"Card Master, what brings you home so early today? Did you close the game room?"

As the Card Master approached the door of an apartment, an elderly woman doing laundry nearby called out to him.

At the same time, she looked at Sun Yan and Sosia with some confusion; in a place like Youma Community, it was rare to see visitors dropping by for a look.

Unless they were tenants or squatters, who would choose to live in a place where utilities were so inconvenient?

"You old hag, you talk too much. Just wash your clothes," the Card Master grumbled irritably.

He then led Sun Yan and Sosia into the apartment. Youma Community had been established a long time ago, so the hallways inside these apartments were very old.

The peeling walls exposed the cement layer beneath.

The railings were rusted, and the wood had rotted and split into web-like cracks, as if a touch would shatter them.

"There are quite a few residents living in this apartment building. The photo I sent you was taken in the room of a tenant on the seventh floor. He used to pay rent regularly, but he hasn't shown up for a long time. The apartment manager was worried something happened to him, so they asked me to break in and check it out,

after all, if someone dies in the apartment and nobody finds out, it would be a huge problem for the other tenants if the body decomposes and stinks,

when I broke in, I discovered the tenant's room was arranged in a very eerie manner. The walls and furniture were covered with those opaque red cloths,

and that Flower Vase Girl's head was what I found when I pulled back one of those cloths. I only had time to take a photo before the owner returned from outside and drove us all out."

The Card Master struggled to move up the hallway, speaking in a hushed tone.

"Have you told anyone else about this?" Sun Yan asked.

"Can't be bothered. We're just ordinary people in the Youma Community. What would it change if they knew? People would still go about their lives the same way. Knowing too much just means losing sleep over it."

The Card Master reached the seventh floor and panted as he spoke to a metal door in the hallway, "Here we are. I didn't want to bother with him, but the feng shui in Youma Community is so messed up, with so much filth. Every year we have to hold the Rebirth Festival, and it's all because these guys are secretly stirring up trouble, worsening the situation.

This time they even got my cousin possessed. I can't stand it anymore. I must expose these people, so I brought you here to livestream. There's definitely some dirty stuff in our community. As long as you catch it on camera during the stream, it will definitely go viral."

Sun Yan was puzzled: "So, what are you going to do?"

"You start the livestream, and I'll help create the circumstances. Together, we'll expose these shady people."

The Card Master suddenly coughed and spat on the floor.

Sun Yan had no idea what he planned to do until the Card Master suddenly kicked the door of the room.

Despite being a chubby guy, he had quite a bit of strength. The locked iron door didn't put up any resistance.

With a single kick, the door flew open, revealing the pitch-black interior of the room.

"This..." Sun Yan and Sosia were shocked, completely caught off guard.

Wasn't this illegal trespassing?

"Let's go. I'll take the blame if something happens."

The Card Master nonchalantly pulled out his phone and turned on the flashlight, leading the way inside.

Sun Yan had no choice but to follow. He was still very curious about what the Flower Vase Girl was all about.

The room was pitch black and, as the Card Master said, covered with red cloths everywhere, making it feel like they were walking into a maze.

The air had a strange odor, and it seemed like no one had lived here for a long time.

The Card Master, fearless, started tearing down the red cloths one by one.

As a piece of red cloth fell in the living room, suddenly a figure appeared ahead, standing right in front of the Card Master.

"My God!"

He yelled in fright, jumping to the side.

"What's that!"

Sun Yan and Sosia, both with night vision, saw it clearly as the figure emerged.

It was a man hanging by a rope!

Not knowing how long he had been dead, his skin had taken on a bizarre purplish-red hue.

His tongue was elongated to his chin, pierced in the center of his neck by a steel nail adorned with a Talisman.

Even more bizarrely, the man was naked, with his entire body covered in Talismans.

His head was wrapped in yellow cloth, leaving half of his face exposed.

This looked like some sort of sinister ritual.

"Hell, what on earth is this!"

The Card Master, recovering from the shock, approached cautiously, still a bit reluctant to examine the hanging corpse.

For an ordinary person, you have to admit he was quite brave to remain this calm in the presence of a dead body.

"Was this the tenant you mentioned earlier?" Sun Yan asked.

"It seems like it, but I can't be sure unless his face is fully revealed."

"He really hung himself in his own home..." Sun Yan mused, turning towards the other red cloths in the room.

As he pulled down one piece of cloth after another, the entire layout of the house gradually revealed itself to them.

In the center of the living room was the Eight Immortals table from the photo the Card Master had given to Sun Yan.

And on the table were three lined-up blue and white porcelain vases.

Each vase had a woman's head resting in its mouth. Their skin was white and smooth, their eyes closed, lips pressed together, looking just like sleeping people.

"Gasp!"

Even with all of Sun Yan's Magical Artifacts, he couldn't help but gasp at the sight.

A chill ran down his spine, from his tailbone up to the top of his head.

There were no mirrors, no Blinding Techniques—these Flower Vase Girls were real!

Their bodies were planted inside the porcelain vases, making the scene exceptionally eerie.

Western horror thrives on blood, violence, and shock value.

Chinese horror is unsettling, even ordinary things can seem sinister in a specific atmosphere.

Sun Yan had seen some gruesome things on X before from third-world countries, but hadn't been too disturbed.

But now, an inexplicable unease set in.

Who would keep such things at home, and what was their purpose?

"I knew this guy was up to no good hiding here, constantly doing harm in secret. The last time I was here, there was only one Flower Vase Girl, and now there are three. This guy deserves to die, causing so much harm."

The Card Master stepped forward, shaking his head at the three Flower Vase Girls.

You have to admit, this guy had guts—just frightened a moment ago, now he was grabbing one of the vases off the table.

"Don't..." Sun Yan couldn't believe anyone would be so reckless and immediately called out a warning.

But before he could finish, the Flower Vase Girl suddenly opened her eyes, revealing sharp fangs.

The Card Master let go in fright, and the Flower Vase Girl fell to the ground, the vase shattering instantly, exposing a withered body beneath the head like a desiccated ginseng.

"Ah!!!"

Crimson liquid poured from the vase, soaking the floor. Without the liquid to sustain it, the Flower Vase Girl let out a mournful wail.

In just a few breaths, her once fair skin shriveled until nothing remained but a large-headed dried corpse on the floor.

"This..." The Card Master awkwardly scratched his head.

He wasn't sure if he had just committed murder.

"Don't mess with these sinister things; you could lose your life," Sun Yan sternly warned.

He was genuinely scared the hefty guy would mess something up again.

"Don't worry, I'll call the police right now."

The Card Master hurriedly dialed his phone. No one could have anticipated things would escalate in such a manner.

Since a murder had occurred at the scene, it's no longer something that could be showcased in a livestream.

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