mynovelweb Chapter 905 Getting Up in the Middle of the Night
Chapter 905 Getting Up in the Middle of the Night
Time passed second by second, and the cave was filled with the unique rustling sounds of the night.
Thumbelina, too, fell into a deep sleep amidst her long period of worry, anxiety, and fear.
Anjie quietly walked to the corner and looked down at Thumbelina, signaling to He Lingling with her eyes what to do next.
"..." He Lingling took a deep breath and looked at An Jie and Yu Shijiu, who had opened his eyes by the bedside.
"Let's put Thumbelina on the bed first."
He Lingling said.
They now need to go outside and chat with the other two "Thumbelina" figures who have appeared.
Just as Yu Shijiu was about to get up, he saw An Jie had already bent down and quietly picked up Thumbelina.
Yu Shijiu: "..."
He stopped in place and remained motionless for a moment.
Only after watching Anjie place Thumbelina on the bed and tenderly cover her with a blanket did He Lingling say, "...Let's begin now."
According to her initial plan, Xu Han and Chen Yi, who seemed the most harmless and meticulous, were to go first to "invite" the helpful "Thumbelina".
If the other party can communicate, the reason can be that they seem to have heard Swallow groaning in pain and are worried that her injury is getting worse—as long as that "Thumbelina" is also worried about or disgusted by Swallow, it will definitely work.
After quickly assigning tasks to everyone, Yu Shijiu, He Lingling, and Xu Han went to the designated contact point to wait.
Anjie and Chen Yi were to go into the passage and lure the female ghost, who resembled "Thumbelina," over.
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Yang Hua lay in bed with her eyes closed, trying to fall asleep, but no matter how much she tossed and turned, she couldn't drift off.
The rustling of the dry grass beneath him was particularly jarring in the deathly silent room.
Yang Hua listened to Hua's steady, long breathing above the bed next to her, and the unease she had been deliberately suppressing grew stronger in the darkness.
Is Sister Fang really asleep?
After dinner, Fang Youhua's momentary dazed expression and cold fingertips, along with her light "Don't be afraid of me"... these images kept replaying in Yang Hua's mind.
Yang Hua was willing to believe that Fang Youhua wouldn't harm her, but this "belief" was mixed with too much fear that even she herself couldn't express.
Fang Youhua is becoming increasingly unfamiliar; beneath that gentle demeanor, something cold and stubborn seems to be slowly taking shape.
As Yang Hua thought about it, she became even more unable to sleep. All she could hear was the pounding of her heart in her ears, which seemed to excite even her brain.
"..."
Yang Hua turned over in frustration, but his body suddenly froze.
She heard noises coming from the underground passage outside the door.
It was those seemingly endless scratching sounds... they sounded even more intense than the previous nights.
The rustling sound was like countless tiny teeth gnawing at the soil inside the burrow. After listening for a while, Yang Hua even felt as if those "claws" were gnawing at his throbbing nerves.
"..." Yang Hua couldn't help but turn over and look at the small ventilation hole in the door.
It was dark outside, with only occasional, very rare, flashes of faint yellow light—the flickering candlelight on the walls.
...The scratching sounds seemed to be getting closer to the door.
Yang Hua stared at the dim hole for a long time, then, with her heart pounding, she suddenly closed her eyes and buried her face in the musty-smelling blanket.
I can't watch anymore... I can't watch any more... I have to believe, I have to believe in Sister Fang... I have to believe in Fang Youhua, only by believing in Fang Youhua can I survive...
Just as Yang Hua began to force himself to count sheep, a very slight rustling sound of fabric came from the bed next to him.
Yang Hua's body, which had just relaxed, suddenly stiffened, and he subconsciously slowed his breathing.
Fang Youhua sat up.
In the dimly lit room, Yang Hua squinted and could only make out a blurry outline.
Fang Youhua sat quietly on the edge of the bed, motionless, as if listening to the scratching sounds coming from the underground passage outside.
Was Sister Fang listening to the sounds of those "claws"? Was she woken up?
Yang Hua's mind was in turmoil. She huddled under the covers, barely daring to breathe, her eyes peeking out from above the blankets as she stared at Fang Youhua's back.
A few seconds later, Yang Hua watched as Fang Youhua got out of bed very slowly, barefoot, stepping on the cold, damp muddy ground, and silently walked towards the door.
Yang Hua's heart jumped into her throat the moment she saw Fang Youhua's actions.
She instinctively tried to stop her, but no sound came out of her tight throat.
Fortunately, Fang Youhua stopped behind the door. Yang Hua watched as she pressed her ear against the rough wooden door, seemingly just to hear the scratching sounds outside.
Yang Hua's anxiety slowly subsided.
It turns out that Fang Youhua really just wanted to hear what was happening outside...
Then, the next second, Yang Hua saw Fang Youhua suddenly do something that almost froze his blood—Fang Youhua gently pulled open the door latch, abruptly opening the tightly closed wooden door a crack.
A chilly wind, mixed with a clearer scratching sound, blew in, carrying that cloyingly sweet, putrid stench that I could never get used to.
Yang Hua was so shocked he almost sat up.
What exactly is Fang Youhua up to?! Why did she come out at this time? All they had to do was follow Old Field Mouse's orders to properly receive the mole tomorrow and advance the story exploration progress, right?
Why did Fang Youhua suddenly open the door in the middle of the night? Wasn't she afraid that they would both be marked by those "animal monsters"?!
Yang Hua was filled with anxiety and secretly resolved to stop Fang Youhua from going out alone.
Having talent skills is also not an option. All players know the side effects of using talent skills. When there is no definite way out, no player would be foolish enough to do nothing and directly activate the talent skill... unless there is really no way out and no other choice.
Fortunately, Fang Youhua showed no intention of leaving.
She stood straight behind the crack in the door, quietly looking out at the dim, warm yellow tunnel.
What exactly is Fang Youhua looking at? She seems to be waiting for something...
Yang Hua bit her lip hard, her nails digging into her palms. She saw Fang Youhua by the door slightly tilt her head, her gaze seemingly fixed on a certain direction in the passageway—that was…
Yang Hua was slightly taken aback.
She knew what was in that direction—it was the location of the "Living" guild's room.
Why did Fang Youhua get up in the middle of the night to open the door? Was she spying on what they were doing?
Yang Hua's heart skipped a beat, and an extremely bold guess suddenly popped into his mind.
Could it be that... the members of the "Living" guild were out all night, running around in the underground caves searching for clues instead of sleeping?