...Through the dense fog, an old bus slowly made its way along an endless highway.
Inside the bus were seven people: three women and four men.
They sat in the vehicle, peering through the windows at the thick mist outside, their expressions varied.
Confusion, bewilderment, fear...
Yet, aside from that, their faces were uniformly pale.
As if they had experienced something terrifying on the road.
The bus continued forward until it finally stopped outside an ancient and dilapidated villa.
The villa was shrouded in the surrounding fog, entirely black, mysterious, and eerie.
The bus door opened, seemingly signaling to the passengers inside... it was time to get off.
The seven people on the bus slowly disembarked, glancing back with an indescribable fear in their eyes.
Because, where there should have been a driver in the bus's seat... it was completely empty.
Yes, this bus... had no driver.
As the last passenger got off, the bus doors closed automatically, then drove away again, disappearing into the depths of the mist...
Standing outside the black villa, the seven people looked at each other, seeing the extreme unease on each other's faces.
"Let's go..."
"I think we have no other choice."
At this critical moment, a thin man in the group spoke up. He wore a pair of dark brown, square wooden glasses, his delicate features displaying a calmness different from the others.
"Do... do we really have to go in?"
A beautiful woman with gold earrings spoke with a trembling voice.
She wore very little, so she was cold.
She rubbed her arms continuously.
"What if it's... not safe inside?"
The others remained silent.
Originally, they thought this was some kind of prank or that someone had invited them to participate in a show...
But when they discovered there was no driver on the bus, they were plunged into deep fear!
Although they had all been staunch materialists, some of the things that had happened earlier were simply too bizarre!
"So, do you want to walk into the mist?"
Ning Qiushui took a deep breath, trying to appear calm.
In truth, his heart was racing.
From the moment he received that mysterious letter to arriving at this place, it had been less than an hour.
Yet, this hour had been a massive shock to his worldview!
"Have you forgotten the fat man who jumped out of the bus at the crossroads?"
Mentioning the fat man, the beautiful woman's eyes immediately filled with immense fear!
Her legs went weak, nearly causing her to stumble!
Earlier, there had been eight people on the bus.
They all appeared on the bus after falling asleep.
Among them was a fat man who kept cursing along the way, insisting it was some unscrupulous show producer inviting them to participate in a reality show.
The fat man impatiently claimed their phones had been swapped, the driver was actually driving the bus from below, and the foggy scene was created with dry ice, and so on...
Finally, when the bus paused at a crossroads, the fat man opened the window, jumped out, and walked into the mist alone...
Up to this point, everything seemed normal.
However, when they reached the next crossroads, they discovered something hanging from the fog-covered traffic light...
As the bus approached, they saw clearly that what was hanging from the traffic light was... the bloody skin of the fat man who had left earlier!
The skin had been completely peeled off, and they could even see the fat man's expression of extreme terror, as if he had seen something particularly horrifying before he died!
And from the traffic light pole, a large amount of crimson blood was continuously dripping!
This scene left everyone on the bus dumbfounded!
Some, not believing in the supernatural, opened the window, and the nauseating stench of blood wafted through the bus...
...
Mentioning the fat man, everyone's faces turned grim, and some even began to retch.
"...Since no one dares to walk into that mist, we have no choice but to enter this black villa..."
Ning Qiushui took a deep breath.
He was equally afraid.
But for some reason, whether it was seeing the bloody skin on the traffic light or smelling that stench of blood, his reaction was far less intense than the others.
Moreover, he was very interested in the mysterious letter he had received earlier.
What exactly did the sender want to tell him?
With Ning Qiushui leading the way, the others followed him, pushing open the iron gate of the black villa and entering the garden outside the villa.
The surroundings were very quiet.
So quiet it was terrifying.
The group had to huddle closely together, and the beautiful woman with gold earrings in the middle felt someone groping her, but she just frowned without saying anything.
Being groped was better than being inexplicably skinned!
Thus, the group arrived outside the black villa's door, and Ning Qiushui knocked.
Knock, knock, knock—
As he knocked, footsteps quickly approached from inside, and those behind him couldn't help but step back a few paces, watching the door warily, seemingly very tense!
Creak—
The door opened.
However, the terrifying scene they had imagined did not appear.
Opening the door was a very delicate, beautiful girl.
She seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.
"You're here?"
"Come in."
The girl spoke, and only then did they realize that she was actually... a boy.
A very beautiful boy.
However, the boy's voice was very cold.
Lacking much emotion.
The group watched as Ning Qiushui followed the boy inside, and for a moment, they looked at each other, unsure if they should follow.
"You'd better come in quickly..."
Just as they hesitated, the boy's voice came from inside the house again.
"The mist outside... is very unsafe."
Mentioning the mist, they recalled the fat man's tragic death earlier, shivering in fear, and rushed into the room.
The villa's hall was very spacious, decorated in a classical style, with neatly arranged bookshelves on the left, a wooden staircase leading upstairs on the right, and three large sofas in the middle resting area.
In the center of the sofas was a burning brazier.
Inside the room, four people were gathered around the brazier.
They stared blankly at the flames in the brazier, not speaking.
The atmosphere, in such silence... grew colder.
"Excuse me... where is this place?"
"Why are we here?"
"What is the situation with the mist and the bus outside?"
"..."
Finally, after pondering for a moment, Ning Qiushui asked these three questions.
But still, no one answered him.
The four people warming themselves by the fire didn't even glance at him.
At this point, the bearded man behind Ning Qiushui, Liu Chengfeng, couldn't hold back:
"We're asking you a question!"
"Are you all mute?"
His voice was so loud that it echoed in the room, making everyone's eardrums ache.
Finally, the man in a suit sitting across from Ning Qiushui by the fire spoke:
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"I know you have many questions..."
"If you can return alive from the 1st Blood Door, I will provide you with the answers to these questions."
Upon hearing this, a sense of foreboding filled everyone's hearts.
"Blood Door? What is that?"
Ning Qiushui's heart skipped a beat, recalling the mysterious letter he had received earlier, and he asked.
The man in the suit didn't even lift his head, pointing to the third floor of the villa.
"Your time is limited, and in less than five minutes, the Blood Door will open. At that time, you will enter the terrifying world within the Blood Door to complete the tasks on the door."
"Once you complete the tasks, the bus will come to pick you up."
After he finished speaking, a short, thin, twin-tailed woman in the group, Yan Youping, timidly asked:
"What if... we don't complete the tasks?"
The man in the suit slowly raised his head, meeting Yan Youping's gaze.
His calm and indifferent eyes made Yan Youping's heart tremble.
"You will die."
"And it will be... a very miserable death."
Hearing this, everyone's bodies went limp.
They desperately wanted to believe this was just a joke.
However... the serious expression on the man in the suit dispelled the last glimmer of hope in their hearts.
"Is it possible... not to go?"
Another young man with dyed blond hair swallowed and asked.
The man in the suit glanced at him.
"It's possible."
"But... you'd better not sleep again."
The blond man was stunned:
"Wh-why?"
The man in the suit gave a mirthless smile:
"Because if you don't go into the Blood Door to complete the tasks, then... something from behind the Blood Door will come looking for you."
"No matter where you run, they will find you."
"And then..."
The man in the suit didn't continue, but everyone already knew the outcome.
Ning Qiushui glanced at the third floor, then asked the man in the suit:
"Before we go in, do you have any advice for us?"
The man in the suit was slightly taken aback, then shifted his gaze to Ning Qiushui. Seeing Ning Qiushui's calmness, different from the others, a trace of admiration flashed in his eyes.
"Advice... yes."
"Although the stories behind the Blood Door are extremely dangerous, there is more than one Way Out. As long as you find the Way Out, completing the tasks and surviving... isn't difficult."
Ning Qiushui nodded.
"Thank you."
After saying this, he surprisingly took the first step, heading upstairs.
The bearded Liu Chengfeng, seeing Ning Qiushui's decisiveness, hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth and following.
"Damn, brother... you really have guts!"
As he reached Ning Qiushui's side, Liu Chengfeng whispered.
On the road, he had actually noticed Ning Qiushui.
It was hard not to notice.
Whether it was seeing the fat man's skin or smelling that strong stench of blood, Ning Qiushui had little reaction.
"Guts?"
Ning Qiushui chuckled self-deprecatingly.
"Do you think we have a choice?"
Liu Chengfeng was very tall, so even though he was one step lower than Ning Qiushui, he was only slightly shorter.
"When you saw the fat man's skin, you didn't even blink. Were you... in that line of work before?"
"In what line?"
"An assassin."
"You've read too many novels. Where are there so many assassins in real life?"
"Uh... then..."
"I'm a doctor."
"Oh~ no wonder, a forensic doctor?"
"Close, a veterinarian."
Liu Chengfeng: "..."
The two chatted as they reached the third floor of the villa.
Once they arrived, they stopped talking.
The strong stench of blood mixed with the pungent smell of decaying wood filled the air.
On the third floor of the villa, there was nothing except a blood-soaked... wooden door.
Scarlet letters on the door spelled out:
[Take care of the bedridden elderly for five days]
"Taking care of the elderly... that's our task this time."
Ning Qiushui's eyes flickered.
The others also gradually came up, seeing the blood letters on the door, they were all stunned.
"Is it... that simple?"
The woman with gold earrings, Wang Yuning, was incredulous.
The group whispered among themselves, then suddenly stopped, as if sensing something, they all turned to look at the wooden door.
Creak—
Inside the door, it seemed something was pushing it open.
Soon, the door was pushed open by a pair of pale hands!
As the blood-stained wooden door slowly opened, everyone suddenly blacked out, losing consciousness...