However, Zhao Yi’s inner thoughts were not as confident as he appeared externally.
He had not seen any ghosts at all. He could only catch the weak and injured spirits; he couldn’t summon them, and the female ghost he had encountered was merely played by a crew member. From start to finish, he hadn’t seen a single ghost, let alone one beside Song Jinshi.
Zhao Yi suspected that Song Jinshi was merely putting on an act. After all, who didn’t know that Wei Xun’s wife was someone his family had bound him to marry without any feelings involved? Girls like Song Jinshi, who were attractive but lacked ability, were undoubtedly trying every possible way to win Wei Xun’s heart each day.
Thus, Zhao Yi thought everything that just happened was just Song Jinshi acting to gain Wei Xun’s favor. But despite these thoughts, he maintained a courteous facade. Until Wei Xun explicitly stated he didn’t want Song Jinshi, Zhao Yi couldn’t make a move; the upper class valued face above all else.
Even if he didn’t love Song Jinshi, offending them would likely bring revenge upon himself. Zhao Yi certainly wouldn’t actually try to capture any ghosts; he only wanted to boost his favorability in front of Wei Xun.
The director, who had been troubled by Zhao Yi capturing the ghost prematurely, was now in a better mood. He didn’t believe in ghosts—he thought Song Jinshi just didn’t want their filming to end early and was fabricating a ghost.
During lunch, Wei Xun went to the company, while Song Jinshi stayed behind to eat with the crew at the villa.
At this moment, all the players were almost gathered in the villa.
Two players disguised as crew members exchanged glances before telling the director and heading to the restroom together.
On their way, the two discussed the tasks of this instance.
“You know, finishing the filming is easy enough, but what about inheriting the estate?”
“If you ask me, I still don’t know! I have no idea whose estate we are supposed to inherit; it’s all a mystery.”
“This instance is too weird. I’ve completed several instances, but I’ve never encountered such a vague main storyline.”
“Speaking of instances, this one is worth it; we met such a good-looking NPC.”
As they chatted, they arrived at the restroom door.
“You go in first; I’ll wait for you to come out before I go.”
With that, one player went directly into the restroom.
The other player stood at the door, dazed.
After an unknown amount of time, he realized something was off.
His teammate had been in there for a long time and hadn’t come out, not a sound was heard.
Realizing this, he hastily began to open the restroom door.
However, it was locked from the inside. He quickly ran to the dining area.
“Director! Director! Something’s wrong! Do you have the restroom key? My friend just went in and still hasn’t come out! I called him, and no one responded!”
Seeing his anxious expression, Song Jinshi quickly said, “Wait here; I’ll go get the key.”
Song Jinshi ran upstairs and brought back the room key.
Everyone crowded at the restroom door.
At the front were a few guests, the director, and Song Jinshi.
When the restroom door was opened, Song Jinshi was shocked and turned pale upon seeing what was inside. He immediately began retching.
The others, unable to handle it, also began to retch.
Zhao Yi was at the forefront, facing the gruesome sight.
A man, his body twisted grotesquely, hung from the ceiling by some unknown method.
Blood dripped down from his head.
His stomach was entirely hollowed out, with intestines hanging from his body.
His facial features had vanished, making it impossible to recognize him as a complete person.
Zhao Yi’s face turned grim; just a step closer and he would almost be touching the corpse.
“It seems this villa has other ghosts as well.”
Ren Huan, who hadn’t said a word until now, walked in without fear, observing the corpse with great interest.
“The ghost’s method is rather skillful—swift and clean. The fatal wound seems to be the one on the neck; the rest appear to have been torn apart post-mortem.”
When he finished speaking, Ren Huan noticed the others staring at him as if he were a monster.
He laughed lightly, embarrassed, and said, “Sorry, I moonlight as a forensic doctor; I can’t help it.”
After that, Ren Huan stopped speaking and left the scene for the other guests.
“Amitabha.”
“Let me help this one first; once I finish the rites, you can all try to catch the ghost.”
Everyone had no objections, considering how tragically he had died; if they didn’t help him cross over soon, he might also become a ghost.
At this moment, the live stream chat exploded, and the variety show trended on several hot searches.
“Turns out there really are ghosts in this world!”
“Did you catch any ghosts today? Live-streaming ghost hunting.”
“Ghosts kill people.”
—“I just threw up my lunch; I can’t handle this scene, I’m out, guys.”
—“This ghost is too cruel! It not only killed a person but also desecrated the corpse.”
—“So what triggered this ghost’s killings? Is it indiscriminate, or does it need to break some rules first?”
After seeing what was in the restroom, Song Jinshi shrank to the back of the crowd.
He had never encountered such a terrifying scene; shimmering tears hung on his eyelashes.
His face turned pale and weak from sheer fright.
No one noticed that the only player in the role of a guest, Yuan Wen, was now also at the back of the crowd.
His dark, intense gaze fixed intently on Song Jinshi.
Yuan Wen had already used an item when he received the instance task.
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