Volume One: The Ghost Mansion Chapter Nine: The Experience of Blondie
“Ah!”
Witnessing the female ghost barreling straight toward them, Cheng Fan and Zhao Linxuan were struck with collective terror and screamed out loud, only to see the ghost lunging directly at Cheng Fan.
Knowing full well the ghost’s incredible speed, and realizing escape was impossible at the critical moment, Cheng Fan acted swiftly. He pulled out a spare blood bag, broke it open, and fiercely splashed the blood toward the ghost.
Splash!
At the crucial moment, the blood hit the ghost just two meters away from Cheng Fan, preventing contact.
One must admit Cheng Fan’s foresight was commendable; the blood bag he had prepared earlier truly came in handy when it mattered most. The blood saved him in this moment of peril.
Then came the expected result.
As the ghost’s body was drenched in deep crimson blood, its movements suddenly froze.
“Run!”
Confirming the ghost was immobilized, Cheng Fan shouted a warning and immediately took off, racing alongside Zhao Linxuan toward the stairs behind them.
The chase resumed in the corridor, but this time there was a difference. Unlike before, when they always fled downward, Cheng Fan did not descend but instead hurried upstairs in a panic.
No one knew why Cheng Fan did this. After all, descending always conserves more energy than climbing up—a truth everyone understood, including Zhao Linxuan. She wanted to ask him several times but received no response, so she had no choice but to follow closely.
After about ten minutes of running up the stairs, just as their strength began to wane, an unexpected event occurred that nearly stunned both Cheng Fan and Zhao Linxuan into paralysis.
As they rounded a corner in the corridor, the sound of footsteps came from above.
Someone was coming downstairs!?
Startled by the sudden hurried footsteps, both Cheng Fan and Zhao Linxuan turned pale with fear, instinctively wanting to flee. Yet before they could turn fully, the person was already before them.
An ordinary-looking young man, dressed quite fashionably, with striking bright yellow hair.
It was none other than the yellow-haired youth who was supposed to have died downstairs!
“Ah!”
“Waaah!”
Just as expected, encountering the yellow-haired youth around the corner instantly terrified both Cheng Fan and Zhao Linxuan, their eyes wide with horror as if seeing a ghost. The yellow-haired youth was also nearly hysterical, screaming wildly.
The scene descended into chaos.
“Wait! Hold on!”
Fortunately, Cheng Fan reacted quickly. Noticing a shadow beneath the yellow-haired youth and sensing genuine fear rather than deceit, he was the first to regain composure and cautiously asked, “You—you’re not dead?”
Sure enough, Cheng Fan’s words struck a chord, and everyone, including the yellow-haired youth, began to piece things together.
“Yeah, how come you’re still alive? I remember clearly the ghost killed you!” Cheng Fan’s voice was urgent, and Zhao Linxuan quickly added, “I saw the ghost shove its head into the cabinet where you were hiding. So how come...?”
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