Someone nearby was panting for breath when Old Wei suddenly asked urgently, “Where’s Zhao Xu? Did anyone see him?!”
The person froze and shook his head. “Didn’t see him. Didn’t Zhao-ge go looking for you?”
Bullsh*t—go looking for him?! That bastard definitely went to find Bo Jingmo!!
Old Wei was so angry, even his beard was about to stand up.
If that damned Zhao Xu messed up his plan, he and his sister were done for!
No time to explain, he ordered someone to move the unconscious Ji Xun into an empty room, then turned to head back.
But as if remembering something, Old Wei turned and swept his gaze across the group, narrowing his eyes, voice heavy: “You all, come with me.”
He didn’t want anything else going wrong.
Guangran supported Qi Mai’s arm and looked at the situation ahead, her gaze sharpening as she said in a low voice, “Brother Qi, this is getting complicated.”
If anything dangerous happened now, it could be fatal for all of them.
Qi Mai obviously realized this too, lowering his eyes and speaking softly, “We have to bring Bo Jingmo over to our side.”
The situation was grim. Only by working together could they clear the instance.
【Stop looking for Zhao Xu. He’s long gone.】
【Aaaaah this plot twist!! I thought Bo Jingmo was the one walking into danger, turns out he was the predator in disguise! He’s actually the ghost’s boyfriend!】
【Told you! Something was up with their relationship!!】
【Dmn this act fooled us all. These two are insane! I really thought they had a falling out—but no, he got caught on purpose to save his ghostly girlfriend!】
【So Bo Jingmo did all this for his girlfriend? Then why is the female ghost still killing players?】
【Good question. With her boyfriend here, why is she still hurting people? She really doesn’t seem like a good ghost…】
【So the rest of the players don’t know Bo Jingmo is with the ghost yet. Is the next part going to be them killing villagers together?】
【Probably. The ghost killed Zhao Xu, Bo Jingmo just has to pretend to fight her, clear his name, and lead the players to kill the villagers.】
【Dmn, first time I’ve seen a player with a hidden identity.】
【Anyone else catch his breakdown at the end? Killing Zhao Xu… man, it gave me flashbacks to his old ghost days. That cold look was exactly the same.】
【So satisfying! Everything about this was satisfying. And they’re such a hot couple!!!】
【I get now why Zhao Xu was so obsessed with Yu Banxue. When that red veil came off… oh my god I fell in love.】
【Drop-dead gorgeous. Zhao Xu, how dare you even try. Get lost.】
【Okay I’m officially jealous of Bo Jingmo. Why does he always get paired with such insanely pretty NPCs?!】
【Remember what I said? Bo Jingmo never…】
【When the pretty girl kissed him, the look in her eyes—so full of affection, ahhhh!! I wanna be kissed like that too!!】
Night had fallen deep. The thick darkness devoured the sky, and occasional dog barks echoed through the village, adding to the suffocating atmosphere.
Hurried footsteps sounded along the village paths. Old Wei walked ahead. When he reached the front gate and saw the lock on his house had been opened, his expression grew even more grim and vicious.
D*mn Zhao Xu! He knew it!
Old Wei took a deep breath and placed a hand on the door. The people behind him held their breath.
The wooden door slowly opened, bringing with it a gust of cold wind. The red paper streamers in the courtyard rustled in the wind, fluttering wildly and blocking everyone’s view.
When the streamers finally settled, the scene inside the main house came into full view.
In that instant, everyone’s eyes widened in shock, horror written across every face. Some even turned pale and trembled uncontrollably.
In the dim room, Zhao Xu’s corpse lay motionless on the floor. His neck had been halfway sliced open. Some of the blood had already dried and darkened. His face was colorless, pupils shrunken into pinpoints. It was an utterly gruesome death.
And Bo Jingmo stood right in front of him.
The man had his head slightly lowered. The dim candlelight obscured his expression. His tall figure stood shrouded in shadow, a small knife clearly visible in his bony, well-defined hand.
At the sound, the man lifted his head slightly and stared at them blankly.
Everyone instinctively took a step back.
Old Wei’s face turned ugly. “…You killed Zhao Xu?”
The expressions of the three players behind him were equally grim. None of them could’ve imagined this scene.
Bo Jingmo was one of them—a player. How could he casually slaughter an NPC?
But now, the truth was right in front of them.
Just then, a woman’s soft laugh came from inside the room: “Of course he did.”
Everyone stiffened in shock.
Then, they saw a woman step out of the house, wearing a wedding dress.
Her steps were light, her posture graceful. She wore a red veil that covered her face.
Her delicate voice carried an eerie clarity, reaching every ear in the courtyard.
“If you don’t believe me, why don’t I ask him for you?”
With all eyes on her, the woman walked behind the man, wrapped her arms around his waist, rested her chin on his shoulder. The red veil swayed gently as she asked in a soft voice, “Bo Jingmo, tell them—who killed Zhao Xu?”
The man lowered his eyes. His voice was cold: “I did.”
Facing Guangran and the others’ shocked expressions, Yu Li chuckled lightly: “Did you hear that? He said he did it.”
Guangran frowned. “Impossible…”
Killing an NPC without reason would drop audience popularity. Bo Jingmo couldn’t not know that. And he had no reason to kill Zhao Xu.
The only problem… might be that female ghost.
She frowned and looked into the house, then suddenly spoke up: “Bo Jingmo, do you remember me?”
Or perhaps—remember that you’re a player?
At her words, the man looked up at her—but his eyes were completely empty.
Guangran was just about to say more when the female ghost suddenly reached out and touched his face: “Bo Jingmo, don’t look at her.”
At those words, the man instantly averted his gaze, obediently.
Qi Mai leaned close and whispered, “Bo Jingmo really looks like he’s been bewitched. We need to find a way to save him.”
If they could save Bo Jingmo, maybe they could pull him into their team.
But before they could come up with a solution, the woman suddenly laughed and said, “Wei Caifan, the people you brought… really suit my taste.”
At first, they didn’t realize who she meant by Wei Caifan, until Old Wei suddenly shouted, “Yu Banxue!! What are you trying to do?!!”
Everyone looked over in confusion, only to see the woman slowly lift her red veil, revealing a stunning face. Her fox-like eyes narrowed slightly as she placed the veil atop the man’s head, then took the knife from his hand.
The blade glinted coldly in the night as she pressed it lightly against his chest.
“What do you think I’m trying to do?”
She leaned against Bo Jingmo’s shoulder, tilted her head, and gave the group a slight smile. The corner of her eyes carried a seductive glint, like a ghostly temptress in the dark.
“Of course—I’m going to kill.”