225: Chapter 225 Something's Happening

Fear is contagious, especially when paired with the tangible skeleton right before their eyes.

The women chimed in one after another, their words growing more absurd and more spine-chilling by the minute.

They attributed all the bad luck they had encountered over the past few days to the unclean things on the island.

The atmosphere inside the crevice was compressed to the absolute limit.

Right at that moment, a deafening crash rang out from outside.

A bolt of lightning split the dark clouds.

The intense light instantly pierced through the mouth of the crevice and struck the inner wall.

The skeleton sitting upright in the alcove was illuminated pale white by the intense light, and its elongated shadow suddenly lunged toward the ground, casting precisely onto Yang Ningcong's feet.

"Ahhh!"

Yang Ningcong's nerves had been tightly taut all along.

This sudden thunder and shadow directly pierced through his psychological defense line.

He sprang up from the ground in an instant, his back slamming heavily against the stone wall, his scalp tingling with fright.

"Shut up! All of you fucking shut up for me!"

Yang Ningcong pointed at the women, his complexion no better than the skeleton on the wall, "Whoever dares to mention the word death again, whoever dares to say another half sentence of superstitious ghostly nonsense, I'll strip her bare right now and throw her out in the rain! Throw her out to feed the ghosts!"

Frightened by his ferocious expression, the women immediately fell silent, leaving only deliberately suppressed sobs.

Yang Ningcong pressed against the stone wall, panting heavily in large gasps.

He tightly clutched that yellow PLB beacon.

This was his only psychological comfort right now.

He didn't believe in the supernatural; he only believed in the Yang Family's money.

As long as the equipment was there, the Yang Family's search and rescue team would be able to find him even if they turned this sea upside down.

Wang Laoliu sat to one side, adding a piece of dry firewood to the campfire.

He didn't look at Yang Ningcong, nor did he pay attention to the crazy talk of those women.

He simply drew the short knife he carried with him and wiped the blade with a relatively dry cloth.

His movements were extremely steady; he didn't believe in ghosts, but he knew that the person up above was even harder to deal with than a ghost.

Time stretched on infinitely.

The rain showed no signs of stopping at all; instead, it poured harder and harder.

The wind poured into the crevice, making an extremely sharp howling sound.

The temperature dropped all the way down as night fell.

Even with the campfire, the people on the outer perimeter were still shivering so much that their lips turned purple with cold.

Not knowing how long they had endured.

Xiao Chuan finally couldn't help asking with a crying tone: "Does anyone know what time it is? When on earth is this rain going to stop..."

This question not only failed to soothe people's hearts, but instead plunged the entire space into an even deeper deathly silence.

When the rain would stop, no one knew.

Meanwhile, dozens of meters above in the Karst Cave,

the field of vision here was extremely broad. Although the night was deep, he could still clearly see the general outline of the beach below.

The heavy rain completely washed away the residual bloodstains and the smell of gunpowder smoke on the beach. Lin Fan stood there for a while before turning around and walking back inside the Karst Cave.

The temperature inside was noticeably much higher than outside.

The bonfire burned very brightly, driving away the dampness.

Xu Zhixia's outburst of "crazy" remarks was just an interlude to adjust the atmosphere.

Lin Fan didn't bother to explain at all. In this place, how others viewed him wasn't important; what was important was that no one dared to refute him.

He was calculating the current situation.

The heavy rain and fierce wind were natural defensive barriers.

No matter how capable Wang Laoliu was, without any climbing equipment and with his whole body slippery, it was absolutely impossible for him to climb up this natural highland barehanded in this weather.

That knife-wielding fellow not only had to look after himself, but also had to keep an eye on that wealthy young master down below.

External threats were temporarily lifted.

Lin Fan glanced at the few people inside the cave.

The internal hidden dangers had long been cleared out by him.

Where those two restless thorns, Zhang Tao and Wang Lan, had been washed away by the seawater was completely unknown.

The remaining people definitely couldn't stir up any trouble; tonight was absolutely safe.

Lin Fan stretched his shoulders; he didn't even need to arrange a strict night watch rotation.

"Liu Feifei, add some firewood, don't let the fire go out." Lin Fan walked past the campfire, gave the instruction, and then walked toward the partition.

Lin Fan lifted the curtain, and the partition had no light sources at all, plunging into pure darkness.

But the temperature was warmer than outside, and the air was filled with a faint, elegant fragrance mixed with a woman's scent.

This place was originally where three women lived, and she hadn't had time yet to adapt to the darkness.

A warm body pressed up against him.

That was an undeniable initiative, a wave of fragrance washing over him.

Two arms reached out from the darkness and wrapped around Lin Fan's neck.

The touch was extremely delicate.

Without needing to turn on the light, Lin Fan could guess who it was.

The darkness cut off vision, but magnified all other senses infinitely.

Lin Fan didn't move, letting her clumsily press close against him.

In the darkness, Su Qingxue's cheeks were almost burning up.

The two months here were enough for many things to happen.

Enough to make a woman who once stood in the clouds thoroughly recognize the reality that she had long since been reduced to a vassal.

But every single time before, the initiative was in Lin Fan's hands.

And she could only passively endure, repeatedly torn between humiliation and a hint of strange security.

But tonight was her first time taking the initiative.

This decision drained all of her remaining pride.

Her lips groped about in the darkness, lightly touching Lin Fan's jaw, and then the corner of his mouth.

Her movements were clumsy, with no technique to speak of.

"What?" Lin Fan spoke, "So in the mood today?"

His calmness made Su Qingxue's body stiffen.

She had anticipated what kind of reaction Lin Fan might have—perhaps a rough response, perhaps mockery and teasing—but she never expected a question.

A sense of frustration surged into her heart, and Su Qingxue's movements stagnated.

The arms she wrapped around his neck subconsciously wanted to loosen.

However, the moment she shrank back, a large hand clasped her lower back and pulled her with moderate force, leaving only a layer of clothing between the two of them.

Lin Fan's other hand lifted her chin.

"Something you need from me?"

Su Qingxue's body tensed even tighter.

She suddenly realized that in front of this man, any scheming and plotting of hers appeared incomparably ridiculous.

He saw things more clearly than anyone else.

Rather than being passively exposed, it was better to show her cards herself.

"I..." Su Qingxue's voice carried a tremor, "If... I mean if, rescue really comes..."

She paused for a moment, as if organizing her words, or as if gathering her last bit of strength for herself, "Will you let me leave?"