Li Bai has arrived, just like that, quietly, so quietly that no one was prepared for it.

  Li Bai is now hanging on that board filled with broken rules, a thumb-thick long nail driven deep into his heart. His head is drooping to the side, his bulging eyes bloodshot, his gray-red tongue stiffly sticking out of his mouth, his hands stretched forward like chicken cws, and his feet, cd in bck cotton shoes, slightly bent inward.

  The innkeeper dropped the rag in his hand, raised his head, and stammered out a pitiful sound, "Dead... dead... person..."

  Wu Mi and Xue Quan were pressed against the wall, unable to react for a long time, standing there in a daze.

  Yan Hua came out with the two guys carrying the corpse, walking while impatiently scolding, "It's not like you haven't seen a dead person before; what's with the fuss?" Yan Hua's voice suddenly stopped. She looked at Li Bai with a pale face, her body almost unable to stand. The two guys carrying the corpse were also on the verge of colpsing, but Wu Mi never expected that Xue Quan would be the first to faint.

  Xiao Qing walked down from the 2nd floor, yawning as she walked. When she noticed the strange atmosphere, she stopped and asked, "What are you all standing around for?"

  No one answered her.

  "Why is everyone suddenly mute?" Xiao Qing suddenly felt that the situation was getting serious.

  Yan Hua turned her head away and said irritably, "Are you blind?"

  Xiao Qing's heart was pierced with pain, and she didn't speak again but slowly walked down.

  "Yan Hua..." The innkeeper′s throat seemed to be choked by something, and he said somewhat indistinctly, "What should we do?"

  "Take it to the 3rd floor." As she said this, Yan Hua lowered her head.

  Xiao Qing's face turned pale, her hands tightly gripping her skirt, her pale teeth gently biting her red lips.

  "Xiao Qing, what's going on?" Xue Quan squeezed out a sentence through clenched teeth, his face dark.

  Xiao Qing remained silent, still biting her lip. Ever since she heard Xue Quan mention Li Bai, she had kept this posture.

  The candlelight flickered for a moment, and Xue Quan quickly reached out to shield it, gncing around. The hall on the 1st floor was usually empty at this time, so no one would notice the two of them there. However, the gap in the inn's door seemed a bit wider, allowing the restless cold wind to blow in, almost extinguishing the candle.

  "Are you sure that the corpse you wrapped in the white cloth was Li Bai?" Xiao Qing suddenly looked up at Xue Quan.

  "Definitely!" Xue Quan said this while gncing around again.

  "Then how did Li Bai suddenly appear on that pnk? If Li Bai is here, then whose corpse is in the white cloth?" Xiao Qing raised his head and looked at the hanging pnk again.

  "I also find it strange; it almost scared me to death today." Xue Quan shrank back a bit; he was indeed quite scared during the day.

  "Could it be Yan Hua and the others...?" Xiao Qing was specuting about the sequence of events.

  "Are you saying that these things were pnned by Yan Hua and the others?" Xue Quan stroked his dirty beard and nodded in agreement.

  "Hmph! We'll just wait and see." Xiao Qing bit her lip hard.

  On the other side.

  "Who exactly are Xiao Qing and Xue Quan?" The waiter sat on a stool, fiddling with a rag, and said.

  "I think they don't come with good intentions!" One of the porters carrying a body said fiercely.

  "Exactly!" Another porter carrying a body smmed his fist heavily on the table.

  Yan Hua reached out and gently stroked her face, revealing an indescribable smirk. "It seems that what must come will eventually come." She suddenly recalled the corpse wrapped in white cloth, that face... it was not just familiar.

  Wu Mi turned around, stopped, and looked back. No one had followed him this time; he could finally step onto the 3rd floor's floorboards by himself.

  Every door and window in each room was carved so exquisitely that one couldn't help but envy these dead people. Wu Mi carefully took each step, determined to see the 3rd floor clearly this time. He cautiously held the candle mp, meticulously examining every door and window on both sides, making sure not to miss a single room.

  "You finally came." The voice lingered in the corridor on the 3rd floor, and Wu Mi turned around in terror...