"Alright, alright." While avoiding Jiao Tailang's gaze, Wei Jinting hurriedly interrupted, "It's my turn, it's my turn. I also encountered something particularly scary last night."

As he said this, he seemed to recall the scene at the time, and he became much more honest.

"I went into the house yesterday and went to bed. You may not know, but my sleep quality is particularly good. I can fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow, but last night I was sleeping and suddenly woke up with a jolt." He swallowed and asked softly, "Guess what happened?"

"Hehe." A low laugh sounded, from the weirdo in black stockings, named Lu Huaxu, if he remembered correctly.

"You're dead," he said in a hoarse voice.

As soon as these words came out, everyone quieted down.

Only Wei Jinting continued to talk to himself as if he hadn't heard anything, "I suddenly felt very cold, well, not very cold, just a very special feeling."

"I don't know if you've experienced it, it's like a premonition in the dark, making me inexplicably anxious."

"At that time, the whole room was very dark. I shrank in the quilt, wrapping most of my body tightly, leaving only my head exposed."

For some reason, when he heard Wei Jinting say that he only had his head exposed, the fatty even felt a little scared.

"Your room wasn't lit?" It was the man named Wu who spoke. His weirdness lies not only in his name, but also in his attitude.

He seemed indifferent to everything, as if few things could interest him.

The moment he opened his mouth, he attracted the attention of many people. Wan Yuanning was one of them. After taking a look at him, she immediately looked away, seemingly worried about being noticed.

"No," Wei Jinting replied.

"Why didn't you turn on the light?" Wu's tone was very calm, but what was aggressive was the attitude under his calm tone.

What he didn't expect was...

Wei Jinting seemed to have been greatly wronged, and said complainingly, "I wanted to, but the situation didn't allow it. What could I do?"

"The lights in my room are all broken and can't be turned on at all. The only light that can be turned on is in the bathroom." Recalling what happened in the room, he snorted angrily and complained, "And it's flickering. Am I supposed to stay in the bathroom?"

"I'm not going. Only an idiot would go. This must be bait set by a ghost!"

"Continue," Hua Luo urged.

"At that time, I twisted my neck and looked around, always feeling that something was different around me. Later, I found that the bedroom door was open, but before going to bed, I clearly remembered closing it."

"Because there were no lights in the living room, it was very dark. I don't know why, but I always felt that someone was watching me, and not in a normal way." He emphasized, "It was the kind of ill-intentioned watching. I could feel it!"

"And what's even weirder is that it seems like there's more than one person. The living room, the bathroom, the bedside, under the table, the doorway, it seems... it seems like there are people everywhere."

"Even the ceiling."

"But I didn't dare to go over and look, so I can't be sure, but... but soon, I was sure!"

"I saw it, I really saw it!"

"Don't be nervous," Liu Guo frowned and advised, "What did you see?"

Wei Jinting seemed really frightened. His breathing became louder, and his chest heaved violently. He turned his head blankly and looked into Liu Guo's eyes, "I saw a pair of eyes."

"Eyes?"

"Yes, no, no, not a pair, one, one eye!" he corrected, "In the bedside table next to my bed."

"About... this close." Gritting his teeth, he said to Liu Guo, "Staring at me through the gap."

"One... blood-red eye."

After Liu Guo reacted, he took a step back uncontrollably. According to Wei Jinting, the distance between him and that eye... would not exceed 20 centimeters.

It was almost touching.

Just imagining the scene at that time made his scalp tingle.

"Th... then what?" Chu Jiu asked softly. It seemed that Liu Guo wasn't the only one curious about this question. Everyone else was too.

"Then, in a moment of desperation, I took the screwdriver I had hidden under my pillow before going to bed and stabbed it hard through the gap." Wei Jinting said with gritted teeth, "I didn't expect this stab to be surprisingly accurate, and then the ghost eye disappeared."

"The whole night was very quiet, and the feeling of being watched completely disappeared," he added.

It seemed that what happened to Jiao Tailang had set an example for him, so without everyone urging him, he took out the murder weapon himself.

But unlike Jiao Tailang, he took it out from his crotch.

"Sorry for the embarrassment," he hummed.

This was a very large screwdriver, and there was still residual blood on the blade, as if silently accusing how tragic this stab was last night.

The fatty was very familiar with screwdrivers and knew that if this stab were to hit someone's eye, that person would probably be done for.

As for ghosts, he didn't know much about them, but it seemed that they wouldn't feel good either, otherwise they wouldn't have run away immediately and skipped work for the whole night.

Everyone looked at the screwdriver, then turned their heads to look at the broadsword in Jiao Tailang's hand, and swallowed secretly.

"Wei Jinting is from Building 3, and Jiao Tailang is from Building 2." Wan Yuanning turned her head and said, "You guys from Building 1, is it also..."

Her voice, like her, made people feel very comfortable. The only strange thing was that when others met her eyes, she would always look away.

It wasn't so much that she didn't like it, but rather... that she wasn't used to it.

Secretly staring at this woman a few times, first at her face, and then at her figure that was even more outstanding than her face, Jiang Cheng's inner flame was ignited again.

The fatty glanced at the doctor inadvertently and felt that spring had arrived.

"It... it's me." A small voice sounded. Chu Jiu raised her hand, but when she raised it halfway, she seemed to think it was too childish, so she paused and prepared to put it down again.

But before she could let go, she felt her arm being held up by a strong hand. She looked over in confusion and found a face as clear as the breeze and the bright moon.

Jiang Cheng looked at her eyes gently and said very gentlemanly, "Little Chu Jiu, be bolder." He suddenly became excited, "You can do it!"

Chu Jiu was startled by him. In the end, Xu Yi came up and knocked Jiang Cheng's hand away, "Take your hand away!" she said coldly.

Jiang Cheng smacked his lips and walked back with lingering interest, giving Chu Jiu a wink before leaving, not caring about what everyone thought of him.

Regarding this, the fatty had once calmly talked to him about it, telling him not to be so thirsty in the nightmare.

At that time, the fatty swallowed and said, "Doctor, have some shame." He paused, "At least a little."