Meeting A Demonic Cultivator, Even God Cries

ang Zhi quickly followed.
The man’s office wasn’t in the two buildings, but rather in the leftmost row of single-story buildings beside them.

After the man entered his office, he calmly drank tea while watching TV.
Gu Xizhou’s trio waited for a while and saw him put down his cup, grab some documents, and leave his office.
He closed the door in passing before he left.

After waiting for him to leave, Gu Xizhou walked over to the door and considered climbing through the window.
Then, he saw Si Yu pull out a hair pin, twist it in the lock twice, and open the door. 

“What do we want to do now?” Fang Zhi asked with a stupefied expression.

“Look at the patient profiles.” Si Yu sat in front of the computer, searching for the folder with the data on the patients.

 

After searching around, Si Yu accidentally pressed a button and suddenly stopped on a page.
He said lowly, “This woman, she looks like the one who knocked on the door yesterday.”

“It’s her.” 

“But she didn’t have any chain noises,” Gu Xizhou told them.
“I didn’t hear any.”

The unspoken implication was: She was a ghost, but she didn’t have the door.

Gu Xizhou had told them about the chain noises before, and Si Yu naturally knew what he meant.
He agreed and turned to look through the other information.

“It seems there’s nothing out of the ordinary.
Their families don’t visit much.” Fang Zhi said with disappointment. 

“En,” said Si Yu.
When it was time to work the night shift again, they had to change groups because two people were missing.

Because someone died in Building One last night, none of the people in Building Two wanted to come over.

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“I’ll stay and keep watch over Building Two! I don’t want to go over there with you guys!”

“I don’t want to go either…” 

Seeing that the Building Two group didn’t want to regroup no matter what, Building One had no choice but to divide seven people.

Si Yu drew the stick to go alone, and Gu Xizhou glanced at him helplessly.
Was this Si Yu’s so-called good luck?

“Let’s switch.
You go with Fang Zhi.”

“No need, I’m fine by myself.” said Si Yu, cradling Gu Xizhou’s face with a faint smile. 

Gu Xizhou and Fang Zhi still kept watch over the third floor, while Si Yu went to the fourth floor, where people died last night.

When they changed shifts, Gu Xizhou asked the nurse for the key to the iron door in the hallway.
They had just completed the shift handover when Song Nainai arrived, just as predicted.

“Doctor, can I…”

Song Nainai hadn’t finished speaking when Gu Xizhou pointed at the landline on the desk and said, “You can use it as many times as you want.” 

Song Nainai: “Ah?”

Song Nainai stepped inside and picked up the phone.
Soon, Gu Xizhou heard the familiar voice on the other end of the line.
The man on the phone tried his very best to placate his old mother.

 

Gu Xizhou pulled Fang Zhi and said, “Lie down!”

“Why?” 

“Lie down and go to sleep or the old woman will call you to answer the phone.”

Fang Zhi was dumbfounded.
Then, he saw Gu Xizhou lay his torso on the desk and go to sleep and immediately copied him.

“Mom, give the phone to the doctor.
I have something I want to tell them,” said Song Nainai’s son, enduring his anger.

“Okay.” Song Nainai covered the receiver, about to call Gu Xizhou or Fang Zhi, but then she saw they were asleep.
Song Nainai was forced to say to her son, “Son, the doctor fell asleep.” 

“If you want to say something to the doctor, you can tell me, and I’ll pass it on.”

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Song Nainai spoke very intimately.
The man’s mouth twitched.
“Forget it, Mom.
Go to sleep; don’t stay up too late.
I’ll come get you tomorrow.”

“Okay, Mom will wait for you tomorrow.”

“En.” The man paused, then he suddenly called out.
“Mom, good night.” 

“Good night, son.”

Song Nainai smiled sweetly and hung up the receiver, then she left the duty room.
After waiting for Song Nainai to leave, Gu Xizhou sat up.

“Fang Zhi, you can sleep for a while.
I’ll call you if anything happens,” said Gu Xizhou, glancing at the dark circles beneath Fang Zhi’s eyes.

“Then… Okay.
Gu Ge, you keep watch the first half of the night and I’ll do the second,” said Fang Zhi, laying down on his stomach to go to sleep. 

After a few hours, Fang Zhi hazily heard Gu Xizhou calling him.

“Fang Zhi, wake up, someone’s knocking on the door.
I’m going to take a look.
You keep watch here.
Do you have the mirror?” asked Gu Xizhou.

Fang Zhi rubbed his eyes drowsily and nodded.
“I do, it’s in my pocket.”

“En, then I’ll go out for a while.
Pay attention to safety,” Gu Xizhou warned him.
After he went over, he saw that the woman from yesterday had come down from the fourth floor.
Gu Xizhou’s lips curled into a smile. 

Gu Xizhou frowned.
The woman came and knocked on the door.
When she found that it wouldn’t open, she thought, then went downstairs.
Gu Xizhou thought there would be screams of terror, but there wasn’t a single sound.

When he saw the woman leave, he directly opened the door and went upstairs.
The woman clearly came from downstairs, having stayed there after the incident from last night.

 

Si Yu…

Gu Xizhou ran upstairs to the duty office, but Si Yu wasn’t inside.
Gu Xizhou’s heart jumped.
Then, when he was ready to go out, he ran straight into Si Yu coming in.
In the face of Gu Xizhou’s pleasant surprise, Si Yu reached out to hold him. 

“Why did you come up here?”

“I saw that thing coming downstairs, and your door was open.
If you’re fine, then that thing…”

“I went to inspect the rooms and didn’t run into it,” said Si Yu.

Gu Xizhou’s mouth twitched.
“Oh, I’ll go down.
Be careful.” 

“Wait, let me hug you.” Si Yu’s voice was deep.
He put his chin on Gu Xizhou’s shoulder and his hands on his back, holding him tight.