Chapter 107 The Black-and-White Demon Domain 2
"This is truly the definition of a home with barren walls..." Feng Bujue walked into the room. The long house was old and worn, and the walls were a mix of bricks and woods. The exposed beams were made of wood, and the walls had spidery cracks on them. Some of the more serious cracks even had cement layered on top of them—they looked fairly recent. There was only one window in the room. It was about one meter wide, and it was the kind similar to the one in prison, with bars and not glass. There was a simple bar of wood installed above the windowsill from where the curtain hung. If the wind was to blow into the room, then the rain was definitely going to drip through the open window.
The house was delineated into two rooms with a door-less doorframe as a partition. The first room that Feng Bujue entered could be seen as the living room. It was about ten meters wide and had wooden tiles as flooring. Leaning against the wall was a cupboard that reached Feng Bujue’s chest. A short, circular table was placed in the middle of the room and around it were three tatami mats.
The ceiling was low, and one of the beams had an exposed lightbulb dangling from it, giving off the only source of light.
Feng Bujue walked through the doorframe and poked his head to look into the other room. The room was smaller than the living room. A bed was placed on the ground, and it had already taken up half of the space. There was a dresser placed next to the doorframe. There was a conspicuous absence of lamps in the room. In other words, when the person living there wanted to go to bed, they had to turn off the light in the living room and find their way in the dark before crawling into the bed in the second room to sleep.
Of course... since this house did not have much furniture, technically speaking, it should not be too dangerous to wander in the dark.
"This is a bit much..." Feng Bujue closed the door and mumbled to himself. "There is electricity but no water. Even the bathroom is shared."
He had already noticed that when he was outside. In the corner of the yard stood something that looked like a telephone booth. That should be a mobile toilet.Upstodatee from n(0)/ve/lbIn/.(co/m
"Current quest complete. Main quest updated."
Before he even sat down, the system rang. Feng Bujue opened the menu and noticed that there was a tick next to the ’Go Home’ quest. The new quest was "Stay at your home until dawn."
"Huh?" Feng Bujue instantly looked displeased. "I have to stay here one night?"
After another sip of hot tea, he mumbled, "Following the main quest... should lead me to more scares, and I shouldn’t be cornered into impossible to win battles."
He put down the cup. "But... this is quite boring. Am I supposed to fall asleep while in-game? By the way, is there even not a newspaper in this room?"
"Oh..." Suddenly, a strange voice sounded. "Wu... Ergh..."
Then those two sounds followed. They were dragged out. They sounded like the voice an old witch would make. The sounds came from the wall, from the room of his ’neighbor’.
"What the hell is going on?" Feng Bujue turned his face to the wall. "It’s raining so heavily outside... and people are summoning the spirits inside?"
Feng Bujue thought about it and realized that this should be part of the plot, and he should be reacting in some way.
"Hello, are you okay over there?" he yelled at the wall. Then, the voice suddenly stopped.
"What’s going on? Is she dead?" Feng Bujue was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground, but once the voice stopped, he pressed his palms against the ground and edged his body as silently as he could toward the wall. He perked up his ears and leaned against the wall to listen.
Creak...
It was the sound of the door followed by footsteps. From the sound of it, his neighbor had left her room.
"Wait, she’s not coming over to knock on my door, right?" Feng Bujue moved to wait behind the door of his room, but from his side, the only audible sound was the rain outside. He waited for a while, but there was no knocking, and it did not seem like anyone had shuffled to his door.
Since Feng Bujue had no fear, he planned to open the door to take a look, to see what kind of entity his neighbor was. He stood up and gripped the wrench with one hand while his other slowly turned the doorknob. He pulled the door back, leaving a gap while he peered outside.