Chapter 18
The storm seemed to have cut off Daiyong Township from the rest of the world. The heavy rain battered the dark figure outside, leaving streaks of water on the glass door.
The face, almost pressed against the door, remained still, staring in.
"Bang, bang, bang—"
The banging outside was rapid and violent, shaking the entire room. It sounded as if the door might be ripped apart.
Luckily, the glass door was of good quality and held firm.
"I know you’re in there!" a sharp laugh echoed, and a cold breath brushed past her ears.
In such a creepy environment, with the door slamming and those chilling words, Ye Nianchu felt that something terrible was about to happen.
"Don’t hide inside and keep quiet! I know you’re home! If you’re brave enough to steal a man, why are you afraid to open the door? Open it!"
Something didn’t add up. Why was it only standing outside, banging on the door, but not coming in? There were also footsteps in the hallway. Was it just trying to scare her?
Upon closer inspection, this 'Deng Lan' was very different from the restaurant owner she had seen during the day. ‘Deng Lan’ only had a face, while the owner looked like a complete person.
The figure outside was probably not as powerful as the restaurant owner. Maybe it wasn’t that it couldn’t come in; perhaps it simply couldn’t get in!
Ye Nianchu recalled a horror movie she had seen, where evil spirits used mediums to create illusions and kill people, while the spirits themselves couldn’t physically touch the living.
Ye Nianchu suddenly had a bold idea. Maybe what she was seeing and hearing was all a lie!
So, even though it seemed like the figure outside was trying to destroy the house, the sturdy glass door was still standing.
To test her theory, she stared at the face outside without blinking. As long as she stayed calm, it was the thing outside that would look foolish!
The room was so quiet she could hear her own heartbeat and breathing. Ye Nianchu sighed with relief, realizing she had guessed correctly. As long as fear didn’t cloud her judgment, the thing outside had no chance to trick her.
But this was only for tonight. Its powers would definitely grow stronger with time. This game never made things easy, and by the sixth day, there might not even be daylight left.
The banging continued relentlessly. Ye Nianchu went from calm to impatient—was it planning to knock all night?
She threw off the covers, grabbed the rusty pocket knife, got out of bed, and rushed to the glass door. She pulled the curtain halfway open and said, “Stop it, it’s annoying.”
As soon as she spoke, the banging stopped, and ‘Deng Lan’s’ hand froze in mid-air. Ye Nianchu was surprised—was this really happening?
In the next moment, ‘Deng Lan’s’ figure flickered and appeared on the terrace a few steps away. But those malicious eyes still stared at Ye Nianchu through the glass.
Now, instead of knocking, it was waving.
Ye Nianchu recalled the cold, elongated voice in her mind, urging her to open the door and go outside. But she was more focused on the earlier teleportation trick, her eyes hardening with cold hostility.
What she hated most was this kind of trick.
Ye Nianchu looked up with sharp, cold eyes, curled her lips, and said calmly, "No, get lost."
Her composed and fearless tone showed she wasn’t afraid.
Since she knew it couldn’t come in tonight, she had nothing to worry about.
Evil spirit: "No gameplay experience at all, not playing anymore!"
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