127: Chapter 127 Midnight Ghostly Shadows

Chapter 127: Midnight Phantom

Seeing that Fang Cheng, a guy who had been reticent all the way, was actually attracted by his words,

the muscular man couldn't help but reveal a trace of a smile.

He didn't immediately state the so-called "secret," but instead started playing suspenseful games.

Then he raised a finger to make a shushing sound, walked over to the door, and looked left and right outside.

Then he closed the door tightly, confirming that it was locked.

Then he turned around and drew the windows and curtains as well.

Watching his thief-like actions, Fang Cheng's curiosity grew even stronger.

This muscular roommate was called Pan Wendi.

According to what he revealed while boasting, he was a gym coach and boss with an annual income of one million.

However, the identity used to come here was self-given.

Fang Cheng's identity for participating in the Meditation trip was called "Ma Donghao," an intern lawyer who had just graduated from university.

After finishing the precautionary measures, Pan Wendi looked at Fang Cheng solemnly and asked a question:

"Xiao Ma, did you notice just now in the dining room that all the dinners over there were vegetarian dishes?"

Fang Cheng nodded.

Pan Wendi then asked:

"Do you know why?"

Fang Cheng thought for a moment and explained:

"It should be for the sake of Meditation practice. Eating vegetarian food can make people's emotions gentler, making them less prone to anxiety and irritability, just like those monks who keep precepts."

"You are right. I asked those veteran trainees, and they said the same thing."

Pan Wendi nodded in praise, and then added:

"However, they also emphasized one point: the 'Truth and Meditation Fellowship' itself explicitly stipulates that formal members are prohibited from eating any meat, especially sea fish."

Speaking of this, Pan Wendi grinned.

"However, I was bored just now and casually strolled around this building. Until I approached the top floor, I found that the iron gate blocking the stairway was locked and I couldn't go up."

"I was just about to turn and leave, but I smelled a fragrance of meat drifting down from above. The smell made my mouth water just from smelling it. Sigh, we ate too little oily food tonight, and the cravings were hooked out..."

Fang Cheng looked at Pan Wendi, somewhat speechless.

What kind of a big secret was this? It was a waste of how cautiously he had behaved just now like an underground party contact.

Seeing Fang Cheng's expression like that, Pan Wendi immediately explained further:

"This shows that they are inconsistent in word and deed. Since there is one secret, naturally there will be a second secret."

Speaking of this, he waved his hand:

"Enough said. Anyway, just be careful in a place like this isolated overseas island."

Then he took a towel and toothbrush from his bag and walked towards the washroom.

Fang Cheng couldn't help casting a few more glances at his back, feeling that this guy seemed to have hidden meanings in his words and hadn't told the whole story.

After a moment, Pan Wendi walked out of the washroom, lay down on the opposite bed, and started chatting idly again.

"Xiao Ma, what do you do for a living? Are you interested in learning fitness with me?"

"With your appearance, if you match it with a body of toned muscles, you can definitely become a gold-medal coach, and an annual income of one million is not a dream."

"Of course, if you can cultivate a strong physique like mine, I guarantee you can be popular in the circles of wealthy women all over Dongdu..."

Clack.

The room lights suddenly turned off, plunging into darkness instantly.

Seeing that Fang Cheng ignored him, Pan Wendi was still able to mutter endlessly.

Until half an hour later, it finally quieted down.

Fang Cheng lay on his side with foam plugs in his ears, and then closed his eyes as well.

Perhaps because the air quality here was good and the environment was truly pleasant,

Fang Cheng felt that his mental state was more stable, and it was easier for him to fall asleep.

As the Breath-counting Method was performed, his breathing gradually became long and deep, and he completely fell into a deep sleep.

The night was deep.

The fog outside the window also grew thicker, condensing whitishly on the glass.

In the early morning hours.

A gust of cold wind emerged from nowhere.

Fang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and woke up with a start once again.

He only felt the hairs all over his body slightly stand on end, as if he were freezing, so he tucked in the corners of the quilt and wrapped his body tightly.

At the same time, he felt a slight annoyance in his heart; this night's sleep could be said to be the best quality sleep he had had recently.

He even vaguely dreamed a sweet dream, finding himself in a cobalt-blue space.

As if the entire world had turned into a light blue hue, or as if he were swimming freely in the ocean.

Enjoying incomparable peace and tranquility, able to sleep quietly forever.

"I didn't expect it to still be the same old story..."

Fang Cheng let out a soft sigh.

Thinking about it, perhaps he was a bit unused to sleeping in the same room with a stranger and was being overly sensitive.

So he changed his sleeping position, preparing to continue using the Breath-counting Method to aid sleep.

Just at this moment, he suddenly heard a strange sound.

Clack——

Clack——

The source of the sound was outside the door.

It was more impactful than those fine environmental noises, beating against his heart.

It sounded like someone stepping in rubber shoes filled with water, passing through the corridor at a very slow speed.

Fang Cheng's pupils shrank slightly.

The room's door was not completely sealed, leaving a gap at the bottom.

Although the lights in the corridor had gone out, a faint light still penetrated through the gap under the door.

Without a single mistake, a first, a departure, an inner, a content, at, one by one, look!

As that sound rang out, Fang Cheng saw a shadow seemingly standing in front of the door.

At the same time, a strange smell of decay and fishy stinking instantly drifted into his nostrils.

Fang Cheng couldn't help frowning tightly.

In the dead of night, what kind of person was outside the door?

He turned his head to glance at Pan Wendi lying on the opposite bed.

This guy was sleeping deeply, his breathing making a slight snoring sound, completely unaware of the abnormality.

Fang Cheng slowly sat up, clenching his fists, his muscles poised and ready for action.

Ready at any time to give a head-on blow to any ill-intentioned person attempting to break through the door.

It seemed like a few minutes had passed, and yet it also seemed like a single instant.

The shadow outside the door suddenly moved again, walking towards the deeper parts of the corridor.

The walking speed was still very slow, so slow that it seemed like a mere illusion.

Fang Cheng didn't get up and chase out to investigate the situation.

"Perhaps it was some lunatic wandering around in the middle of the night..."

"I'm unfamiliar with the place and people, I'll endure it!"

It's just that the sound still came from the corridor, and a step fell every dozen seconds or so, making people unable to help but keep their heartstrings taut waiting for the sound of his next step.

Fang Cheng sighed helplessly, and simply used his Focus Skill to completely block out the footsteps of that bastard outside the door.

About half an hour later, when he exited the state, that strange sound had also disappeared.

Fang Cheng's head felt slightly bloated, but his heart relaxed a lot, and he slowly fell into sleep once again.

This time it seemed... finally undisturbed.

"Hoo-chih——"

"Hoo-chih——"

A slightly rushed panting sound reached his ears, and Fang Cheng opened his eyes once again.

He found that a muscular man with his shirt off and a sturdy build was lying on the floor, practicing Push-ups.

"Xiao Ma, you're awake. I just started exercising, I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Pan Wendi grinned, looking a bit embarrassed.

Speaking of which, this guy was energetic and cheerful, appearing completely different from other group members who had more or less psychological problems.

"Did you hear any strange sounds last night?"

Fang Cheng composed himself for a moment, then asked.

"Nope."

Pan Wendi felt slightly surprised, stopped his exercise movements, and said:

"The living conditions in this place aren't much, but the environment is truly not bad. I slept much more soundly this time than at home."

Hearing this, Fang Cheng didn't continue sleeping.

He got up from the bed, drew the curtains, and looked outside.

A trace of fish-belly white had already appeared on the edge of the sky, and faint clouds and mist drifted in wisps among the mountain forests.

Like the waves in the distance, they were rapidly receding and dissipating.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath of fresh air, his spirits boosted quite a bit.

Then he went to the washroom to wash up, preparing to go out and find a quiet, uninhabited place to do a little morning exercise.

When he opened the room door, his gaze instantly froze.

He saw a pair of wet footprints impressively appearing in front of the door.