Meeting A Demonic Cultivator, Even God Cries

ed without a hint of suspicion. 

Gu Xizhou had just heaved a sigh of relief when he heard a voice asking Fang Zhi, “Where is he?”

Fang Zhi said, “Gu Ge is in the bathroom.”

“Fuck… How did he wake up!”

Noticing the change in Gu Xizhou’s expression, the ghost took advantage of Gu Xizhou not paying attention and jeered as he ran to the room next door. 

Gu Xizhou stared at the ghost disappearing onto the balcony next door and raised his eyebrows.
He followed, jumping over and quickly entering the room to see Si Yu, awake.
He waved at Si Yu with a smile.
“You’re awake.”

Si Yu looked at him, agreeing indifferently.

The echoing footsteps returned to the room along with Gu Xizhou’s return.
Fang Zhi lay down to the side of Gu Xizhou, covering his ears and looking around nervously.

Gu Xizhou opened the quilt and lay down in bed, saying indifferently, “Do you want to die? How can I sleep when you’re walking around?” 

Fang Zhi originally thought that the ghost would only let out its cackling laughter, but he absolutely didn’t expect that the footsteps would become more distant as if they were leaving the room.
At the same time, from beside him, Gu Xizhou said, “What are you leaving for? Going to scare the neighbors?”

Fang Zhi looked on, dumbfounded, as the footsteps came to a sudden stop.

If they turned off the light, they would see a ghost, bleeding from the seven orifices sitting upon the floor and staring at Gu Xizhou’s back with a face full of grudges.

Lying on the bed, Gu Xizhou thought about the ghost’s narration of the events——It was more or less the same as the newspaper.
The only information that wasn’t in the article was that the textile worker’s age wasn’t so different from the students at the school, about twenty years old.
The newspaper didn’t mention it because it was considered insignificant. 

Taking advantage of the time during breakfast, Gu Xizhou quickly and effortlessly finished eating and took a few teammates to make a beeline for the dormitory to find the dormitory supervisor.

“Here, the newspaper.” The dormitory supervisor saw Gu Xizhou as an acquaintance.
After he handed yesterday’s newspaper to Gu Xizhou, he took out the freshly printed edition of today’s newspaper and handed it over.
“Put it on my desk when you’re finished.”

The newspaper smelled strongly of ink and was a bit wet.
Gu Xizhou thought that today should also be related to murder, but when he opened the newspaper he saw an accident about a fall.

‘At a construction site, a small worker unfortunately fell to his death.
His 40 year old mother cried until she fainted at the scene.’ 

“Falling off a building?” Cheng Yue moved his head closer to see, looking at the headline.
“Controlled… to fall off a building? Does it say how many stories he fell from to his death?”

Si Yu held the newspaper, calm and collected.

Gu Xizhou tilted his head and swept his eyes over the article before answering Cheng Yue.
“The newspaper doesn’t say.”

“……” Xiao Yue was silent for a moment before she spoke hesitantly.
“Then how do we look for Su Xiaomian later?” 

Gu Xizhou waved his hand.
“No problem, we can find the death condition just like before.
If we find the floors those students never go to, we can determine the ‘death floor’.”

Xiao Yue sighed with relief, and her complexion improved.

Si Yu immediately confirmed Gu Xizhou’s assertion.
After leaving the dormitory, Si Yu’s brows were pinched into a ‘川’ the whole way.
It was the first time Gu Xizhou had seen this expression of his.

After making a round inside the school, it was almost lunch time.
After the group confirmed that they couldn’t go to the fourth floor, they went directly to the dining hall for a meal. 

Bai Dongyang: “What’s the connection between these people and the NPC being replaced by someone else?”

Xia Hang: “I don’t get it at all.
There’s absolutely no… common ground.”

The feeling of hunger became more and more distinct.
They ate and ate, but their stomachs were never sated.
It was a constant reminder that they only had three days until they starved to death after today.

Everyone’s expressions were foul.
Even Si Yu was somewhat taciturn. 

Gu Xizhou recalled the contents of the newspaper and looked at everyone’s miserable faces.
“Actually, there is something they have in common.”

Si Yu: “What?”

Gu Xizhou: “Could the fact that they were all very young be regarded as common ground?”

Si Yu: “What?” 

Fang Zhi: “?”

Everyone: “?”

Gu Xizhou said, “The fallen worker’s mother was only forty years old, so he should be about twenty years old.
Yesterday, the woman who died was also about twenty years old.”

Si Yu looked at him.
“That woman’s age wasn’t written in the article.” 

Gu Xizhou: “Then maybe I remembered it wrong, ba.”

Si Yu looked at Gu Xizhou suspiciously and didn’t speak.
Then Gu Xizhou saw Si Yu take out all the old newspapers and place them side by side to look them over.
The others immediately came over to lend a hand.

“The woman really was awfully young.” Si Yu pointed at a small article about a factory abusing child labor as cheap labor.
The oldest was only nineteen years old.
He said to Gu Xizhou, “You might be right.
Look at the rest of the articles so we can verify it!”

It took about an hour to determine that the age range of the deceased was within 18-22 years old. 

“18-22 years old, just like the students in the school.”

Si Yu was obviously pondering over the connection between them.
Gu Xizhou also looked thoughtful, but he simply couldn’t figure out the relationship between them at all.

His expression turned regretful: This young worker died from falling off a building, which meant there was no new ghost for him to beat up and question.