And what role do you play in this city? A talking black dog? I'm afraid it's more than that!"
The big black dog remained silent.
"Hey, hey, hey, at least tell me something useful after eating this dog food." Jiang Ran shrugged helplessly. "Don't be fooled by all the information you've given me; you haven't mentioned a single word about the solution."
"If you can become like me in the future, it will be better than becoming a ghost, but it still won't change your fate. You will be trapped in the city forever until you die."
The big black dog pointed to the sky with its paw: "He is still watching over this place. I can't say much more to you. I can only tell you to take enough of all the ghost hearts to the tower in the city center, where you will find the answers you seek."
Bring enough of all the ghosts' hearts to the tower in the city center?
After saying that, the big black dog lay down on the ground and closed its eyes to rest, just like an ordinary dog, and stopped answering Jiang Ran's questions.
Jiang Ran knew that this was probably all the information he could get from the big black dog. This didn't mean that the big black dog only knew this much; it was just a limitation imposed on him by the world of supernatural tales.
"Well then, goodbye."
Jiang Ran said goodbye to the big black dog and headed towards his home.
The big black dog watched his retreating figure and gave him one last reminder—
"Remember to bring your equipment and don't take any chances."
"Neither knives nor guns are omnipotent."
When Aransta returned, the big black dog was still lying in the same spot, but Jiang Ran was nowhere to be seen.
"Did you leave because you felt you had no hope of getting the information, or did you already get it?"
Putting Jiang Ran's matter aside for the time being, Alansta handed the dog food to the big black dog: "Dog master, I bought the dog food. Can you tell me the information now?"
The big black dog coughed lightly: "Don't call me 'Dog Lord,' call me 'Desert Reaper'!"
It gently hooked the dog food in front of itself with its paw, then suddenly its eyes widened, and it jumped up and slapped Alansta's head with its paw!
"You've got some serious taste! Dog meat dog food! What, do you want me to treat you to human flesh-filled buns?!"
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