Ihe restaurant, the atmosphere grew a bit tense, but the patrons tiheir meals as if nothing had ged.

  Or perhaps they were simply aced to it, as long as their dining wasn't disturbed.

  Qin Nuo approached, looked at the Stitg Ghost, and asked calmly, "Is there something you need?"

  A Snted-Eyed Ghost held a blood-red heart, pced it oable, and grinned, "Have a bite."

  Qin Nuo g the heart and shook his head, "Not ied."

  "If there's nothing else, I'll be on my way."

  A branch-like arm blocked Qin Nuo's path.

  The Stitg Ghost's dangling eyeball stared at Qin Nuo and chuckled, "Eat before you leave."

  "Don't humans say you are what you eat? Eating a heart should make you braver. If you don't appreciate our kindness, don't bme us."

  Qin Nuo squinted but remembered Pinocchio's words and said, "I don't like causing trouble in the restaurant."

  "If you insist on asking for trouble, don't bme anyone else."

  At this table, besides the Stitg Ghost, the other three ghosts were equally strong. Even though he had opehe third Blood Eye, Qin Nuo was still a bit worried about a real fight.

  The Blood-Eyed Ghost, however, seemed indifferent.

  It remained silent.

  "Yiya!"

  Suddenly, a childish voice broke the tension.

  , a chubby white baby wearing a bellyband crawled onto the table, babbling as it sat in front of the Stitg Ghost, pig up the cutlery to py.

  The ghosts were stunned, not quite processing the se.

  "A human baby?" The Stitg Ghost frowned and looked toward the server.

  "Hey, we didn't order this dessert!"

  The Snted-Eyed Ghost eyed the baby's tender flesh with greed, drooling onto the table.

  "No problem if it's a mistake, such delicious food is rare."

  "I'll take it!"

  The baby, unfazed by the Snted-Eyed Ghost's intense gaze, giggled while holding up a knife and fork.

  Qin Nuo watched the baby, feeling a sense of familiarity.

  Why did this baby look so familiar?

  Just as the Snted-Eyed Ghost picked up the cutlery, its eyes almost glowing with bloodlust, a pair of small white hands lifted the baby.

  "Xiaoxiao, be good, Grandma hasn't finished drinki, don't run around, okay?"

  A little girl with twin ponytails held the baby and a bottle, pg it in the baby's mouth.

  The baby clutched the bottle, sug tentedly, eyes narrowing in bliss.

  The little girl smiled with satisfa and was about to return to her table.

  The Snted-Eyed Ghost squinted and called out to the little girl, "Is this little ghost your food or your pet?"

  The little girl didn't look at him, gently wiping the sweat from Xiaoxiao's forehead, and replied coldly, "Pet? Food? Do you want to be one?"

  "This is my dear sister, a family member."

  Hearing this, the ghosts burst into ughter, pounding the table, causing the dishes to rattle.

  This unusual behavior drew the attention of many patrons, who looked at the little girl and the baby, p something.

  Some patrons turheir faces away with apprehension.

  Others watched with i, their eyes carrying a certain mockery.

  Watg the Stitg Ghost and h with their heads thrown back, the little girl tilted her head in fusion and asked, "What are you ughing at?"

  The Stitg Ghost and the others didn't expin, ieasingly saying, "What we're ughing at isn't important. What's important is that your dear sister crawled onto our table and dirtied our food. How should we settle this?"

  The Snted-Eyed Ghost still eyed the baby, swallowing saliva, "Leave your dear sister, and we won't hold a grudge."

  The little girl's eyes were clear, like an i child who had never seen the world's dangers, and she tio ask, "Or what?"

  The Stitg Ghost looked at her, sneering threateningly, "The food oable bees you, and we'll brutally share you."

  "For example, the first step, we'll take your head off, then dig out the inside..."

  The Stitg Ghost's words stopped halfway.

  The little girl was holding a head, eyes taking up half the face, as if sliced open by a knife from the forehead to the jaw, the mouth twisted, revealih like a rake.

  It was the Snted-Eyed Ghost's head.

  Looking back at the table, the Snted-Eyed Ghost's head was gone, bck liquid gushing out, staining the eable and chairs.

  The little girl looked at the stunned ghosts and asked, "Is this how you lift it?"

  An invisible pressure suddenly filled the table.

  The Stitg Ghost and the others realized something was wrong, jumped up, but slowly sat back down.

  Behind them, at some point, stood a man in a suit, his face cold.

  Adjusting his suhe man in the suit spoke calmly, "Miss, how should we hahis?"

  "Ha normally."

  The little girl waved her hand dismissively and turo leave.

  The man in the suit g Qin Nuo and asked, "This ooo?"

  She didn't even look at Qin Nuo, assuming he was just another patron at the table, and nodded.

  At this moment, the Stitg Ghost and the others were sweating profusely, sitting there, not daring to move.

  "Uh, long time no see?"

  Qin Nuo greeted the little girl uedly.

  The sudden turn of events caught Qin Nuo off guard, and what surprised him even more was entering an old acquaintance.

  Wasn't this little girl the same er who liked to add hair clippings to her tea with milk st time?

  Back then, the baby ced oable as a dish by a ghost, saved by the Half-Ghost little girl. He didn't expect it to be doing well now, even plumper ahier.

  The Half-Ghost little girl g Qin Nuo, tilting her head as if trying to remember.

  After thinking for a while and failing to recall, she simply gave up, "Don't know you."

  Qin Nuo pulled out the business card left by the man in the suit, who raised an eyebrow, seemingly remembering.

  The baby in the Half-Ghost little girl's arms, satisfied, burped.

  Seeing Qin Nuo, it giggled, reag out its small hands to grab at the air.

  The Half-Ghost little girl looked at Xiaoxiao, then at Qin Nuo, suddenly remembering, "You're the server who made me tea with milk st time?"

  Qin Nuo felt a bit embarrassed, thinking this girl had a poor memory; even the baby still drinking milk remembered him, yet she fot pletely.

  "Your tea with milk was delicious. you make me another ohe Half-Ghost little girl licked her red lips and asked.

  "I'm not a server now, just here to sit in the restaurant," Qin Nuo said, rubbing his nose.

  "Alright then."

  The Half-Ghost little girl didn't mind, carrying the baby back to her table.

  At that table, besides the little girl, sat a woman in a bright red dress, her hair elegantly styled, hands delicate, skin like jade, sitting quietly, her face as exquisite as a fwless gem, mesmerizing.

  Qin Nuo was a bit stunned.

  In the Horror World, there were actually beautiful women?

  Most importantly, the woman in the red dress did any aura, as if a veil isoted her surroundings.

  Sometimes, the oppressive Ghost Aura be terrifying.

  But even more terrifying is aehat is uable, mysterious, and suffog!

  The woman in the red dress was su existence.

  The surrounding patrons deliberately avoided looking at the woman in the red dress, fearing to attract attention and irouble.

  Rip!

  At this moment, two tearing sounds came from behind.

  When Qin Nuo turned around, he saw two heads pced on the dish oable.

  The Stitg Ghost's body was trembling, the stitched faces drooping.

  The terrifying i of death caused the stitches holding its body together to loosen, as if it would fall apart at any moment.

  With its st ounce of strength, it spoke in a trembling voice.

  "Wait, I have an anization behind me, maybe you should sider..."

  Before it could finish, the man in the suit pced a finger oitg Ghost's head and then stabbed down.

  In an instant, all the stitches oitg Ghost's body snapped, and the stitched body parts scattered to the ground.

  The faces quickly turned into puddles of pus.

  The Stitg Ghost's head, pierced through the skull by the finger, was deprived of all vitality, rolling on the grouing bck smoke as it decayed.

  Qin Nuo felt a chill run down his spine.

  If the man in the suit had dealt with him like that, could the three-eyed Blood-Eyed Ghost withstand it?

  The man in the suit took a napkin, wiped his finger , and theuro stand behind the woman in the red dress.

  Fag the sudden massacre on the sed floor of the restaurant, the patrons turned a blind eye, and even the servers acted as if nothing had happened, ing over with brooms and mops to up.

  The Half-Ghost little girl teased the baby in her arms.

  But the baby was clearly sleepy, yawning and then snuggling into the little girl's shoulder, falling asleep adorably.

  The Half-Ghost little girl smiled sweetly, "So cute."

  Sitting across from her, the woman in the red dress took a sip of light tea, pced it ba the saucer, and looked at the sleeping baby, her eyebrows slightly raised, showing displeasure, "You should keep her in check. If she keeps causing trouble, you should throw her away."

  The Half-Ghost little girl pouted, then giggled, "Sister, she's so cute, don't you like her at all?"

  The woman in the red dress's beautiful eyes were indifferent, "I hate children, especially babies."

  "Not necessarily. Let's make a bet. You'll like Xiaoxiao eventually, and by then, you won't let me throw her away even if I want to."

  The woman in the red dress didn't speak, but the ess in her eyes veyed her meaning.

  Seeing that he had nothing to do with it, Qin Nuo po leave, but the Half-Ghost little girl called him over.

  "Sister, didn't you say before that my taste is weird and no one make what I like? This ade tea with milk that satisfied me!"

  "So, are you willing to admit defeat?"

  The Half-Ghost little girl said triumphantly.

  The woman in the red dress lifted her slightly, g Qin Nuo, then withdrew her gaze, remaining silent, tinuing to read the book in her hand.

  "eeting again is fate. I'm Gu Wan'er."

  The Half-Ghost little girl extended her hand generously.

  "Phantom." Qin Nuo thought for a moment aended his hand as well.

  As they shook hands, Gu Wan'er excimed softly, "Why is there ara ghost this time, and it's injured?"

  Qin Nuo was surprised that this girl could tell the Blood-Eyed Ghost was injured.

  But she was only curious for a moment and then lost i.

  After chatting for a bit, Qin Nuo mentioned he had things to do a.

  As Qin Nuo desded the stairs, the woman in the red dress uedly looked up at the stairway but quickly withdrew her gaze, her expression indifferent.

  Ba the first floor, the air seemed fresher and more breathable. Qin Nuo wondered about the background of those two sisters.

  Previously, on the first floor, the Half-Ghost little girl had wantonly sughtered patrons, and everyourned a blind eye, including the restaurant staff.

  This time, on the sed floor, it happened again, and still, no one dared to intervehe background of these sisters was beyond Qin Nuo's imagination.

  "The Horror World is like this, survival of the fittest. I've seen it many times," the Blood-Eyed Ghost said calmly.

  "Did you see that woman in the red dress?"

  Qin Nuo eechless, "I'm not blind."

  "I mean, did you see her aura?"

  "You 't detect it, right? You don't know if she's human, Half-Ghost, host. The unknown is the most terrifying."

  " you see it?" Qin Nuo asked back.

  "Didn't you ask before how terrifying a ghost with a deadly fate is? That woman is ohe Blood-Eyed Ghost said.

  Qin Nuo couldn't help but shake his head and smile, "It seems there are still many areas in the Horror World I haven't touched."

  At the entrance.

  Pinocchio stood there, staring straight at Qin Nuo.

  His gaze seemed to say, why do you always cause so much trouble every time you e?

  Qin Nued, "I didn't provoke them."

  Pinocchio said nothing and walked away with a sigh.

  Ten mier, Qin Nuo left the her Springs Restaurant auro the bus stop.

  By now, the sky was darkening.

  Ihe restaurant, many patrons were leaving.

  On the desote street, ghostly shadows moved about, disappearing into the night.

  The streetlights flickered like motion sensors, buzzing twice before lighting up.

  The light happeo illuminate where Qin Nuo sat, the night wind chilly and eerie.

  "Ding ding ding."

  Before long, the 404 bus sloroached, still in poor dition, one wheel deformed, making for a bumpy ride.

  Qin Nuo tossed in two Ghost Currency s and boarded the bus.

  Cheg the time, it was neari o'clock.

  Watg the Horror World outside gradually swallowed by darkness, Qin Nuo withdrew his gaze.

  , he o deal with the Other Shore venieore.

  He had a rather thh pn.

  Though it seemed absurd, it was reliable.

  JOSOLUNA