Big Zhuang leaned in to take a look, and when he saw the style of the watch, his eyes suddenly widened. He quickly snatched the watch from Bai Lixin’s hand, “Fuck! Isn’t this the Black Angel?!”
Bai Lixin: “?”
Big Zhuang gave Bai Lixin a look as if he were looking at a country bumpkin. “You don’t know this watch?”
Bai Lixin shook his head. “I don’t know, I’ve never seen it. What’s so special about this watch?”
“Plenty,” Big Zhuang nodded seriously. “It’s very expensive!”
Bai Lixin: “…”
Little Monster: “Hey, a money-lover!”
Big Zhuang carefully wiped away the stains on the watch with the corner of his clothes. The watch seemed to have been thrown here for some time, but after cleaning, it looked as good as new. The surface was a sleek black, with a slight matte texture, and the light from the flashlight created a starry haze on the metal surface.
“Wow,” Big Zhuang exclaimed, “it’s indeed a world-famous watch worth 80 million. It’s extraordinary, isn’t it?”
“Let me see the watch,” Bai Lixin said calmly, extending his hand towards Big Zhuang. Although Big Zhuang was a bit reluctant, he rubbed the dial a few times and handed the watch to Bai Lixin. “Here, be careful. This watch is very expensive.”
Big Zhuang emphasized the last part.
Bai Lixin examined the watch in his hand and compared it with the system time. Considering the wear and tear, the watch hadn’t been in this garbage heap for long. Everything seemed normal, and the hands on the dial moved steadily and orderly. He checked with the system time, and it matched perfectly.
It seemed that the watch had appeared here within the last week.
Someone had been here before Big Zhuang.
As Bai Lixin tucked the watch into his pocket, Big Zhuang quickly asked, “What are you doing? You’re not thinking of keeping this watch for yourself, right? Let me tell you, you better not have any ideas like that. The Black Angel series is limited to fifty pieces worldwide, and each one has its own unique number. The buyer’s information is tied to the number. If someone tries to sell it, the after-sales terminal will immediately verify the seller’s identity. If the seller’s identity doesn’t match the registered buyer’s, the after-sales will immediately report to the police.”
“For such a valuable thing, we… no, you could end up behind bars.”
Bai Lixin: “ I’ll report it to the police after we get out and return the watch to its owner.”
Relieved that he saved a lamb from going astray, Big Zhuang said, “That’s good. But I didn’t expect to see a real Black Angel watch in this place. How could it be buried here?”
“It could be stolen goods. A thief might have stolen the watch and couldn’t find a way to sell it, so he hid the watch here. Or it could be the owner of the watch who discarded It here,” Bai Lixin speculated.
Big Zhuang: “I think the first possibility is more likely. It was definitely stolen. People who own these limited edition watches are either rich or wealthy. How could someone of such status come to a place like this personally? Hehe, by helping this mysterious big shot find the watch, we might get lots of rewards as thanks.”
As Big Zhuang spoke, he began to daydream about his wonderful life.
Bai Lixin ruthlessly poured a bucket of cold water on his fantasies. “Let’s first figure out how to find Mr. Mouse and Red and then leave this place.”
Big Zhuang’s smile disappeared instantly. “…”
‘Well, talk about pouring cold water on the excitement!’
Bai Lixin stood up supporting his knees. “They shouldn’t be on this floor. Let’s go.”
Turning around, his flashlight traced an arc in the dark building, and froze at a certain spot. “…”
The hemp rope that should have been hanging outside the main hall had somehow appeared on the beam just ten meters away from them.
There was no wind around, but the hemp rope swayed rhythmically back and forth, making no sound.
After glancing at the swaying hemp rope, Bai Lixin quickly lowered the flashlight. Big Zhuang, who hadn’t noticed the rope’s strangeness, just followed Bai Lixin, asking in a hushed voice, “Which floor are we going to?”
Bai Lixin: “People go up, water flows down. Let’s go up first.”
Big Zhuang: “?”
‘Is that an ancient saying used as a reference?
Whatever! Let’s just go!’
The stairwell was nearby, and each held a flashlight. Bai Lixin used one from his backpack, while Big Zhuang used the exploration tools he brought.
They went from the fourth floor to the fifth, found nothing on the fifth, and ascended to the sixth.
From the sixth to the seventh, one more floor up would be the top floor.
Big Zhuang followed Bai Lixin the entire way, not daring to look back.
Whether it was psychological or not, he felt like something was following them.
But a voice inside kept telling him, “Don’t look back, don’t look back, absolutely don’t look back.”
He stiffened his neck, silently following Bai Lixin, and the ghost audience in the livestream gradually increased to over five hundred.
The seventh floor revealed nothing. Only the top floor remained.
Big Zhuang maintained patience while searching for the two, showing no signs of impatience despite the prolonged search. He quietly followed Bai Lixin, observing the young man in front of him.
Unlike his own paddling, the young man was genuinely searching.
He was daring and composed, never arrogant or impatient, with no hint of fear on his face from start to finish.
A man focused on his work is truly charming.
If the man also happened to be good-looking, he would be a shining figure at the top of the pyramid.
The young man’s exquisite face was like an expensive art exhibit, which momentarily made Big Zhuang forget the chilling atmosphere.
In a trance, he stared at the young man diligently searching, and saw the young man shift his gaze from a corner and turning around to face him.
The young man’s eyes clearly glanced behind him, and his usually calm face froze for a moment.
Big Zhuang immediately became nervous, his scalp replaced by numbness. “Wha-what’s wrong?”
The young man withdrew his gaze. “Nothing. There’s nothing on this floor. Let’s go to the eighth floor.”
Big Zhuang: “…”
‘How could there be nothing?!
That wasn’t the look of someone who saw nothing!
There must be something behind me!
But should I turn around?’
Big Zhuang gulped, a drop of cold sweat sliding down his forehead.
Just then, the young man’s calm voice reached his ears. “Don’t turn around.”
A drop of cold sweat trailed down Big Zhuang’s cheek to his chin.
‘There is indeed something behind me!
So, is there a ghost behind me?’
People are contradictory; the more someone tells them not to do something, the more curious some become.
The more Bai Lixin insisted he not turn around, the more Big Zhuang wanted to know what was behind him.
As a supernatural anchor who had watched many supernatural movies, he was aware of this taboo.
Taking a deep breath, Big Zhuang suppressed the urge to turn around.
No turning back.
Turning back meant courting death.
He didn’t want to die.
So he couldn’t look back.
Yes, that’s how it is.
“Brother Zhuang.” Red Hair’s trembling voice suddenly came from behind.
“Hey, I’m here!” Hearing his companion’s voice, Big Zhuang instantly threw all warnings out of his mind, and abruptly turned his head.
The next second, he felt a chill under his neck, and a pain and a sense of suffocation came from the neck.
Something had looped around his neck and forcefully pulled him into the air.
His feet were dangling, and Big Zhuang kicked wildly, instinctively reaching for whatever was binding his neck.
The moment his hand grasped the object, Big Zhuang felt the rough and dry texture in his palm.
It felt like a hemp rope.
Hemp rope?
Didn’t they see a hemp rope on the fourth floor?
In his panic, Big Zhuang glanced around and finally saw the thick and tight hemp rope above.
The loop of the hemp rope around his neck began to tighten, pulling Big Zhuang towards the ceiling.
The suffocation and pain made Big Zhuang extremely uncomfortable. He struggled like a suffocating fish, his vision becoming dark and blurry due to lack of oxygen, and the whites of his eyes uncontrollably rolled upward.
It was Xiao Ming.
It must be the young man who hanged himself.
He was claiming his life, trying to take him away and then him into a ghost companion!
Just when Big Zhuang was falling into the despair of death, he vaguely heard a sound breaking through the air. The next moment, he felt a loosening around his neck, and his body uncontrollably fell straight down.
With a cry, Big Zhuang instinctively closed his eyes and protected his head.
But the expected pain didn’t come. Big Zhuang only felt a strong force supporting his back, and then his body landed steadily on the ground.
He opened his eyes in confusion, and the scene before him shocked him.
The young man had somehow produced a scythe. The scythe was entirely white, shimmering with a layer of translucent light.
The gleaming white light shone all around and enveloped the young man at the same time.
The young man’s clothes rustled without wind, emitting a faint sound.
After twirling the scythe in his hand, the young man lifted his head to look at the ceiling. His calm eyes now carried a hint of murderous intent.
Big Zhuang subconsciously followed Bai Lixin’s gaze and looked up. He saw a hemp rope hanging from the beam above, split into two pieces. The broken ends quickly joined together in the blink of an eye, forming a complete loop.
Then the loop dangled in front of them, gradually turned semi-transparent, and finally completely disappeared under their gaze.
Only then did Bai Lixin turn to Big Zhuang. “Are you okay?”
After a moment of confusion, Big Zhuang felt the reality of surviving a disaster. He quickly shook his head. “I’m fine, thank you.”
His eyes involuntarily fell on the glowing scythe behind the young man. Big Zhuang hesitated and asked, “Who are you exactly? Um, are you really human? Could you be a ghost messenger or something?”
As a supernatural anchor, he had explored many works related to the supernatural and supernatural beings, and instantly associated Bai Lixin with Black and White Wuchang.
The more he looked, the more he was convinced of his speculation!
‘How can an ordinary human look this good?
And be so bold and skilled in fighting?
If this guy wasn’t some ghost-catching reaper, I’ll livestream eating my keyboard!’
Big Zhuang leaned in to take a look, and when he saw the style of the watch, his eyes suddenly widened. He quickly snatched the watch from Bai Lixin’s hand, “Fuck! Isn’t this the Black Angel?!”
Bai Lixin: “?”
Big Zhuang gave Bai Lixin a look as if he were looking at a country bumpkin. “You don’t know this watch?”
Bai Lixin shook his head. “I don’t know, I’ve never seen it. What’s so special about this watch?”
“Plenty,” Big Zhuang nodded seriously. “It’s very expensive!”
Bai Lixin: “…”
Little Monster: “Hey, a money-lover!”
Big Zhuang carefully wiped away the stains on the watch with the corner of his clothes. The watch seemed to have been thrown here for some time, but after cleaning, it looked as good as new. The surface was a sleek black, with a slight matte texture, and the light from the flashlight created a starry haze on the metal surface.
“Wow,” Big Zhuang exclaimed, “it’s indeed a world-famous watch worth 80 million. It’s extraordinary, isn’t it?”
“Let me see the watch,” Bai Lixin said calmly, extending his hand towards Big Zhuang. Although Big Zhuang was a bit reluctant, he rubbed the dial a few times and handed the watch to Bai Lixin. “Here, be careful. This watch is very expensive.”
Big Zhuang emphasized the last part.
Bai Lixin examined the watch in his hand and compared it with the system time. Considering the wear and tear, the watch hadn’t been in this garbage heap for long. Everything seemed normal, and the hands on the dial moved steadily and orderly. He checked with the system time, and it matched perfectly.
It seemed that the watch had appeared here within the last week.
Someone had been here before Big Zhuang.
As Bai Lixin tucked the watch into his pocket, Big Zhuang quickly asked, “What are you doing? You’re not thinking of keeping this watch for yourself, right? Let me tell you, you better not have any ideas like that. The Black Angel series is limited to fifty pieces worldwide, and each one has its own unique number. The buyer’s information is tied to the number. If someone tries to sell it, the after-sales terminal will immediately verify the seller’s identity. If the seller’s identity doesn’t match the registered buyer’s, the after-sales will immediately report to the police.”
“For such a valuable thing, we… no, you could end up behind bars.”
Bai Lixin: “ I’ll report it to the police after we get out and return the watch to its owner.”
Relieved that he saved a lamb from going astray, Big Zhuang said, “That’s good. But I didn’t expect to see a real Black Angel watch in this place. How could it be buried here?”
“It could be stolen goods. A thief might have stolen the watch and couldn’t find a way to sell it, so he hid the watch here. Or it could be the owner of the watch who discarded It here,” Bai Lixin speculated.
Big Zhuang: “I think the first possibility is more likely. It was definitely stolen. People who own these limited edition watches are either rich or wealthy. How could someone of such status come to a place like this personally? Hehe, by helping this mysterious big shot find the watch, we might get lots of rewards as thanks.”
As Big Zhuang spoke, he began to daydream about his wonderful life.
Bai Lixin ruthlessly poured a bucket of cold water on his fantasies. “Let’s first figure out how to find Mr. Mouse and Red and then leave this place.”
Big Zhuang’s smile disappeared instantly. “…”
‘Well, talk about pouring cold water on the excitement!’
Bai Lixin stood up supporting his knees. “They shouldn’t be on this floor. Let’s go.”
Turning around, his flashlight traced an arc in the dark building, and froze at a certain spot. “…”
The hemp rope that should have been hanging outside the main hall had somehow appeared on the beam just ten meters away from them.
There was no wind around, but the hemp rope swayed rhythmically back and forth, making no sound.
After glancing at the swaying hemp rope, Bai Lixin quickly lowered the flashlight. Big Zhuang, who hadn’t noticed the rope’s strangeness, just followed Bai Lixin, asking in a hushed voice, “Which floor are we going to?”
Bai Lixin: “People go up, water flows down. Let’s go up first.”
Big Zhuang: “?”
‘Is that an ancient saying used as a reference?
Whatever! Let’s just go!’
The stairwell was nearby, and each held a flashlight. Bai Lixin used one from his backpack, while Big Zhuang used the exploration tools he brought.
They went from the fourth floor to the fifth, found nothing on the fifth, and ascended to the sixth.
From the sixth to the seventh, one more floor up would be the top floor.
Big Zhuang followed Bai Lixin the entire way, not daring to look back.
Whether it was psychological or not, he felt like something was following them.
But a voice inside kept telling him, “Don’t look back, don’t look back, absolutely don’t look back.”
He stiffened his neck, silently following Bai Lixin, and the ghost audience in the livestream gradually increased to over five hundred.
The seventh floor revealed nothing. Only the top floor remained.
Big Zhuang maintained patience while searching for the two, showing no signs of impatience despite the prolonged search. He quietly followed Bai Lixin, observing the young man in front of him.
Unlike his own paddling, the young man was genuinely searching.
He was daring and composed, never arrogant or impatient, with no hint of fear on his face from start to finish.
A man focused on his work is truly charming.
If the man also happened to be good-looking, he would be a shining figure at the top of the pyramid.
The young man’s exquisite face was like an expensive art exhibit, which momentarily made Big Zhuang forget the chilling atmosphere.
In a trance, he stared at the young man diligently searching, and saw the young man shift his gaze from a corner and turning around to face him.
The young man’s eyes clearly glanced behind him, and his usually calm face froze for a moment.
Big Zhuang immediately became nervous, his scalp replaced by numbness. “Wha-what’s wrong?”
The young man withdrew his gaze. “Nothing. There’s nothing on this floor. Let’s go to the eighth floor.”
Big Zhuang: “…”
‘How could there be nothing?!
That wasn’t the look of someone who saw nothing!
There must be something behind me!
But should I turn around?’
Big Zhuang gulped, a drop of cold sweat sliding down his forehead.
Just then, the young man’s calm voice reached his ears. “Don’t turn around.”
A drop of cold sweat trailed down Big Zhuang’s cheek to his chin.
‘There is indeed something behind me!
So, is there a ghost behind me?’
People are contradictory; the more someone tells them not to do something, the more curious some become.
The more Bai Lixin insisted he not turn around, the more Big Zhuang wanted to know what was behind him.
As a supernatural anchor who had watched many supernatural movies, he was aware of this taboo.
Taking a deep breath, Big Zhuang suppressed the urge to turn around.
No turning back.
Turning back meant courting death.
He didn’t want to die.
So he couldn’t look back.
Yes, that’s how it is.
“Brother Zhuang.” Red Hair’s trembling voice suddenly came from behind.
“Hey, I’m here!” Hearing his companion’s voice, Big Zhuang instantly threw all warnings out of his mind, and abruptly turned his head.
The next second, he felt a chill under his neck, and a pain and a sense of suffocation came from the neck.
Something had looped around his neck and forcefully pulled him into the air.
His feet were dangling, and Big Zhuang kicked wildly, instinctively reaching for whatever was binding his neck.
The moment his hand grasped the object, Big Zhuang felt the rough and dry texture in his palm.
It felt like a hemp rope.
Hemp rope?
Didn’t they see a hemp rope on the fourth floor?
In his panic, Big Zhuang glanced around and finally saw the thick and tight hemp rope above.
The loop of the hemp rope around his neck began to tighten, pulling Big Zhuang towards the ceiling.
The suffocation and pain made Big Zhuang extremely uncomfortable. He struggled like a suffocating fish, his vision becoming dark and blurry due to lack of oxygen, and the whites of his eyes uncontrollably rolled upward.
It was Xiao Ming.
It must be the young man who hanged himself.
He was claiming his life, trying to take him away and then him into a ghost companion!
Just when Big Zhuang was falling into the despair of death, he vaguely heard a sound breaking through the air. The next moment, he felt a loosening around his neck, and his body uncontrollably fell straight down.
With a cry, Big Zhuang instinctively closed his eyes and protected his head.
But the expected pain didn’t come. Big Zhuang only felt a strong force supporting his back, and then his body landed steadily on the ground.
He opened his eyes in confusion, and the scene before him shocked him.
The young man had somehow produced a scythe. The scythe was entirely white, shimmering with a layer of translucent light.
The gleaming white light shone all around and enveloped the young man at the same time.
The young man’s clothes rustled without wind, emitting a faint sound.
After twirling the scythe in his hand, the young man lifted his head to look at the ceiling. His calm eyes now carried a hint of murderous intent.
Big Zhuang subconsciously followed Bai Lixin’s gaze and looked up. He saw a hemp rope hanging from the beam above, split into two pieces. The broken ends quickly joined together in the blink of an eye, forming a complete loop.
Then the loop dangled in front of them, gradually turned semi-transparent, and finally completely disappeared under their gaze.
Only then did Bai Lixin turn to Big Zhuang. “Are you okay?”
After a moment of confusion, Big Zhuang felt the reality of surviving a disaster. He quickly shook his head. “I’m fine, thank you.”
His eyes involuntarily fell on the glowing scythe behind the young man. Big Zhuang hesitated and asked, “Who are you exactly? Um, are you really human? Could you be a ghost messenger or something?”
As a supernatural anchor, he had explored many works related to the supernatural and supernatural beings, and instantly associated Bai Lixin with Black and White Wuchang.
The more he looked, the more he was convinced of his speculation!
‘How can an ordinary human look this good?
And be so bold and skilled in fighting?
If this guy wasn’t some ghost-catching reaper, I’ll livestream eating my keyboard!’
