Han Jiujin glanced at his watch. It was almost one in the morning. He casually reminded, “It’s best for all of you mediums to come out before sunrise. This haunted school has a strange barrier. Once you can’t come out before sunrise,” he smiled at everyone, “you’ll be trapped in there forever. In other words, mission failed. Instead of helping the souls, you will all be turned into vengeful spirits.”

Damn.

All the guests felt the malice of the production team.

This damn task actually had a time limit.

“Don’t look at me like that. Are you superior-skilled mediums not able to handle this level of difficulty?” Han Jiujin still smiled gracefully. “To avoid affecting your performance, our camera crew, the big brothers, won’t go in with you. That means, in the school, there’s only you and the souls that need to be helped.”

Xie Wanxing’s eyeballs were about to pop out.

The only reason he could hold on and not turn around to run away was because he hoped the staff would go in with them. It was at least a psychological comfort.

Now Han Jiujin was telling him that only the six of them could go in?

“No camera crew? How will the show be recorded?” Xiao Jia’s face turned pale.

Han Jiujin looked at them with pity, “Of course, we’ve already installed cameras in the school to record your every move. Don’t worry, if you don’t come out before dawn, we’ll remember your last words.”

Xie Wanxing wanted to punch him.

He even heard Fu Wenshan’s joints crack.

But Han Jiujin didn’t care about the icy stares around him. He dutifully continued, “Come on, everyone, hand over your phones. How can you bring your phones into a place like this? Each of you take a flashlight, specially prepared by the production team. Thanks to the generous sponsorship of Jinpin Milk. Thank you, dear sponsor.”

Even at this point, he hadn’t forgotten to advertise.

Xie Wanxing wanted to put Jinpin Milk on his blacklist when he got back. He would never drink it again in his life.

He reluctantly handed over his phone and received a flashlight. When he returned with the flashlight, Fu Wenshan was standing next to him, also checking if the flashlight was working properly.

“Are you scared?” Fu Wenshan asked him lightly.

Isn’t that obvious?! I’ve had enough of this crappy show in my life. I am scared to death.

Xie Wanxing roared in his mind.

But he remained calm on the surface, as if he hadn’t been startled by the projection on the wall just now.

He glanced at Fu Wenshan, his expression cold and intimidating. “Knowing it’s fake, what is there to be afraid of? When I was shooting horror movies, you were still playing with mud, little brat.”

Fu Wenshan was two years younger than him, to be precise, one year and seven months.

Although Fu Wenshan was taller and stronger than him, Xie Wanxing believed in overpowering the enemy with his aura.

His aura was 2.8 meters tall!

Hearing Xie Wanxing’s last words, Fu Wenshan looked at him strangely.

He glanced at Xie Wanxing for a moment, then sneered, “Then we’ll rely on you to hold up the scene, Xie ge.”

This was the first time Fu Wenshan called Xie Wanxing “ge”.

Horror movie?

Huh, must be in his dreams.

He had checked all the TV dramas and movies Xie Wanxing had starred in before, and there wasn’t a single horror movie, not even a cameo.

Who was he fooling?

….

The six guests were divided into three groups, and their routes into the school were different because the props they needed to collect were in different places.

After collecting the props, they could go to the meeting room on the top floor to wait for the next instructions from the production team.

Xie Wanxing looked at the route he was assigned. He needed to collect two props, one at the end of the corridor on the second floor and one in the art room on the third floor.

He and Fu Wenshan entered through the main entrance. He stood in front of the dark door, where it was pitch black and windy. It was simply the perfect place to cool off in the summer heat, the ideal setting for a horror movie.

This was the school’s lobby, and they needed to bypass the lobby to enter the second floor via the staircase.

The lobby was empty, but the wind blowing through the spacious lobby made a whistle-like sound.

Xie Wanxing hesitated to enter.

Fu Wenshan asked from behind him in a cool tone, “Ge, why aren’t you going in?”

This brat.

Xie Wanxing felt his blood boiling, his fists clenching.

But not going in wasn’t an option either. There was a time limit for this task. He took a deep breath, telling himself repeatedly, whether he advanced or retreated, it was a test.

This production team might be despicable, but their ratings were high!

Are you ready to show the entire nation your cowardly side?!

That was absolutely not acceptable.

You can lose your head, bleed, but you can’t ruin your reputation.

Xie Wanxing finally reluctantly stepped forward and entered the pitch-black lobby.

Fu Wenshan followed behind him, genuinely unafraid. So, he still had the leisure to admire Xie Wanxing’s outfit today. Xie Wanxing wore a black shirt and trousers. The hem of the shirt was tucked in, revealing a glimpse of his slender waist. His pants weren’t particularly tight-fitting, but his ass was perky, giving off a tight-fitting effect. Looking further down, there were slender calves and slender ankles…

Fu Wenshan silently averted his gaze.

He couldn’t look anymore.

Not only did he feel no fear in his mind, but it was also filled with explicit thoughts.

…………….

At first, nothing happened when Xie Wanxing took a few steps forward.

Although the lobby was a bit empty, it was pitch black but nothing strange appeared inexplicably.

He couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that the production team was still somewhat humane, not throwing in a scare at the first level.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly felt a drop of water on his neck.

A cool liquid, sticking to his neck.

Did it rain today?

As he pondered, he absentmindedly lifted his head.

Then he saw a “person” on the ceiling staring at him, a “person” wearing a white dress, covered in spots of blood, with bleeding eyes looking at him.

And the liquid that just dripped on him was not rain, but red “blood.”

Blood dripping from her.

The “person” reached out to him, as if to embrace him, and as if to drag him down to hell…

A scream of panic erupted in the hall.

Xie Wanxing dashed out like a rabbit.

He didn’t even have time for a second look, he just rushed forward desperately, forgetting all about his image or reputation at that moment.

He panicked and ran aimlessly, bumping into walls in the dark hall, but still trying to find a place to hide.

Fu Wenshan also saw the staff member on the ceiling, but before he could say anything, Xie Wanxing had already rushed out at lightning speed, so fast that not even his shadow could be seen, much more efficient than when he was climbing a mountain.

Fu Wenshan couldn’t help but silently complain. If Xie Wanxing had this kind of energy the day before, he wouldn’t have worried about dinner.

But he had no choice but to follow.

Now, there were traps and staff members playing “ghosts” everywhere in the school. Letting Xie Wanxing run around like this might pose a safety issue. He didn’t know if Xie Wanxing would be scared out of his wits.

When Fu Wenshan caught up with Xie Wanxing, he was about to rush into the corridor with his eyes closed. However, Fu Wenshan saw something hanging in the corridor.

He grabbed Xie Wanxing, ignoring his struggles, and held him in his arms.

“Don’t look up, don’t look around. It’s me, your teammate,” Fu Wenshan said as he held Xie Wanxing, not letting him move, and led him to a corner, turning his back to him and blocking his line of sight.

When Xie Wanxing was grabbed by Fu Wenshan, his first reaction was that he was caught by a “ghost” and he didn’t know whether to call for his mom or his brother to save him.

It wasn’t until Fu Wenshan pressed him to his chest, feeling the warmth of a human, that he regained some sense and listened to what Fu Wenshan was saying.

He spent a while adjusting, giving himself countless mental counseling sessions, before slowly opening his eyes.

In front of him was indeed Fu Wenshan.

Tall and handsome, completely blocking him in the corner of the corridor, looking at him with a slightly amused expression.

He heard Fu Wenshan ask, “Is this what you call not being afraid ge?”

Xie Wanxing couldn’t say a word, his heart pounding like it was about to jump out of his throat, a little embarrassed tear clinging to his eyelashes.

He stared at Fu Wenshan, obviously lacking any intimidating presence, yet enough to be deadly.

Fu Wenshan remained silent for a moment, then coughed before saying, “Not saying you can’t.” He looked deeply into Xie Wanxing’s eyes without emotion, and said, “But with your rabbit-like courage, you also came to participate in this ghost school task. This is only the first level. If you’re like this at every level, you’ll only end up being carried out.”

Xie Wanxing opened his mouth to retort, but after hesitating for a while, he closed it again.

Fu Wenshan was right.

He really wasn’t suitable for this kind of program.

“If I had known the task of the program was like this, I definitely wouldn’t have come,” Xie Wanxing said bitterly.

Fu Wenshan fell silent again for a moment.

They squeezed into the corner of this corridor, and Fu Wenshan’s tall figure almost filled the narrow space.

He stared at Xie Wanxing for a while, as if contemplating something.

Xie Wanxing felt his hair stand on end under his gaze, unsure of what he was up to.

Finally, Fu Wenshan said, “Now, you and I are like two grasshoppers on the same rope. If you can’t complete the task, I’ll suffer too. So, from now on, you have to listen to me. I’ll get you through this level.”

Xie Wanxing raised an eyebrow, looking at Fu Wenshan with distrust.

He didn’t believe Fu Wenshan wasn’t afraid at all.

The program team had really gone all out this time. As soon as he entered, he noticed that the props and settings were extremely realistic, clearly indicating that this school had been extensively remodeled.

They were clearly determined to scare them silly.

It was as if Fu Wenshan could read his mind.

Fu Wenshan smiled indifferently, “This little thing can’t scare me at all. Fear of ghosts is nothing to be ashamed of. Some people are afraid, some aren’t. I happen to be one who isn’t.”

He had seen scarier things than ghosts.

Without waiting for Xie Wanxing to say anything else, Fu Wenshan looked around and instructed him, “Stay here and don’t move. There’s something hanging in the corridor that you don’t want to see. I’ll take you past it later. Cover your eyes here in this corner.”

Xie Wanxing hesitated for a moment, then obediently closed his eyes.

He faintly heard Fu Wenshan seem to be dismantling something, and when Fu Wenshan told him to open his eyes, he saw him holding a wooden stick.

“Where did you get this from?” he asked.

Fu Wenshan shrugged nonchalantly, “Took it from the classroom.”

Xie Wanxing closed his mouth. He didn’t really want to ask how Fu Wenshan took it.

This stick wasn’t for Fu Wenshan himself. He handed it to Xie Wanxing. “Hold onto this. It might give you some sense of security.”

He glanced at the corridor again and said to Xie Wanxing, “Actually, the program team’s tricks are just a few types: dropping something from the ceiling to scare you, putting a ghost in the cupboard to scare you. Right now, we’re heading to the second floor. On the way to the stairs, there’s something hanging from the ceiling.”

Hanging there was a ghastly pale paper doll, its joints stiff, creaking in the air as if it might grab anyone passing by at any moment.

Xie Wanxing shivered involuntarily.

He looked at the stick in his hand with complex emotions. For the first time since entering this haunted school, he felt a hint of amusement.

But he quickly stopped smiling because Fu Wenshan grabbed his hand, the first time he had taken the initiative to hold Xie Wanxing’s hand.

He dumbly raised his head, in the dim moonlight, he saw Fu Wenshan’s eyes, as cold and indifferent as a wild beast, but Fu Wenshan’s hand holding his was warm.

“You can close your eyes, I’ll lead you, and no matter what you hear, don’t open them,” Fu Wenshan said to him.

……

As a haunted house staff member, Liang Xiaoxiao felt she was quite dedicated.

After all, being hung from the ceiling for several hours was extremely uncomfortable, but fortunately, the program team paid well, so she endured it for the money.

If there was any entertainment in the program, it was probably watching the guests get scared out of their wits.

She wasn’t psychologically twisted.

She was just driven to insanity by loneliness and emptiness.

Tonight, she also played the role of a ghost diligently.

From a distance, she saw two men walking hand in hand, recognizable as Xie Wanxing and Fu Wenshan.

Speaking of which, Xie Wanxing was still her favorite celebrity, but sorry, as a cold girl, she never lets up on anyone.

Liang Xiaoxiao forced a stiff and weird smile, ready to scare them when they passed by according to the script.

But soon, she found out that Xie Wanxing’s eyes were completely closed, letting Fu Wenshan lead him.

Hello? Friend, this won’t work! Open your eyes and look at me, or how can I scare you?

Liang Xiaoxiao shouted in her mind.

But it’s okay, there was still one more.

She flew straight at Fu Wenshan, showing her rehearsed and terrifying face.

But just as she was about to pounce, Fu Wenshan had already lifted his head to look at her, and at the same time, he pulled Xie Wanxing closer to him.

When Liang Xiaoxiao came face to face with Fu Wenshan, she clearly saw Fu Wenshan smile, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes; instead, it seemed somewhat mocking.

Not only was he not afraid, but he also whistled at Liang Xiaoxiao’s blood-stained face, looking very arrogant.

“Nice makeup,” Fu Wenshan praised, nodding at her. “You’ve worked hard.”

Then he walked away with Xie Wanxing.

…Walked away.

And Xie Wanxing didn’t open his eyes from start to finish, obediently being led by Fu Wenshan like a little white rabbit.

Liang Xiaoxiao: “???”

She watched them leave in confusion.

No, this is so embarrassing for me!

Ghosts don’t care about dignity!

Come back, my bonus!