Chapter 412 - Mo Chou (50) <2-in-1> (2/2)

What if an unforeseen accident happened midway and they couldn't reach the ground safely? What if the Red Lady suddenly attacked them from above?

When one was in a dangerous situation, it was normal to have countless worries in mind.

But Zhan Rong immediately regained her rationality and trusted in her pet ghost. With or without the system, she believed he would not let harm come her way. Zhan Rong silently pressed her lips tightly so no shameful scream would come from her.

Thankfully, she betted right. Not even ten seconds passed, and they were in front of the condominium entrance. She was safe and unharmed, only feeling dizzy. As her eyes were still blindfolded, all she knew was that their movement changed from vertical to horizontal, but it was enough to hint for her they were at least no longer free-falling.

'We're now out of danger, aren't we?' she asked, panting madly for air, calming her palpitating heart.

Zhan Rong heard a soft hum.

A few more minutes passed. Jiang Li shrugged off the few pursuers who sensed his presence before leaving Zhan Rong in one property owned by her family. The latter wanted to ask him a few questions but stop herself seeing the smile on his face which differed vastly from normal.

Zhan Rong hesitated before saying to him, ”Go. Don't worry about me. I won't go out, but I will busy myself with checking Miss Gu's background and investigate this Zhao Bolin person whom she wanted to pry from me. That strong female ghost too…”

The ghost only replied, ”Go to bed. It's past midnight.”

”My brain's too active for that.”

The girl shook her head, calmly explaining. ”I was probably too stimulated by the series of events. I got kidnapped this afternoon by a scary female ghost, tied up, then involved in an odd confrontation a few minutes ago. I think I need to exhaust myself with something before I can fall asleep.”

She saw him lower his head, and she was not sure if it was out of anger or embarrassment or him just being lost in his thoughts.

It was not Zhan Rong's intention to guilt-trip him. Therefore, she waved a hand and hurriedly added, ”It's normal for any person. We can't predict the future. I'm sure you don't know a crazy college student would command a filthy thing to do crime against me.”

”Ghosts possess abilities. Foresight can be one of them.”

”But I'm sure you don't have it. You're a jack of all trades, and a rare floating mannequin model, that's all I know.”

Her eyes told Jiang Li she would be fine, so he nodded.

However, when he set off for the villainess, an unreadable expression was on his face and several warnings were ringing in his head to stop him from entertaining the murderous thoughts that keep popping up.

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It was truly an eventful night.

A minute after Jiang Li left, Zhan Rong was still looking into the cl.u.s.ter of shadows where he disappeared, cast by the lampposts and other buildings. Her icy fingers reached for the windowpane.

Not that she forgot to remind him about it, but that she was reluctant to ask. However, her memory was sharp as ever and could easily retrieve images even from decades ago. When Jiang Li disappeared from sight, the memories flooded her like a tide.

There was no way she would forget where and when she first saw the Red lady. It was six months ago, beneath a sky that was as black as a diamond, surrounded by forest, shadows, and ghosts.

Zhan Rong briefly closed her eyes. Shortly after, she opened them again, her left brow raised.

”She's from Zhao Village, isn't she?” The girl's tone was low when the last two words came out of her mouth as she crossed her arms above her chest.

There was nobody around to answer her. There were no servants in the house since the housekeeper didn't live within. Ghosts didn't dare to approach because of the spell Jiang Li cast on her necklace. She was alone.

Perhaps because she was in an absolute solitude that she dared to ponder about that one thing that had been puzzling her since she saw that Red Lady. That ghost's eyes were scary, but when one ignored that, the Red Lady only looked pitiful with her neck chopped, lower body bathed in blood which Zhan Rong reckoned to be a result of a miscarriage.

She still couldn't forget what she went through at that place. The escape from the army of hideous-looking female spirits. The weird villagers. The equally weird challenges that apparently aimed to open their eyes about the oddity of the village.

In fact, now that the images surfaced in her mind, she harbored some suspicions.

Why was a resident ghost of Zhao village located hundreds of miles away suddenly a subordinate of Gu Mochou?

Was the Red Lady and the female ghosts under her command, victims of trafficking who refused to rest until their killers got their due karma?

Is her pet ghost originally a pet ghost?

Zhan Rong did not have her phone with her when the ghost abducted her, but the house had a telephone. In no time, she was downstairs, flipping the switch open to illuminate the place. Upon reaching the telephone, she dialed Fan Zheng's number, only to remember later that he must have been unavailable because he was one of those who received Gu Mochou's distress signal.

She calmly canceled the attempt and pressed another string of numbers. The call connected to Fan Lan.

”Zhan Rong?” The girl on the line did not sound sleepy, which was not news to her since Fan Lan was the type to stay up late. ”Hello?”

Zhan Rong's eyelashes cast shadows on her cheeks when she lowered her eyesight. After hesitating for almost half a minute she opened her mouth and asked,

”That evil spirit from that abandoned shrine freed by our group in that Ouija session. Can you tell me everything you remember about it?” innocent first love or a person one deemed to be their inspiration to carry forward in their younger days or when they were in a tough situation