Lin: "You're dreaming."

　　Cheng: "You-"

　　Lin: "Leave. I won't let you kill her."

　　Silence fell outside for a moment, then the sound of departing footsteps reached their ears.

　　Lin hadn't expected Cheng to give up so easily.

　　He was stunned for a moment before turning to Wang and saying, "He's gone."

　　Wang started crying again.

　　For the rest of the night, the three people in the room didn't sleep much.

　　As Lin helped Wang treat her wound, Ruan sat by the window, silently watching the outside.

　　Lin asked what she was looking at, and Ruan replied, "I'm looking at the well outside."

　　"What's so interesting about that?" Lin didn't have a good impression of the well.

　　Ruan said softly, "It's good to look at it more. Maybe I'll end up in the well too."

　　Lin said, "I won't let you go into the well."

　　He slowly wiped away the bloodstains on the floor and said seriously, "If I have to, I'll go first."

　　Ruan laughed and finally said, "You're a very interesting person."

　　Wang survived, though her right hand was injured, it was a miracle that she escaped with her life.

　　Lin had thought Cheng would be ashamed to show his face the next day, but to his surprise, he appeared in the downstairs hall in the morning as if nothing had happened, eating breakfast.

　　When Wang saw him, she ducked behind Lin, almost bursting into tears again.

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　　Lin said coldly, "Cheng, how dare you show your face?"

　　Cheng glanced at Lin indifferently, "Why can't I appear?"

　　"You tried to kill Wang." Lin couldn't understand his audacity, "She's a living person!"

　　Cheng sneered and didn't say anything.

　　The other members of the team heard their conversation.

　　 Some looked at Cheng with disgust, while others were numb, completely unmoved, as if killing a teammate was insignificant.

　　Chi seemed unhappy as well. He said, "If you're so good at killing, go kill the ghost. Why are you attacking your own teammate?"

　　Cheng stuffed food into his mouth, not responding at all.

　　Lin was afraid that he would suddenly attack, so he kept a watchful eye on him.

　　He had a feeling that Cheng was acting strangely, but couldn't pinpoint the discrepancy.

　　After they finished eating, Lin and Ruan returned to their room, Ruan suddenly asked, "Do you think the monster will kill anyone else in the next three days?"

　　"What do you mean?" Lin was taken aback.

　　"That thing is clearly intelligent," Ruan said, "If I were it, I wouldn't kill anyone for the next three days."

　　Lin: "..."

　　Ruan's slender fingers slowly peeled the skin off a sweet potato. Her lips parted, leaving a row of neat teeth marks on the soft sweet potato, "If we haven't filled the well with dead bodies in three days, guess what will happen?"

　　Lin understood what Ruan meant.

　　His throat tightened, "There will be more than one Cheng in the team."

　　Ruan nodded.

　　Lin suddenly began to yearn for the phrase "If you have any problems, call the police..."

　　Cheng would definitely be arrested for attempted murder, sentenced to three to ten years in prison.

　　Lin sighed, "What do we do?"

　　Ruan said, "Just wait. Things will eventually end." For better or for worse.

　　Everyone was waiting for nightfall.

　　Though they didn't say it, most people secretly hoped that the first victim would appear.

　　But things went against their expectations.

　　 For two nights in a row, nothing happened.

　　The normally dangerous nights became incredibly peaceful, as if there was nothing left except the wind and snow.

　　Lin found a time to ask the carpenter what would happen if they didn't fill the well within three days.

　　The carpenter said that they would have to chop down a tree and pray at the temple again.

　　This answer made everyone feel even more heavy-hearted.

　　 They didn't have that much time left.

　　If they had to repeat what they did before, the entire team might be wiped out.

　　"It's not necessary to be too nervous," Xiao said. "In every scenario, at least one person survives." She laughed self-deprecatingly, "What if that person is me."

　　However, the others didn't say anything.

　　Everyone knew deep down that the price of this gamble was too high, and no one could afford to bet that they were the final survivor.