Chapter 16 Puzzles
　　Pushing open the door, Jiang Cheng walked into the room.

　　Fatty, Huai Yi, and Pi Ruan were all there. Besides them, there was also someone Jiang Cheng didn't expect—Luo He.

　　The atmosphere in the room was very oppressive. Luo He sat on the communal bed, his face indescribably strange. Fu Fu was lying next to him.

　　Fu Fu's eyes were tightly closed, her eyeballs rolling under her eyelids. But unlike Pan Du and Linghu Yong whom they had seen before, there was no strange smile on her face. She looked like she was asleep.

　　"What's going on?" Jiang Cheng asked.

　　Before Luo He could speak, Pi Ruan's voice rang out, "It scared me to death. We agreed to take turns guarding the night, but when it was her turn, I went to wake her up, but I couldn't wake her up no matter what."

　　"I tried. Except for not breathing and having a slightly lower body temperature, everything else is the same as a normal person," Huai Yi added.

　　Hearing this, Fatty criticized, "I say, brother Huai Yi, watch your words. No breathing, and low body temperature, which normal person is like that? In my opinion, it won't be long before she becomes like Pan Du and Linghu Yong."

　　In any case, Fu Fu was definitely hit. Standing next to her gave the same feeling as facing Pan Du and Linghu Yong.

　　Moving his gaze away from Fu Fu, Jiang Cheng looked at Luo He, "When did you come?"

　　"Just now."

　　Seeming to understand what Jiang Cheng really wanted to ask, Luo He continued, "I came out half an hour ago. Something happened in the police station, and they didn't have time to care about me."

　　"I saw several corpses being carried in, their faces covered with white cloth. I heard the people carrying the corpses whispering that more people would die. Many people died last night."

　　Speaking of this, Luo He turned his head, as if hinting at something, "We've seen those corpses before. They were the several Eastern women who were with Yangzi."

　　"The people at the police station also found some photos at the photo studio. The photos recorded a paranormal event."

　　"Yangzi's child is already dead, but with a ritual, her child strangely came back to life." Luo He paused, "The ritual was presided over by High Priest Yamamoto Sakigake, and the photo studio's Boss Sang was responsible for taking the photos."

　　"As far as I know, Yangzi's child is also named Yamamoto Sakigake."

　　As Luo He revealed some information, the previous clues gradually pieced together.

　　The small footprints that Jiang Cheng had seen, and the black little handprint on the back of the photo studio boss, were all explained.

　　"The ritual you saw should be a kind of inheritance," Jiang Cheng said after a brief thought. "The name of each High Priest is Yamamoto Sakigake."

　　"The previous High Priest, Liu the Cripple, was cursed due to overuse of the door's abilities. Yangzi's child is the next successor he chose."

　　"Each High Priest is an apostle, and what they inherit is that door."

　　At first, Fatty was confused, but by the end, he understood, "So... the one we have to deal with now is not just Liu the Cripple, but also that child. Is the ghost on him?"

　　"I think it's enough to only deal with that child." After Luo He finished speaking, he took out a photo from his pocket. There were two people in the photo.

　　A man and a woman, both with ropes around their necks, hanging with their feet in the air, obviously dead.

　　The background was the Feng family's mourning hall that Jiang Cheng and Fu Fu had visited last night.

　　The woman was Yangzi, and the man was Liu the Cripple.

　　"Dead?" Fatty stared at the photo, as if he couldn't accept so much information at once. Liu the Cripple, whom they had been investigating, had died silently.

　　Luo He nodded, "He's dead, and the area around the body has been searched. The child is not there."

　　Looking at the sleeping beauty-like Fu Fu, Jiang Cheng frowned, "What's going on with her? Do you know?"

　　"She's trapped by that thing, in a place like a dream, but that thing can't hurt her for the time being. Similarly, she can't get rid of that thing and leave the dream." Luo He answered without thinking.

　　"Is this... a stalemate?" Huai Yi asked in surprise.

　　"Sort of, but it's not good for us in the long run," Luo He replied.

　　This was obvious, after all, their time was limited. The deadline given by Chief Qiao was approaching, but they had just identified the ghost.

　　Seeming to see what everyone was thinking, Luo He shook his head and said in an uncomfortable tone, "There's no time left. We have at most a few hours."

　　"She's almost at her limit." Luo He looked at Fu Fu, a strange emotion flowing in his eyes, "When I first came, she still had a little breath, and her body temperature wasn't this low."

　　From the result, Fu Fu was slowly turning into a dead person, and... Huai Yi stared at Fu Fu's face, which seemed to be a little more bizarre than when he first saw it.

　　He wouldn't be surprised if she turned into the kind of weird smiling face like Pan Du and Linghu Yong in the next second.

　　The key figures Liu the Cripple and Yangzi were dead, and the real ghost had disappeared without a trace. The situation that had just shown some promise had once again reached a stalemate.

　　"What do you mean by a few hours?" Huai Yi looked at Luo He, "I think it's she who has a few hours left, it's not like she dies and we all have to die with her."

　　At this critical moment, it didn't matter whether the words were pleasing to the ear, what mattered was reality.

　　But what Huai Yi didn't expect was that Luo He didn't get angry, but turned his eyes to him and said calmly, "That's right, if she dies, everyone will die."

　　"On... on what basis?" Huai Yi retorted.

　　"You are an apostle, you should know there is a door called the Gate of Weirdness," Luo He said, "That's what's inside this door."

　　He looked down at Fu Fu, and after a long while, said, "She also has such a door in her body."

　　"So, whether Fu Fu's internal door is swallowed up, or because of a collision, causing some unknown situation to occur, such as two weird forces losing control at the same time, the end result is the same, we will all die here."

　　Luo He's tone was very light, and there was no intention of threatening. He was calmly stating the facts, but this fact was more difficult for others to accept.

　　"What can we do to have a chance?" Jiang Cheng turned to look at Luo He. Since he had given such a specific time limit of a few hours, perhaps there was a way.

　　"My ability can send one person in, into the dream they are experiencing. If we can find a flaw in the dream, this situation can be broken," Luo He said.

　　"In that case, why don't you go in yourself?" Jiang Cheng asked a question that wasn't very pleasant to hear, but was very pertinent.

　　"Yes, my brother Jiang is right, why don't you go in?" Huai Yi chimed in. Luo He and Fu Fu were teammates, so logically, he should take the lead.

　　Hearing this, Luo He unbuttoned his clothes and pulled them down, revealing his shoulder. To everyone's surprise, there was a black handprint on it.

　　"I tried, but I failed," Luo He said, putting on his clothes.