Chapter 80: New Dream
Being a ghost himself, Bai Cha wondered how much Father Gu knew about ghosts of the ex-boyfriend’s type.
Speaking of which, a hint of awkwardness appeared on Bai Cha’s face.
After all, that was her ex-boyfriend.
And now standing beside her was her father.
Fortunately, Father Gu was clearly not a very outwardly emotional and taciturn person.
“He’s very strange,” Father Gu said, his peculiar tone carrying a clear solemnity.
“No matter how many times I kill him, he won’t die.”
Bai Cha frowned slightly. Hearing this, Father Gu probably hadn’t killed the ex-boyfriend just once or twice.
Thinking about it, in the dream, Father Gu could obviously wreak havoc everywhere.
Bai Cha thought of the Buddha statue again.
“Have you seen that Buddha statue? I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere before.”
Father Gu immediately looked at Bai Cha, even though his face was still hidden in the shadows. But Bai Cha felt his gaze upon her for that instant.
Bai Cha felt no fear or unease, and seemed not to notice the sharpness in his gaze.
“I don’t know,” Father Gu said, withdrawing his gaze.
“But… don’t investigate anymore. I will protect you.”
There was a hint of worry in his tone.
Bai Cha lowered her head.
“Dad… I’ve actually missed you very much,” she said softly.
“I was in great pain when I learned of your death. When I realized you were right beside me, I was happy. But what followed was even greater pain.”
She raised her head, her eyes still carrying a trace of bewilderment, but gradually filling with determination, a mark of transformation after experiencing a major life event.
“Because this is the only way we can meet.”
Father Gu stood there motionless, but his gaze didn’t dare to meet his daughter’s.
“If it was just like this, it would be fine. But that ex-boyfriend of mine is clearly targeting me. I even suspect… Dad, if I’m the reason you died too, I really have no face to live in this world anymore.”
“I…”
Bai Cha cut off the words he was about to say to comfort her.
“Dad!” Tears streamed down her face.
“I want to investigate. I want to know what exactly is going on. Even if you can protect me, and I believe you can protect me, but… I’m scared. I don’t want to lose my dad again, again!”
Father Gu’s heart shook violently, and the surrounding aura became unstable, the cold spreading almost instantly.
He tried to control it, but it was still very unstable.
He looked at Bai Cha’s tear-filled eyes, and a wave of pain washed over him.
But… ghosts couldn’t cry.
He didn’t even dare to take off his raincoat. Because he knew very well what he looked like now.
They could indeed still meet, but the separation of yin and yang was the separation of yin and yang.
And he couldn’t stay by Gu Baixue’s side forever either. Because Gu Baixue would be affected, she would get sick.
“Dad, you know about that Buddha statue, right? My memory has gone wrong. I want to know who exactly harmed you!”
Father Gu’s fist clenched tightly under his raincoat.
Unfortunately, he was ultimately not good at expressing himself.
Imitating a persona, across the internet, pretending to be someone else to reveal his true feelings was already the greatest effort he could make.
But when truly facing his child, it was really hard for him to say those feelings that had been hidden in his heart all along.
Finally, he slowly loosened his hand, and the surrounding cold was gathered back by him.
“I don’t know. I only know it’s a very terrifying existence.”
He looked at Bai Cha, opened his mouth.
“It will seek out believers. Those chosen by it will die. I don’t know its criteria for choosing people, or why it chose you. Your ex-boyfriend was the guide sent by it.”
It was difficult for him to say these words.
“But Dad will protect you at all costs!”
As if afraid of scaring Bai Cha, he quickly assured her.
Bai Cha only felt her heart gradually sink.
She was the only one left in this instance now.
She certainly believed that perhaps Father Gu would use his life to protect her safety in the end.
But what if even that wasn’t enough?
That Buddha statue…
She still had to find that Xu Mingwang guy after she got out.
“What I have to face, is it only my ex-boyfriend or…” she paused, tears welling up in her eyes again, “Dad, I’m not afraid of dying. I just don’t want to see you harm… I really only have you left.”
“Only him,” Father Gu said.
Bai Cha breathed a slight sigh of relief and nodded.
“Then can I solve him by finding his name?”
“I don’t know,” Father Gu still gave his usual vague answer.
Perhaps afraid of disappointing his daughter, he explained.
“It’s possible. For ghosts, having their name known means they can be harmed. His current state isn’t as strong as mine, but I really can’t kill him.”
Bai Cha nodded, finally saying firmly, “Then I’ll go investigate tomorrow. Maybe I can find his name. It’s impossible for his name to be completely erased from this world, right?”
Father Gu hesitated, but in the end, he didn’t speak, only nodded.
“No matter what, I’ll always be here.”
After saying that, his figure disappeared.
Bai Cha looked blankly at the place where he had disappeared for a long time, then finally looked away and picked up her phone again.
There were still about three more days. Logically, as long as she could survive to the end, she would clear the instance.
Originally, she also felt that she just needed to hold on until the end.
She was very self-aware of her own strength, with no fighting ability, or even negative fighting ability.
But… things were different now. That Buddha statue was really hard to ignore.
So Bai Cha went back to sleep.
[I’m tired of saying this, if the other live streams weren’t all black now, I would really think this game was quite simple]
[You can tell she was acting when facing Father Gu. With that regular sleep schedule, her psychological resilience must be strong]
Regardless of the comment sections’ sighs, Bai Cha finally wasn’t pulled into her ex-boyfriend’s dream again this time.
But she entered another dream.
She was standing in a three-bedroom, two-living-room house. In the living room, directly facing the main entrance, was an altar.
The house was very dim, the curtains tightly drawn, still those red velvet curtains, exuding a depressing atmosphere.
Faint red moonlight shone in from outside, illuminating the floor tiles. The white marble floor reflected a strange red light, filling the room with an eerie feeling.
It seemed as if someone was constantly whispering in her ear, like a murmuring call.
It wasn’t clear, yet it inexplicably stirred fear in her heart.
On the white walls, there were bloody handprints.
If one observed carefully, they would notice that the handprints seemed to move, as if something was clinging there.
Bai Cha looked behind her. The vermillion security door was tightly closed.
Unsurprisingly, it probably couldn’t be opened.
So she formally looked at the altar.
It was a very familiar statue, its eyes lowered, yet containing malice.
Four incense sticks were slowly burning in the incense burner.
