Madam Jade

Chapter 337 The Ancient Castle's Fright Thirty-Seven

Its companions felt its pain and stopped to pat its shoulder in comfort, while also glaring coldly at Ning Wei.

They conveyed a single message to Ning Wei: You're dead tonight!

Ning Wei looked at them with disdain, pulled out a silver dinner knife, and twirled it with such speed that several were left dazzled.

This was not just a display of skill but also an act of intimidation.

While ordinary weapons could inflict damage on werewolves, they were far less effective than a silver dinner knife.

As the clock struck midnight, seventeen werewolves surged into the hall.

Ning Wei sank back onto the sofa, murmuring, "Lian Yun, I hope you don't disappoint me."

Downstairs, Lian Yun saw the werewolves push open the door and instinctively thought of escaping.

Upon seeing Lian Yun, the werewolves showed no reaction as if they had seen a living person.

They milled around the hall, searching for isolated guests.

Lian Yun suddenly found the pack of werewolves rather foolish. After playing this game for so long, why did they still cause destruction in the hall every time they entered?

At that moment, the ghost appeared on the third floor. It perched on the railing, holding a decorative item, and hurled it forcefully in Lian Yun's direction.

As they were both ghosts, the item did not harm Lian Yun.

She looked back, and the ghost silently signaled for her to hurry and lead the werewolves upstairs.

Lian Yun lowered her gaze, patted two werewolves, and without a word, they instinctively followed Lian Yun.

Sheng Kaiwei lived on the fourth floor, and Lian Yun resolutely led the werewolves upwards.

As they passed the third floor, the ghost grabbed Lian Yun and whispered, "After opening Sheng Kaiwei's door, find the next target quickly!"

Lian Yun nodded, gestured to the werewolves, and together, one ghost and two werewolves arrived at Sheng Kaiwei's room.

Sheng Kaiwei was fortunate again tonight. It was the fourth night, and he was still in a safe house.

The room was also remarkably clean, with no bodies or blood.

He longed to lie on the bed and sleep comfortably for one night, but thinking of how he had offended the "bitch" Lian Yun during the day, he knew tonight would not be so easy.

The only potential weapon in the room was a vase. Sheng Kaiwei placed it by the sofa and sat facing the door.

It was still early, so he wasn't tired.

When the werewolves entered the hall later, they still caused a great commotion, and the noise carried up to the fourth floor. Sheng Kaiwei was still terrified.

However, seeing the safe house put him somewhat at ease.

He didn't know what the ghosts could do to the guests, so his heart was still in his mouth, yet he felt a sense of smugness.

He believed that as long as he stayed in this room, even Lian Yun couldn't do anything to him.

Who knew that in the next second, the door suddenly opened, and two werewolves stood side by side at the entrance, hunched slightly, their bloodshot eyes fixed on him with malice.

"Ah!" Sheng Kaiwei screamed.

He grabbed the vase and instinctively lunged outwards, but the two werewolves were faster.

The werewolves entered one after another, closing the door with a kick.

Sheng Kaiwei, holding the vase, was merely a last-ditch effort to them.

They watched coldly as Sheng Kaiwei flailed about like a clown.

Seeing the werewolves make no move, Sheng Kaiwei shouted desperately, hoping his teammates would come to his rescue.

But he failed to consider one thing: if his teammates were in the same situation, he wouldn't come out either.

Since he wouldn't do it, he couldn't expect others to.

The werewolves' patience was limited. After watching Sheng Kaiwei's solo performance, they attacked him simultaneously.

The vase shattered against the wall, falling to the floor with a crisp sound.

At the same time, the werewolves had already grabbed Sheng Kaiwei's arms and legs.

With a simultaneous heave, the two werewolves tore Sheng Kaiwei into two halves.

The intense pain kept him conscious as the werewolf holding his legs began its feast for the night.

The werewolf holding Sheng Kaiwei's upper body pushed his head aside, revealing sharp teeth and sinking them into his carotid artery.

Sheng Kaiwei felt the blood flowing, heard the werewolves chewing on his body, and the light in his eyes slowly faded until it disappeared.

Lian Yun stood guard by the door, feeling Sheng Kaiwei's life drain away, a hint of grim satisfaction on her face.

All the guests were lucky tonight; they were all in safe houses.

Therefore, if the werewolves wanted a feast tonight, they would have to rely on the ghosts to open doors.

But the ghosts wouldn't fully cooperate with the werewolves; they were a separate entity, acting according to their own whims.

Lian Yun had one more target tonight: Qing Qing.

Qing Qing also lived on the fourth floor, coincidentally in the room next to Sheng Kaiwei.

In the previous station, for some peculiar reason, Qing Qing had framed Lian Yun's friend, but that was in the past. Lian Yun's targeting her tonight was definitely not for that reason.

She simply disliked Qing Qing, especially recalling how she had pleaded with Lian Yun in front of Ning Wei and others. Lian Yun wished she could turn her into her companion immediately.

"Since you begged me to spare you, becoming one of my kind is the same as being spared," Lian Yun said as she opened Qing Qing's door.

The werewolves next door had been waiting for a long time. Even though they had just eaten Sheng Kaiwei, they were like starving ghosts, with no capacity for food.

The moment the door opened, the werewolves' massive bodies obscured Lian Yun. She hid behind them, listening to Qing Qing's desperate screams with a triumphant smile on her face.

The situation downstairs was equally dire. The ghost, seeing Lian Yun head upstairs, immediately summoned four werewolves to wait outside for Ning Wei, one of whom was the limping werewolf whose eye Ning Wei had blinded the previous night.

The ghost placed its hand on the doorknob, thinking, "Four werewolves are enough to fill the room. Ning Wei is sure to die tonight!"

Believing its plan was flawless, the ghost gave the werewolves a signal to prepare, then twisted the doorknob gently before quickly flashing downstairs.

A werewolf kicked the door open, only to find Ning Wei already prepared.

As soon as one werewolf's leg entered, Ning Wei's silver dinner knife slashed down fiercely!

The werewolf couldn't help but howl in pain. This sound was the signal, and Ning Wei's teammates rushed out from the room.

The ghost's plan had failed because werewolves, while ferocious, were creatures that lacked true strategic thinking.

There wasn't much communication between the ghost and the werewolves, beyond pointing out that it was time and leading them to open doors.

Thus, the ghost planned to trap Ning Wei in the room with four werewolves, but Ning Wei's teammates, hearing the commotion, immediately rushed out. With their appearance, the werewolves would no longer focus solely on Ning Wei.

Tang Tang and the others' arrival drew away most of the fire directed at Ning Wei.

Now, only the limping werewolf stood at the doorway, and it was particularly unlucky.