Chapter 6: The Ghoul's Feast
Xiao Han suppressed her fear, stammering, "I—I just tripped."
"Are you okay?"
No. My expression darkened.
"It's an adult ghoul."
"Adult ghouls can refine corpse oil to extinguish ordinary flames."
"Those dishes on the table were probably cooked in its own corpse oil."
007: "What just happened? All I saw was the lighter flame vanish."
I am War God: "Ghouls? Aren't those just in novels? They actually exist? T_T"
Sister is Legend: "So scary, wahhh. But why hasn't Master Lin's expert arrived yet?"
Ghostly Aura Overhead: "Am I the only one still thinking about that food?"
007: "Stop, I'm gonna throw up!"
Yu Meiren: "I think I saw it—the flame got absorbed into Gao Han's arm!"
007: "Enough! I've already called the police!"
"......"
My voice turned grave. "Juvenile ghouls crave fresh human blood and flesh."
"I thought it was after your bodies, but this one has already matured."
"They lose interest in the living—freshly dead corpses become their obsession."
"This ghoul is injured. It lured you here to drain your yang energy with that array."
"Once your yang extinguishes, you'll turn into yin-corpses."
"And yin-corpses are delicacies for ghouls."
Xiao Han trembled uncontrollably, her face bloodless.
"Everyone, eat up! Early to bed after!" Gao Han smiled kindly, the picture of gentleness.
Xiao Han's skin crawled.
Staring at the corpse-oil dishes, she gagged.
"Something wrong?" Gao Han's gaze pinned her in place.
"G-Gao Han, my stomach's upset. I'll skip dinner!"
She clutched her abdomen convincingly while subtly signaling the others.
"Not feeling well?"
An icy draft swirled around her. In the darkness, Gao Han's face looked corpse-pale—almost green.
"Then rest early."
He seemed unbothered, picking up his phone.
Its glow illuminated his face, radiating palpable malice.
"What's this?"
He opened Douyin—directly to Xiao Han's Livestream.
Her phone slipped from numb fingers.
We're screwed.