“Wen Nuan, you should hurry to the washroom to fix your clothes a bit,” An Xiangbei laughed. “It looks like you really are a bit tired; you even did your clothing buttons wrong.”
Wen Nuan spent a long time trying to remember, but he didn’t understand when he might have messed his own clothes up. He quickly nodded and said, “Then I’ll trouble you to take care of things here. I’ll come back soon.”
It would be too shameful if he let guests see him in this slovenly way.
“How is the progress on things?”
As Wen Nuan was walking towards the washroom on the first floor of the hotel, very soon, he heard a familiar voice.
It was the guest from Room 404. There was no way Wen Nuan wouldn’t recognize that heavenly voice.
As he turned a corner, he came face-to-face with Baili Wuchang. Heibai Wuchang were standing at his side.
“Good evening, guest,” Wen Nuan greeted them politely.
Wen Nuan was a front desk worker, and because he was on the clock, he couldn’t just ignore guests when he saw them. Greeting them was basic etiquette. There was nothing wrong there.
Baili Wuchang didn’t expect to run into Wen Nuan again so quickly. He subconsciously paused in his step, his gaze moving down, staring at Wen Nuan.
Wen Nuan had originally been rushing to fix his clothes, and he was about to go on his way after saying hello. But…
Baili Wuchang’s gaze was a bit strange. In fact, it was very complicated, as if there was something he wanted to say.
After a good few moments, Wen Nuan asked, “Excuse me guest, do you need something?”
Baili Wuchang said nothing.
The surrounding atmosphere became rather stiff.
Wen Nuan forced his lips into a smile. He inwardly thought that the guest from Room 404 really was difficult to understand.
He blinked a few times, wanting to say something to quickly dispel this air of awkwardness.
“Ah, guest…”
Wen Nuan was a little surprised. “Guest, the corner of your mouth has split. Could it be that the air here is too dry, increasing your internal heat?”
Corner of your mouth…
Baili Wuchang’s blank face finally showed a bit of emotion, but it was an emotion that made him look even more displeased.
He subconsciously raised a hand to touch his own lips.
Of course Baili Wuchang knew the corner of his mouth had split. It was the drunkard Wen Nuan himself who had bit him. In no way did Baili Wuchang ever expect someone to dare act against him and carry out a sneak attack head-on.
Wen Nuan had no recollection of trying to kiss Baili Wuchang. He had brazenly brought the topic up, and in Baili Wuchang’s eyes, it was like he was purposely trying to provoke him.
“Crackle—” went the sound of Baili Wuchang’s clenched knuckles.
Wen Nuan really didn’t have any recollection. He continued enthusiastically, “The hotel has free iced tea. It’s quite effective if you want to decrease your internal heat. Guest, would you like some? I can send some…” over to you…
He didn’t finish speaking before Baili Wuchang and his frosty face taciturnly walked away.
Wen Nuan stood in the same place, watching Baili Wuchang’s departing silhouette. He didn’t know why, but he had the feeling that the guest from Room 404 had just broken up, or at least dumped by someone else.
Bai Wuchang glanced at him but also said nothing, quickly leaving to catch up with Baili Wuchang. Hei Wuchang stayed back a few steps, not in a rush to leave.
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Hei Wuchang patted Wen Nuan on the shoulder and said, “Don’t mind him, little cutie. Our boss isn’t in a good mood today.”
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“I say, boss, really…” Hei Wuchang caught up to Bai Wuchang, unable to stop himself from prattling on in a whisper, “What a slag! Earlier, he had stripped the little cutie of his clothes, looking at him from head to toe and toe to head, inspecting him in and out in secret. Not to mention not taking responsibility, just now when the little cutie greeted him with such passion, the boss just ignored him without a word.”
“Ai, isn’t this all because he didn’t have a birthmark? The human world is vast; the trace of that great devil’s soul is so small, it’s like we’re searching for a needle in a haystack. Of course we aren’t going to find him that easily.”
“But speaking of which, the scent on that little cutie’s body is quite nice. It’s not that of any other living human, and it’s rather peculiar. It’s especially attractive to ghosts—whew—now that’s what I call fatal! It’s like a cat sniffing catnip! It kind of goes to your head. I got close to the little cutie earlier to say a few words, and my legs almost gave out.”
Bai Wuchang couldn’t stand the buzzing by his ear, firmly saying, “Shut up.”
“I haven’t finished.” Hei Wuchang wouldn’t drop the issue, continuing, “You didn’t see earlier, but when the little cutie went into the washroom, there were two dark shadows who secretly followed him in. I reckon they were ghosts who were attracted by his scent. Their saliva was dripping onto their shoes, and they stared at the little cutie like they were starving and thirsty. Compared to our boss, they…” were even more out of pocket.
He didn’t finish before his voice caught in his throat. Hei Wuchang trembled from head to toe, feeling a gaze that seemed to shoot holes straight through him.
He raised his head. At some point unbeknownst to him, Baili Wuchang had stopped walking, turning around to glare at him intensely.
Hei Wuchang chuckled dryly. “Uh, boss, I…I was just joking.”
Baili Wuchang said blankly, “You have time to joke around? It looks like you two are rather carefree. How about I let you two go check things out?”
Hei Wuchang earnestly agreed, “Reporting to boss, we’ve already found some clues. There’s a ghost who used a fake passport and is taking the name and identity of another ghost. He fled from the ghost gate to the living world, staying right here in the Hell Chain Hotel.”
Bai Wuchang added, “We have already asked Fan Liangda to verify every guest’s identity and passport. It’ll take about two days to complete.”
“Two days?” Baili Wuchang was obviously very displeased with this amount of time.
Hei Wuchang scratched the back of his head and said, “After all…after all, there are a lot of guests from the Underworld staying in the Hell Chain Hotel. All the ghosts who leave the Underworld to visit relatives transfer from here. It takes a bit of time to check them all…”
“But don’t worry, boss…”
“Yi? Wait a minute, where’d the boss go?”
Hei Wuchang had only just spoken when he raised his head to see not even a strand of Baili Wuchang’s hair in front of him; the man was gone. He looked around suspiciously, but only Bai Wuchang remained.
Bai Wuchang was not at all surprised by the boss’s sudden disappearance. He unhurriedly raised a hand, pointing in the direction behind them.
It was in the direction of the washroom.
Once Wen Nuan went into the washroom, he entered an unoccupied stall.
“Bang…” As the sound of the door closed behind him, two sneaky and shadowy figures slithered into the washroom behind him.
The door to the washroom hadn’t been opened again; rather, the two shadows sneaked in through the cracks of the door, like wisps of smoke and fog.
These were the ghosts tailing behind Wen Nuan that Hei Wuchang had mentioned before.
“Smells good…”
“Something smells really good…”
“I want to smell more and more…”
One of the shadows stretched out a hand, its twiny, skeletal fingers grazing the stall door.
“Oh! Aaaah!!!”
And in an instant, this shadow suddenly started to scream.
The subtle sound of wind passed by the shadow’s ear, and with a bright silver light, the back of the shadow’s fingers were met with a sharp dagger, instantly slicing through the back of its hand and nailing it to the stall door.
The shadow was already a ghost, so there was no blood, but the part of his hand that had been stabbed through kept dripping a rolling black smoke, emitting a “sizzle sizzle” kind of burning noise.
“Bai…it’s Baili…Lord Baili!”
The other ghost had been frightened, tumbling on the ground and staring in shock at the figure who had suddenly appeared behind them.
Baili Wuchang’s forehead had veins jumping out beneath the skin. His pupils had a hazy layer of crimson mist over them. In his right hand, he was grasping yet another sharp dagger.
His lips that were always in a frown actually tilted up a little, forming a sinister smile.
In fact, Wen Nuan was only half right. Baili Wuchang truly wasn’t in a good mood every day, but he wasn’t against smiling. It was just that when Baili Wuchang smiled, it wasn’t usually because he was feeling cheerful. On the contrary, it was most likely because of his accumulated feelings of intense bloodshed.
The two ghosts had been scared stiff, trembling in place as they begged for forgiveness again and again.
“Lord Baili! Lord Baili, please spare us!”
“We were just…”
“We didn’t know he was your…”
“Before I change my mind, scram,” Baili Wuchang spat harshly.
On the other side of the door, Wen Nuan didn’t hear a peep of anything strange. He undid all his buttons, rebuttoning them properly this time.
He casually opened the stall door and walked out. The total time he spent inside was no more than a minute, and outside the stall, all was peaceful. Besides Wen Nuan, there was nobody else.
No shadows, no Baili Wuchang.
After exiting the stall, Wen Nuan decided to wash his hands, prepared to wash his face as well to freshen himself up.
He was just about to turn on the faucet when he saw that in the corner next to the sink, someone had dropped something.
“A wallet?”
Wen Nuan leaned over to pick it up. It was indeed a wallet. “It looks like a guest accidentally dropped this when they were in the washroom.”
Wen Nuan opened the wallet, wondering if there was an ID or contact card inside.
The wallet was black, its design simple, and there wasn’t much inside.
“There’s an ID.” Wen Nuan pulled it out, unable to help looking surprised. “It turns out it’s Senior An’s.”
The ID’s picture, name, birthday, and etcetera clearly had An Xiangbei’s three-character name written on it.
When the ID card was pulled out, something else dropped out alongside it.
Wen Nuan quickly picked it up. It was a wallet-sized photo. To be more precise, it was half a photo, folded in half down the middle…
The person in the photo wasn’t An Xiangbei, but it was still someone Wen Nuan recognized.
“Mr. Su?” Wen Nuan was surprised once again, his eyes widening.
The Su Mu in the photo was probably not yet college age. He wore a high school uniform, looking like a young boy. His smile was very carefree, quite the opposite of the cautious and mature aura he gave off now.
The photo was likely taken with more people, but it had been ripped in half.
“So An Xiangbei really does know Mr. Su.”
Wen Nuan felt like these two people probably knew each other on a level more than just recognition.
The picture of Su Mu inside An Xiangbei’s wallet looked like it had been kept for a long time, probably for at least a few years.
But Mr. Su hadn’t looked at An Xiangbei, as if he didn’t recognize him. It made people feel rather…
“Now’s not the time to be curious.”
Wen Nuan put the wallet away to return to An Xiangbei later. Right now, he was at work, so he had to quickly get back to the front desk.
Wen Nuan turned on the faucet, quickly washing his hands.
The mirror above the sink was bright and clean, and it was able to clearly reflect every angle of the washroom. It was in this mirror that a shadow could be seen.
It wasn’t either of those two ghosts who had followed Wen Nuan, but…
Baili Wuchang.
Because Wen Nuan had exited the stall too quickly, Baili Wuchang had no chance to run away. The next thing he knew, he was hiding in a corner between two stalls within the washroom.
As to why he had “hid”, why he didn’t want to come face-to-face with the other, even Baili Wuchang didn’t quite understand himself. His actions were faster than his reasoning. He had already “stealthily” hid himself between the toilets.
“Ah…”
In the middle of washing his hands, Wen Nuan looked into the mirror and let out a sound of surprise.
Baili Wuchang’s heart sank. What bad luck he had; he had been too careless; he’d been found out…
“How did the corner of my mouth also split?”
Wen Nuan stared into the mirror, frowning a little. His gaze wasn’t in the direction of the stalls at all; he was perplexedly staring at his own mouth.
“Hiss…” Wen Nuan drew in a sharp breath. “Could it be that I also have too much internal heat?”
Baili Wuchang sighed, but in the next moment, he felt inexplicably embarrassed, subconsciously raising his hand to touch the corner of his lips that had also split…
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[The Underworld’s gossip, Ten Unsolved Mysteries of the Hell Chain Hotel, with new additions!]
Mystery 11: Why do Lord Baili and the hotel’s little front desk worker have the same injury on the corner of their mouths? Is it because the day was dry and their internal heat increased, or was it because the day was dry and **?
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Hei Wuchang is so funny 🤣💖
Lol they’re so chaotic I love it! 😂