Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

Chapter 564 [Domain - Second Gate] The Ghost's Purpose

Not long ago, in another world.

The night outside the window was as dark as ink, and a wave of drowsiness washed over Du Tingfeng.

He glanced at his watch, then called Xu Sandao to his feet and gestured for him to come and watch the warehouse.

Neither of them had much energy to talk. After exchanging a glance, Du Tingfeng walked to the recliner, intending to quickly replenish his strength.

But as soon as he sat down, his eyes snapped open and he looked at the table in front of him!

"Jingle Bell--"

A sharp ringing sound suddenly broke the silence of the night.

This wasn't their cell phone ringing; it was the landline belonging to the funeral home, which was placed at the front desk!

"Jingle Bell--"

Who called?

The drowsiness in his mind vanished instantly. Du Tingfeng picked up the microphone, a vague answer already in his mind:

"Hey?"

"......"

There was no sound on the other end of the line.

Du Tingfeng turned on the speakerphone and waited quietly for someone to speak on the other end.

A few seconds later, a voice with a heavy accent mumbled indistinctly:

"How's business?"

really.

Just as he had guessed, it was indeed the ghost from Zhou Liang's house, the one who had called to mock them before.

"......"

No one answered; the question was clearly malicious.

But the ghost continued speaking to itself:

Do you want to leave?

"I can help you."

A lot of nonsense.

Du Tingfeng was about to refuse when he suddenly paused.

This ghost had never called before; something was definitely amiss. It couldn't have just been kindly offering them a solution.

More importantly, it's about knowing the purpose behind this ghost.

"...How can you help?" He raised his voice slightly.

"It's very simple."

A series of stuttering, stiff laughs came from the other end of the phone, not like a human laugh, but like something mimicking human laughter, sending chills down my spine.

“If I say you can get out, then you can.”

"But before that, call Feng Yao and remind her of one thing."

Feng Yao?

How could this ghost know Feng Yao?

Its answer was completely unexpected, and Du Tingfeng couldn't help but ask, "Remind her of what?"

After a short silence.

It opened its mouth slowly.

Each word was spoken haltingly, without a trace of emotion, as if a dead person were reciting:

"Don't wait any longer."

"You will die tonight."

Upon hearing these words, Du Tingfeng's expression changed instantly!

He hadn't forgotten that the first prophecy Feng Yao had seen said she would die on the third day after entering the house.

But the ghost in Zhou Liang's house, under the guise of a warning, informed them that Feng Yao's death was coming sooner than expected!

Tonight... is it early morning, now; or late at night.

Before he could answer, Du Tingfeng saw Xu Sandao silently shake his head at him.

Don't believe it.

“No,” Du Tingfeng said immediately.

There was a mumble on the other end of the phone, and then the call was abruptly disconnected.

"Beep...beep..."

Du Tingfeng put the microphone back, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

"There's something wrong with that statement."

Xu Sandao walked over, yawned, and said, "The way he told us to pass on the message was the same as when he wished us good business before, it sounded like he was chanting a spell."

Moreover, the content is full of malice.

However, their "business is going well" statement was only later verified; but Feng Yao's statement was no longer an act.

"There's a problem..."

Du Tingfeng said softly, "Why does it want to go find Feng Yao?"

"Of all the people who entered the domain, it insisted on cursing Feng Yao to die in advance, and even disguised it as a suggestion."

"In other words, in order to achieve this goal, it is even willing to help us contact the outside world..."

"That's not necessarily true." Xu Sandao shook his head: "We tried before, and we couldn't make the call at all."

The phone call must be interfered with by a ghost in order to go through.

He gave an example, saying that the ghosts in Zhou Liang's house were like a transit point, and perhaps their words could be altered.

In the end, they got nothing useful; all that got out was the phrase, "You will die tonight."

But here’s the problem:

Why can't this ghost just call Feng Yao directly?