“Okay, but I still can't figure out where the path to survival is in this mission. And what's the purpose of that ghost play?" Jiang Cheng's words revealed a deep sense of helplessness.

Lin Wan'er replied upon seeing this, "I'm not very clear either, but I think the so-called ghost play is definitely for ghosts to watch. That is to say, the ghost play will attract ghosts during its performance, and we must avoid it. When the ghost play ends and the grievances of these ghosts are appeased, we will be safe."

"Let's hope so," Jiang Cheng replied.

"Remember, you must leave the room before 12 o'clock and get rid of the ghost disguised as Number 10, otherwise you will be trapped here forever," Lin Wan'er emphasized. "I'll wait for you in front of the elevator on the right."

Without much lingering, the two ended their conversation perfectly.

Jiang Cheng looked over the information he got from "Lin Wan'er," then deleted some important information, leaving only what he needed, and prepared to carry out the next plan.

He slowly stood up and moved his numb limbs slightly. He suddenly noticed out of the corner of his eye that there was a pair of slippers quietly placed near him, next to the corner.

Like a pair of evil ghosts' eyes, staring at him.

They were Fatty's slippers, but they should be by the bed. Jiang Cheng didn't even notice when they moved here.

His strong mental fortitude kept his face unchanged. He picked up his phone and walked towards the bed. As expected, Fatty was lying on the bed at the moment, looking like he was sleeping soundly.

"Fatty," Jiang Cheng reached out and patted Fatty's shoulder.

In the next second, Fatty suddenly woke up, looking around in panic. "What's wrong? Are the ghosts knocking on the door again? Doctor, we must not open the door. They're all fake! The people outside are all fake!"

Seeing how well Fatty could act, Jiang Cheng felt relieved and comforted him, "No, no one's here, but I have something to tell you." Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, his face becoming vaguely unnatural. "You were right. Lin Wan'er is indeed a ghost. She just sent me a message and actually slandered you as a ghost in order to sow discord between us and trick me out to kill me!"

Fatty's face changed drastically upon hearing this. "Sure enough, Boss Lin...Boss Lin is really a ghost!"

"Yes, it can be confirmed. In this mission, besides you who came with me, everyone else is a ghost," Jiang Cheng continued to act with Fatty, paving the way for extracting information next.

After speaking, he handed over his phone. Jiang Cheng had already cleared the important information, leaving only some of Lin Wan'er's accusations against Fatty.

"Doctor, I think these ghosts disguised as Boss Lin and the others should be the people who were burned to death in this hotel mentioned in the newspaper. Their souls linger and occupy this place," Fatty said, looking up. "Tonight's ghost play is prepared for these ghosts. We must not approach it. No, we must absolutely not leave the room!"

"As long as we don't open the door and stay in the room, those ghosts can't harm us. When the ghost play is over and the grievances of those ghosts are appeased, our mission will be over."

"Okay, let's do as you say," Jiang Cheng said, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking very cooperative.

Suddenly, Jiang Cheng seemed to notice something strange. His brow furrowed slightly, and he immediately looked towards the door. Seeing this, Fatty immediately stood up from the bed and asked warily, "What's wrong?"

"I seem to hear someone calling me," Jiang Cheng said in an uncertain tone.

After speaking, Jiang Cheng stood up, pretending to go and take a look, but as expected, he was stopped by Fatty. "Doctor, don't go. You get back on the bed. I'll go and take a look for you."

Without explanation, Fatty pulled Jiang Cheng onto the bed. The slippers were scattered on the ground. After Fatty got out of bed, he didn't move immediately, but first found his slippers and put them on. Then, he tidied up Jiang Cheng's slippers and put them together neatly before walking towards the door.

The moment Fatty turned around, Jiang Cheng's eyes changed. He noticed something very abnormal.

Fatty had arranged his slippers, but the tips of the slippers were not facing outwards as they should be, but towards the bed.

To be precise, they were facing him.

Lin Wan'er's words appeared in his mind. He quickly glanced at the time. It wasn't time yet. It would be too dangerous to rush out now. He made a bold arrangement.

"Doctor," Fatty's voice came from behind the door, with a hint of doubt and suspicion. "Did you really hear someone calling your name? Why didn't I hear anything?"

"Maybe I was just nervous and hallucinating," Jiang Cheng quickly leaned down and turned one of the slippers that was originally facing the bed around, so that one shoe was facing in and the other was facing out. Then, as if nothing had happened, he sat back on the bed.

While he was waiting, Fatty came back, but what happened next made Jiang Cheng, who was already mentally prepared, break out in goosebumps.

In the dim light, Fatty's face was pale, his eyes were dull, and like a headless fly, he circled the bed without getting back on it. As he circled, he said, "Doctor, where are you? It's too dark. I can't find you. Doctor, where are you? It's too dark. I can't find you..."

Such a terrifying scene would probably scare someone else into screaming or even running out, but Jiang Cheng calmed down for a few seconds and continued to carry out his plan. He quickly reached out and turned the tip of the other slipper, pointing it towards the bed.

That way, the tips of the two slippers were aligned again.

After doing this, a strange scene appeared. Fatty, who had been like a headless fly, immediately stopped spinning around. He turned his head and stared straight at Jiang Cheng with his eyes. "Doctor, so you're here."

"Yeah," Jiang Cheng met Fatty's gaze calmly, as if he hadn't noticed the other person's disguise, and said very naturally, "Come up and rest. I don't think we need to have anyone stand guard tonight. No matter what happens outside, as long as we don't open the door, nothing will happen."

Fatty smiled. "Yes, that's right."

Taking off his shoes, Fatty carefully pointed the tips of his slippers towards the bed before climbing up and lying down next to Jiang Cheng. The two of them each had a pillow, and they could even feel each other's breath.

Jiang Cheng turned over and slept on his side, his face facing the closet outside the bed. His phone was hidden under the pillow because he needed to keep track of the time.

Before 12 o'clock, he had to run out.

That ghost play must not be missed!

Whether it was Fatty or Lin Wan'er, all the ghosts were instilling in him the information that the ghost play was very dangerous and must be avoided, but Jiang Cheng clearly remembered the last sentence on the newspaper: At midnight, yin and yang alternate, with the sound of gongs as the signal...the ghost play begins, the dead dispel resentment, and the living seek life.

The living...seek life!!