The man's voice was filled with pain and remorse, making Qin Nuo feel unfortable.

  He tried to unicate with the man, but the tter was pletely immersed in his own world, not listening at all.

  It was then that Qin Nuo suddenly noticed a blood-painted pattern on the wall behind the man.

  A totem resembling a religious symbol!

  The blood made the totem look filled with an evil aura.

  "A curse..." the Blood-Eyed Ghost said.

  "What kind of curse?" Qin Nuo asked.

  "Not sure, but it's clearly a curse on this man. Uhe totem is erased, this man will remain trapped here."

  "Uo die or leave, eorment, that's the most terrifying!" the Blood-Eyed Ghost said.

  Qin Nuo looked up at the totem, squinting slightly.

  "You want to help him?"

  Qin Nuo replied indifferently, "I don't even know him, and even if I did, I'm not that kied."

  "I avoid curses like the pgue."

  With that, Qin Nuo closed the bathroom door, no longer fog oormented man.

  After leaving the bathroom, it seemed there was nothing of i, so Qin ed and shut the main door.

  As soon as he stepped out, hurried footsteps echoed in the hallway.

  Suddenly, someone rushed out in a hurry, uo stop in time, almost colliding with Qin Nuo.

  Qin Nuo sidestepped, letting the person crash into the wall instead.

  The collision was quite hard, and the man clutched his nose, squatting on the ground as blood seeped through his fingers.

  "Watch where yoing. Hitting a wall is ohing, but if you bump into a girl, you'll get a sp or two!" Qin Nuo kindly reminded.

  Judging by the man's attire, he was clearly a caregiver like Qin Nuo.

  What was he doing here instead of being in his owaking care of patients?

  "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

  The man looked young, about twenty years old, and was quite polite. Despite his nose being hurt, he kept apologizing.

  "My patient ran off. If I don't find him a him back to the ward by six, I'm done for!" the young man said frantically.

  "Did he get lost around here?" Qin Nuo asked.

  "Yes, yes, I turned around, and he was gone."

  "There aren't many rooms here, and the view is quite open. You should be able to find him quickly," Qin Nuo said.

  "Brother, you help me look?"

  "No."

  "We're both caregivers, help me out!" The young man pleaded desperately, almost kneeling.

  "What do you have on you?" Qin Nuo asked, eyeing his pocket.

  The young man eechless.

  Was he really that pragmatic?

  The young man fumbled through his clothes and awkwardly pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. "Will this do?"

  " me a cigarette in this situation? Your thinking is quite novel," Qin Nuo rolled his eyes.

  The young man quickly expined, "These aren't ordinary cigarettes. They were a reward from an old man in one of my instances."

  "He said it's something good."

  "But for some reason, I've never been able to open this pack, so I've kept it."

  "An item from an instance?"

  Hearing this, Qin Nuo finally focused on the cigarettes.

  No name, no logo, just a pin bck package.

  "A good item," the Blood-Eyed Ghost reminded.

  With the Blood-Eyed Ghost's firmation, Qin Nuo took the cigarettes and immediately smiled, "Alright, since we met by ce, and I happen to crave a smoke, I'll help you out."

  The cigarettes were a ghost creature, and Qin Nuo tossed them into the system's toolbar.

  Soon, the system's voice was triggered.

  "gratutions to the host for obtaining the Horror Level ghost creature—stantine's Cigarettes!"

  "[stantine's Cigarettes]: A cigarette after the fact, better than being a living god. Lighting the cursed cigarette grants cirvoyance, allowing you to summon spirits at a death se for unication." (When the cigarette burns out, the cirvoyance disappears)

  "Cirvoyance? In a Horror World, do we still hat?"

  Though Qin Nuo thought this, he kept it. The more bizarre the ability, the better; you never know when it might e in handy.

  "Let's go, don't just stand there. Didn't you say time is running out?" Qin Nuo turned and walked away.

  The young man quickly followed after realizing.

  While helping to search, Qin Nuo learhe young man's name was Fu Bing, responsible for the South District ward on the fifth floor.

  A patient had asked to go out for a breath of fresh air and then ran off when Fu Bing wasn't looking.

  Having walked around this area before, Qin Nuo was somewhat familiar with it and soon found some clues.

  Qin Nuo picked up a piece of fabric torn and caught on a window er, a blue and white striped patient gown.

  Both of them looked up, their eyes nding on the room ahead.

  The room didn't look like a ward; it was much rger, possibly a feren or something simir.

  "The door is locked with an iron lock. The patient must have gone in through the window, so we should also..."

  Before Fu Bing could finish speaking, there was a loud bang as Qin Nuo tore the iron lock off as if it were as fragile as a potato chip.

  Fu Bing stared at him in shock.

  "Born with great strength, don't be surprised," Qin Nuo brushed it off a inside.

  The room was dimly lit.

  In the ers on both sides y several human figures.

  The reason they were called human figures was that they were ed in bandages from head to toe, like mummies.

  But from their promi figures, it was clear they were all women.

  s ran through their shoulders, with the other end embedded in the wall, imprisoning them like prisoners.

  "Are they still alive?" Fu Bing asked in a terrified whisper.

  Qin Nuo didn't answer, walking further inside.

  A stage was set up there, and on it sat a man in a blue and white striped patient gown, staring bnkly ahead.

  Muttering, "Sister..."

  "That's my patient, finally found him!"

  Fu Bing rejoiced and hurriedly went up to pull the patient up, "You scared me to death, don't stay here, let's hurry back to the ward, or I'm done for!"

  Pulling him alone was difficult, so Fu Bing had to ask Qin Nuo for help, "Buddy, give me a hand, stop just watg!"

  Qin Nuo suddenly said, "Why don't you look up and see what your patient is staring at?"

  Fu Bing, puzzled, looked up instinctively, and the moment, he jumped in fright.

  Oage stood a rge cross.

  A woman was o it, her hands a pierced by nails, in a pose remi of Satan.

  Her clothes were tattered, and her hair was disheveled.

  She first let out a strange ugh, the muttering, "I'm guilty, unfivably guilty, please five me, hee hee hee..."

  And on the wall behind the cross, there was also a huge blood-red cursed totem painted.

  Qin Nuo frowned.

  Just like the man ihroom!

  What heinous crimes had these people itted?

  Who held such a grudge to punish them like this?

  Qin Nuo pondered.

  But ohing was certain,

  These were definitely reted to the mai!

  "Look... look!!"

  Suddenly, Fu Bing shouted, eyes wide open.

  Qin Nuo's thoughts were interrupted, and when he looked up,

  The terrifying se made Qin Nuo's face turn pale in an instant...

  JOSOLUNA