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The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

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"Did you notice that the background music has changed?" Bai Buhui looked at the rowdy visitors. This was the first time that he had spoken, and his voice was cold and detached like he did not care about anything or anyone.

"This means that the game has started, right? We have limited time. Let's not waste time at the entrance anymore and go find those oil paintings." The anxious shorty walked ahead. There was only curiosity in his eyes but no fear.

"Buhui, don't mind him. This buddy of mine is a straight shooter." Liu Gang stood in the middle of the group. The many visitors gave him a sense of security. "You can call him Little Ghost. The tall, thin one next to him is called Big Ghost, and the girl in short dress is Sister Ghost. The trio are outdoor livestream experts on our platform. It's an everyday thing for them to spend a night at graves and morgues."

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