The dining hall was located not far from their reception.
Unlike the reception, the dining hall looked... strange.
Generally speaking, dining halls are a single large hall where everyone sits together to eat.
But the Qiyu Village dining hall was divided into three floors, with many rooms dedicated to diners.
While getting food, Ning asked the chef, a middle-aged lady:
"Auntie, is your dining hall always like this?"
The lady serving food seemed surprised by Ning's question, she froze for a moment, a flash of panic in her eyes before she stammered:
"Yes... yes."
"It was a big dining hall before... but some tourists didn't like it, and tourism is an important source of... that source for the village, so we changed it to this way."
Ning narrowed his eyes upon hearing this.
"That source? Which source?"
The chef seemed a bit flustered by Ning's sharp gaze, she looked away and said:
"It's... economy."
"I think it's called economy... Oh, Auntie is just a cook, I don't understand these things!"
"For questions like that, you should ask the relevant person in charge."
Ning nodded slightly and smiled:
"Thank you."
He carried his food to a partitioned room on the left side of the first floor.
Bai and Liu were chatting about something.
Seeing Ning enter, Liu hurriedly asked:
"Bro, did you hear someone calling for help outside last night?"
Ning put down his plate.
"I did."
"It was the man who died outside calling for help."
"He ran out of the forest, then scratched his neck frantically, and finally... tore off his own head."
Listening to Ning's calm description, Liu felt a chill down his spine.
"He, he... tore off his own head?!"
"How is that possible?"
Bai calmly interjected:
"Nothing is impossible in the world behind the blood gate."
"Those who saw this scene last night, it's not just Ning and me."
"After the man tore off his head, he screamed for a long time before he died."
"No one went out to save him... thankfully no one did, otherwise, who knows what would have happened!"
As Bai finished speaking, Liu shivered.
He could imagine how strange and terrifying that scene was!
But these two people... are so calm?
Bai is fine, she's been in and out of the blood gates, but Ning's mental strength... is it not normal?
"So... why did he tear off his own head?"
Liu cautiously asked this question.
There was silence at the table for a while, then Ning suddenly took out a wooden plaque from his chest and placed it on the table.
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The Villa
HorrorA driverless bus, carrying a group of cursed individuals, journeys to a sinister black villa... Inside the villa, there's a door stained crimson with blood. The cursed souls, at regular intervals, are forcibly dragged through the blood-soaked...