Trembling At A High Altitude

While he was halfway through his meal, Chen Ziwen suddenly rushed in, fuming, ready to question the chef why Director Hu's meal hadn't been prepared and delivered yet, only to see Li Teng sitting alone at the dining table.

Then he also saw seven other pairs of chopsticks dancing in the air.

He immediately turned to run, but Li Teng caught up with him after just a few steps and seized him.

"Resurrected, huh? Playing tricks on my eyes? Pretty capable, aren't you? Keeping a lot of things from me?" This time, Li Teng started to hit him, aiming for the painful spots on Chen Ziwen's body, yet not enough to kill or cripple him.

"Stop hitting me! You ate the meal meant for Director Hu, Director Hu will be furious!" Chen Ziwen shouted loudly.

"I'm also very angry right now, so you better think about how you're going to get past me first," Li Teng continued to beat Chen Ziwen.

"You could kill me, but I still won't talk, even though it doesn't matter if you know, I just won't say," Chen Ziwen resisted Li Teng defiantly and in an annoying manner.

Li Teng hadn't finished his meal, and he had no time to deal with Chen Ziwen at that moment. He broke both of Chen Ziwen's kneecaps, stripped off his clothes to bind his hands behind his back, stuffed a cloth into his mouth, and dumped him next to the dining table on the floor. Then he went back to finish his meal.

After eating, Li Teng dragged the continuously groaning Chen Ziwen to a nearby empty room, and had the unseen actresses from the hospital stand outside to keep watch for him.

Li Teng didn't immediately set about interrogating Chen Ziwen, but first opened the bottle that the construction team leader had found for him, and took out the neatly stuffed papers inside.

Some of the papers were articles and photos similar to the newspaper clippings Li Teng had found on the yacht earlier, while others were handwritten notes and hand-drawn diagrams.

The newspaper clippings didn't appear ancient and were quite similar to those Li Teng had picked up on the yacht. However, they contained news from decades ago.

They didn't quite seem like news.

The articles described some very horrifying and bizarre incidents.

Perhaps they were... some kind of irregular tabloid?

Following the order in which these articles were stacked, and the accompanying photos, Li Teng roughly pieced together the whole story.

Decades ago, there was a psychiatric hospital built on this island, and the director's surname was Chen.

Whether the photos were too old, or the photography technology of that era was poor, although there were photos of Director Chen, his face was blurred, and it was impossible to see clearly.

Once, a beautiful female psychiatric patient was sent to the hospital. Director Chen saw her and took a fancy to her, taking advantage of the opportunity to inject her with sedatives to do extremely disgusting things.

The incident didn't come to light, and his boldness grew.

In the psychiatric hospital, he was the god of everyone. Doctors and nurses were bribed into becoming his accomplices, and almost all young and beautiful female patients could not escape his clutches.

One day, a painter brought two art teachers, five female students, and a model to a certain island for a field sketching trip. Their boat drifted to a deserted island far from their destination due to an accident.

It was five female students, not four.

The so-called deserted island was actually this very island.

After they landed, they discovered the psychiatric hospital in the center of the island and entered to ask for help, receiving a warm welcome from Director Chen of the psychiatric hospital.

Having operated the psychiatric hospital for several years and committed all sorts of atrocities without any punishment, Director Chen's lust and greed only swelled more.

The young, beautiful college girls in front of him were far more alluring to him than the female psychiatric patients.

When they mentioned that they had completely lost contact with the outside world and that no one knew they had drifted to this deserted island, a sinister thought emerged in Director Chen's mind.

The painter and these female teachers and students were very grateful to Director Chen for his enthusiastic hospitality, but they could never have imagined the kind of nightmare that awaited them.

After a lavish dinner, they were imprisoned in an unknown underground chamber beneath the forest by the beach.

They cried out to the heavens, but there was no response; they pleaded with the earth, but there was no mercy.

The most beautiful model among them was the first to be taken away.

On that stormy night, she fell victim to Director Chen's cruel hands for hours on end.

Meanwhile, the drainage system near the underground chamber malfunctioned, and the rainwater began to flood the space.

Those left in the underground chamber watched helplessly as the water level rose steadily, calling out for help in vain as the sound of the storm completely drowned out their faint cries from beneath the ground. The people in the psychiatric hospital far up on the hill could not possibly hear them.

By the time Director Chen had had his fill and remembered them, the underground chamber was filled with nothing but water and bodies.

Director Chen ordered the chamber's floor to be broken open, buried all the bodies inside, and had the floor redone.

Then he had the workers seal off the chamber.

After completing all this, he began to torment the beautiful model day and night relentlessly.

Under his torture, the model's mental state gradually deteriorated.

She would sometimes split into another personality, as though possessed by the spirits of her companions.

Strange things also began to occur in the psychiatric hospital, with several doctors and nurses claiming they had seen horrifying things and then one by one, they began to lose their minds. Clearly, something big was about to happen.

After an investigation, Director Chen concluded that the problem lay with the model.

He secretly hired a witch at a high price who, after making some calculations, advised Director Chen to construct an array, then bound the model to a post and placed her in the array. They lit a fire under her feet and burned her alive.

The wood burned slowly, and as the witch explained, it had to be burned bit by bit from the bottom up to be effective.

The model screamed in agony for an entire night and further into the next day before she died.

The night the model died, Director Chen, the witch, and some of the doctors and nurses from the psychiatric hospital gathered for a grand feast, celebrating the resolution of the grave problem of haunting.

They even drank wine, and after the feast ended, they each went to sleep in their own rooms.

But soon after falling asleep, they woke up.

They found themselves in an underground chamber.

An incredibly dark and damp chamber that he himself had sealed off.

The model, the painter, the female teachers, and the students were all there.

The doctors and nurses were the first to have their spirits torn apart by the model turned fierce ghost.

They cried out to the heavens, but there was no response; they pleaded with the earth, but there was no mercy.

In extreme fear, the witch taught the model the arts of soul extraction and soul refinement.

After the model, transformed into a fierce ghost, killed the witch, she used the techniques taught to her to extract Director Chen's spirit and tormented his vile spirit day and night in the underground chamber unknown to anyone else, using the art of soul refinement.