Chapter 45

Thump—

The figure that stood straight like a spear jumped another step toward this side. Behind Ning Zhe was the ghost that was getting closer and closer, and in front of him was a bright red figure that was hazy like fog. It was none other than He Nianjun who had appeared in the He Mansion lobby.

Ning Zhe subconsciously turned around, wanting to leave from other directions, but as his body turned, the girl wearing a wedding dress and wrapped in red cloth also 'moved' to the corresponding direction, standing in front of Ning Zhe without any deviation.

"What's going on..." Ning Zhe frowned slightly, turned around again, but He Nianjun was still standing in front of him.

After several attempts, Ning Zhe found that no matter how his line of sight turned, He Nianjun was always in front of him, as if a stain was stuck on the lens of the camera, so no matter what place this camera was shooting, a shadow would be blurred on the photo.

He Nianjun was this shadow of fire red that couldn't be dispersed.

"She doesn't exist in this world, but exists in my eyes?" Ning Zhe quickly understood the current situation.

Thump—

The ghost behind jumped a step closer. Understanding the current situation, Ning Zhe didn't hesitate anymore, ran forward holding the umbrella. The street lamp on that side had been turned off by him when he came.

But before running a few steps, a terrifying scene happened.

Ning Zhe found that with his forward steps, the red shadow that only existed in his field of vision was actually growing larger, as if he were actively approaching her.

And this active approach seemed to trigger some special mechanism, and the red shadow that was originally standing in place also began to move and walked toward him.

The girl's figure was graceful, her gold-locked robes swaying. There was no wind in the sealed Bishuiwan Manor, but the hair by her ears was fluttering with the wind. Ning Zhe didn't dare to move forward rashly, staring fixedly at He Nianjun's figure walking closer and closer, and the ghost behind was also getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, he discovered something.

Ning Zhe, who had his back to the street lamp, saw a huge shadow projected on the lawn. It was himself holding an umbrella, like a black mushroom. The mushroom cap was the parasol in his hand, and below it were his own two legs.

"Could it be?"

A flash of inspiration crossed Ning Zhe's mind, and he figured it out. Without hesitation, Ning Zhe squatted down, and squatted on the ground holding the umbrella just like that.

The light of the street lamp fell gently, projecting a round shadow on the lawn. It seemed that there was no difference, but what was different was that the ghost's footsteps stopped.

Thump—

It was the sound of feet landing again, but this time after landing, it never sounded again.

In the monitoring room on the first floor of the castle, Feng Yushu covered her mouth with both hands, staring dead at the scene before her eyes in disbelief.

What the monitoring probe captured was a silent picture. Under the street lamp outside the castle, two silent figures were illuminated. Ning Zhe squatted on the ground holding an umbrella, his body completely covered by the wide umbrella surface. On the other side of the picture, a person who stood straight not like a living person stood behind him, with a terrified scream remaining before death, and distorted facial features staring dead at the parasol with lace edges in front of him.

Time passed second by second, and the ghost just stood there, motionless.

"It lost its target." Ning Zhe's voice came from the headset: "Tell me where the circuit breaker is, hurry."

Feng Yushu woke up from a dream and hurriedly replied: "Walk along the wall from your current position, stop after encountering the 2nd or 3rd mythical beast statue, find the triangular area between two outer walls, and the circuit breaker for the indoor power grid is inside."

"OK." Ning Zhe hissed, maintaining the squatting posture, and moved his steps carefully while his body was completely covered by the umbrella cap, arrived under the light pole, and turned off the street lamp.

In an instant, the surroundings fell into darkness.

Safe. Ning Zhe slowly lowered the umbrella, turned his head to observe the ghost staying not far away, and found that it was still standing upright in place motionless, and didn't follow. After another few minutes, this corpse possessed by the ghost lost its support and collapsed with a bang.

"The ghost is gone." Ning Zhe said softly: "Auntie, you be careful too, it might be looking for you." Feng Yushu heard this and immediately lowered her head to look at her feet, carefully adjusting her standing posture and the angle of holding the umbrella, hiding all her shadows under the cover of the umbrella surface.

"This ghost doesn't have normal vision. It can't see living people, it can only see the shadows left by people when they are illuminated by light. So once we hide our bodies completely in the dark, it's no different from being blind." Ning Zhe said, recalling the first scene.

At the same time the ghost appeared in the manor, all the lighting facilities in the entire manor lit up without exception.

"This is not a coincidence..." Ning Zhe had the answer in his heart: "Someone is deliberately creating a killing environment suitable for it, and even this ghost itself might have been put in here by someone."

Who put a ghost into the manor? And why do that? Ning Zhe looked up at the fresh red shadow standing gracefully in front of him, and had the answer in his heart.

He Nianjun, wearing a wedding dress, stood quietly in front of Ning Zhe. She didn't say a word, opened her chest, and took out an old, simple, but undamaged old almanac from her arms.

On the old almanac, the graceful handwriting seemed to be written by her own hand: 【Lunar April 22】

【Suitable: Marriage, Travel, Moving, Breaking Ground, Burial, Sacrifice】

【Taboo: Taking Office, Removing Insects, Seeing Life】

Ning Zhe opened his phone and glanced at the time: 2018-06-06, Lunar April 23, 00:09 AM.

A new day has arrived, it's time to flip the almanac.

Ning Zhe looked at He Nianjun's pale, paper-like delicate face and her slender, fragile wrists, and finally remembered the thing that had been selectively ignored by himself:

After the wandering ghost 'Taiyi' was killed, he was the only person in the world who possessed the identity of 'Taiyi'.

Similarly, after the Serpent God 'Zhaoyou' was killed, who was the only person in the world who possessed the identity of 'Zhaoyou'? The answer was still himself.

In the monitoring room, Feng Yushu looked at the picture displayed on the screen in confusion. In the darkness, she could only barely distinguish a standing figure. Ning Zhe stood there quietly, reaching out his hand as if stroking something, but there was nothing in front of him.

"Ning Zhe, what are you doing?" Feng Yushu asked cautiously.

"Nothing." Ning Zhe said lightly: "I'll go turn off the circuit breaker immediately. You be careful too, try not to use lighters and matches, and don't drink alcohol, or break the trees and flowers in the manor."

"Eh... but why?" Feng Yushu was confused and curious.

"Just do as I say." Ning Zhe's tone was still flat: "Trust me, okay?"

Feng Yushu was silent for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I trust you."

She decided to trust everything Ning Zhe said unconditionally, just like in He Family Village.

After telling Feng Yushu, Ning Zhe breathed a sigh of relief. He woke up slightly, and his line of sight fell on He Nianjun again.

Her delicate and fair hands, like spring onions, held the withered and old almanac, and a soft index finger pinched a page of paper that had just been flipped up. The page of the almanac below was the good and bad luck of today:

【Lunar April 23】

【Suitable: Marriage, Moving Earth, Planting, Placing Clothes, Accepting Wealth】

【Taboo: Drinking Alcohol, Starting Fire, Logging, Building Embankments, Building Houses】

(End of chapter)