Bai Yanliang stopped a taxi and personally put Feng Yiru in the car.
After the incident just now, Feng Yiru seed to be deeply worried.
She also saw the skull on the truck driver’s seat, which clearly indicated that there was sothing abnormal trying to kill them.
But... why?
Why was it not soone else, but herself and Bai Yanliang?
Or perhaps, between her and Bai Yanliang, one of them was rely implicated, and the other was the real target.
Feng Yiru shared her thoughts with Bai Yanliang, but after their discussion, both fell into silence.
In reality, they hadn’t violated any taboo, and they handled matters very discreetly. Logically, no one should be targeting them.
But this incident happened nonetheless, and that truck was no accident; it was intentionally aid at them.
Who could it be?
Bai Yanliang had very few acquaintances. Besides the doctors and nurses of the psychiatric hospital, there were only people in Fog Gathering and so police officers from the Ye City Police Station.
Among them, Bai Yanliang had a good relationship with the dical staff, and his relationship with the police was quite good as well.
Thinking about it this way, could it be that soone from Fog Gathering was trying to harm him?
What could their objective be? What did they want from him?
As Bai Yanliang was contemplating while closing the car door, Feng Yiru rolled down the window, looked at him, and said:
"Starting tomorrow, she will erge. I don’t expect you to believe my words, but I trust that, with your judgnt, you can notice the clues. Please give it serious thought — what is it on you that attracts her?"
After saying this, the taxi slowly drove away from Bai Yanliang.
Watching the taxi disappear into the night, Bai Yanliang remained silent.
Feng Xiuxue... Feng Yiru.
The sa person, yet with two personalities. Feng Xiuxue claid her sister was Bai Yanren’s wife, and her purpose for getting close to Bai Yanliang was simple: to investigate Feng Yiru and Bai Yanren’s matters with him.
But... the other personality within her claid to be Feng Yiru and it was she who left in the taxi just now.
Feng Yiru’s words were strange and perplexing.
She said that ghosts are ford from the corruption of human nature, and Feng Xiuxue was the ’ghost’ she corrupted.
This statent was questionable, but regarding the point that Feng Xiuxue was a ghost, he didn’t agree. The truth was simple: Feng Yiru claid she was the true owner of the body and asked for his help to kill Feng Xiuxue in Fog Gathering.
Yet, in Fog Gathering, everyone’s na floated clearly in the void.
And the na of this body was Feng Xiuxue.
Who was the primary personality and who was the secondary personality was self-evident.
But Feng Yiru’s words didn’t seem fake. On the contrary, Feng Xiuxue’s behavior always puzzled Bai Yanliang.
Furthermore, what Feng Yiru said before leaving was very aningful.
She ntioned that sothing on him was attracting Feng Xiuxue.
This made Bai Yanliang think of the mysterious man wearing a hat just now.
The man waved at Bai Yanliang with his back turned. Bai Yanliang was sure he had never seen the man’s figure before, but his deanor was quite strange.
Did he seem to know Bai Yanliang?
If the accident just now was orchestrated by him, then what was that ghastly pale skull? How did he control the eerie skull? Clearly, he launched an attack on Bai Yanliang with a certain purpose.
What was his goal?
One had to admit, Feng Yiru’s words just now not only warned Bai Yanliang to be cautious of her other personality, Feng Xiuxue, but also provided another line of thought.
That is... maybe there is sothing on him that interested that man.
Thus, things beca simple.
Bai Yanliang’s pace was swift. Before long, he was at his doorstep.
The little black cat Allen Allan Poe was dozing, He Yige hadn’t returned yet, seemingly not planning to co back tonight, and Gao Fei had fallen asleep long ago.
Bai Yanliang quietly sat on a stone bench in the night, taking out the key he always wore around his neck.
If there was anything about him that was different from others, or sothing that could arouse envy.
Then... it must undoubtedly be the key.
Although it hadn’t shown any extraordinary characteristics apart from opening the door to Fog Gathering, just being able to do that was enough to indicate... it was not ordinary.
Yanren, what is it that you left behind...
Under the moonlight, the silvery ancient key appeared quite mysterious.
Was Feng Xiuxue after it?
Was the mysterious man with the hat also after it?
While there was no absolute certainty yet, Bai Yanliang believed it was related to it.
Bai Yanliang lowered his head, staring at the key lying quietly in his palm.
Unexpectedly, Bai Yanliang thought, the outline of the key seed... to match the strange black silhouette in his palm?
Suddenly, Bai Yanliang adjusted its position, aligning it with the black pattern on his left palm.
The sa!
Exactly the sa!
The black pattern on his palm matched the outline of the key completely, only so details were different!
Could it be... this silvery ancient key grew out of Yanren’s palm?!
If he continued executing tasks like this, would one day a real key grow out of his palm as well?!
Coupling it with Bai Yanliang’s previous speculations, Bai Yanren’s experiences finally began to reveal so clues.
Bai Yanren was indeed a mber within a space similar to "Fog Gathering"!
Moreover, based on Bai Yanliang’s speculations, Bai Yanren was the last one standing.
Because, the current Fog Gathering was also going through this phase, with the sudden changes in Fog Gathering, the mysterious door appearing in the internal space, and the outline of key patterns appearing on the palms of all survivors, all verifying his conjecture.
One door corresponds to only one key.
Could it be that when Fog Gathering reached that day, the final task would be to kill everyone except oneself?
No one could say for sure.
After all, until now, although there was a way to break the tasks in Fog Gathering, no path for escape had appeared in Fog Gathering itself.
It seed... from the mont this curse chose you, a normal life slipped away.
But if things continued like this... everyone would eventually die under unnatural circumstances.
Bai Yanliang didn’t want to reach that day. He raised his head, looking at the night sky, suddenly thinking of Yu Sheng.
Even without Fog Gathering, her life seed to be nearing its end.
She herself was well aware of that, but standing beside her, Bai Yanliang never felt any negative emotions.
She was too mature, unwilling to affect those around her because of herself.
But this maturity... stemd from her hopelessness and inferiority.
However... neither the inescapable Fog Gathering nor Yu Sheng’s life nearing its end was without hope.
The mysterious man in the hat who appeared tonight, the man who wanted to kill him, was a breakthrough.
If it could be confird that the eerie skull was under his control, then this attack couldn’t be considered an attack.
This was an opportunity, a perfect chance to understand the root of the abnormality!
Bai Yanliang closed his eyes, the next step was... to find him.
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