Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

The sky was overcast, as if it were about to rain.

Shen Ruyin and Zhao Manrou quickly packed their things and prepared to go down the mountain. They hadn't gone far when the rain started to fall.

"No, the rain is too heavy, the umbrella is barely holding up. Yinyin, let's find somewhere to take shelter?"

Shen Ruyin thought for a moment: "I remember we passed by a guesthouse before, how about we stay on the mountain tonight?"

“I think it’s fine,” Zhao Manrou said, struggling to hold up the umbrella to protect the painting in her hands. “The weather changes so quickly. The weather forecast didn’t say it would rain before we came.”

Shen Ruyin was used to it: "It's normal for the microclimate in the mountains."

They weren't far from the guesthouse; after walking for a short while, they could see the roof of the guesthouse in the distance.

Shen Ruyin suddenly stopped.

"Yinyin," Zhao Manrou asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why aren't you leaving?"

Shen Ruyin said with difficulty, "Xiaoman, how about we don't go to the guesthouse? Looking at this guesthouse, I feel uneasy, like something is about to happen."

"Really?" Zhao Manrou looked at the guesthouse right in front of her, half believing and half doubting, but still chose to trust her friend. "Then let's go straight down the mountain and go home to change our clothes."

"Okay," Shen Ruyin breathed a sigh of relief, took Zhao Manrou's wrist, and headed down the mountain, keeping a safe distance from the guesthouse.

Zhao Manrou took a few steps, then suddenly seemed to sense something and turned back to look: "Yinyin, there's a really handsome guy at the entrance of the guesthouse!"

"His proportions look so good, I want to draw him!"

Hearing Zhao Manrou's words, Shen Ruyin shivered and felt weak all over: "Xiaoman, are you... are you really talking about a handsome guy or a mountain spirit?"

"Huh? Yinyin, what are you thinking about?"

"Ouch, your hands are so cold," Zhao Manrou paused, remembering what her friend had just said, and didn't dare to continue, silently walking down the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, the two of them happened to meet a group of people wearing raincoats and braving the rain to go up the mountain.

"Little sisters, do you know how far it is to 'Youjian Inn'?" The speaker was a middle-aged man who looked refined and cultured.

Shen Ruyin hid Zhao Manrou behind her back: "I don't know, I've never been there."

"I see," the man who spoke said, "Are you heading down the mountain?"

"We're still quite far from where we're going down the mountain. Why don't you come back with us and stay at a guesthouse for the night?"

“No,” Zhao Manrou said warily, her voice sounding suspiciously like that of a bad guy. “We’re going down the mountain.”

Shen Ruyin also said, "We know a shortcut down the mountain; it's not far."

After saying that, she grabbed Zhao Manrou, pushed aside the people who were intentionally or unintentionally blocking their way, and ran away.

"Hey, this girl's got some guts, she's got guts."

"Is it because they're strong, or are you just too weak? It's a pity we didn't keep them here, otherwise..."

A group of people let out a malicious laugh.

Their words and laughter seemed unusually loud on the rainy mountain road. Even though Shen Ruyin and her companion had run far away, they could still hear their conversation clearly.

Zhao Manrou bit her lower lip: "Yinyin, did you hear that? They're disgusting..."

“Xiaoman,” Shen Ruyin said calmly, “they are all strong, adult men.”

"I know, I'm just angry. How can there be such disgusting people in the world?"

“They were dressed properly, but…” Zhao Manrou couldn’t help but look back again, then rubbed her eyes and said in a trembling voice, “Yinyin, I remember that you can’t see the guesthouse from this mountain path, right? But when I turned around, it seemed like I saw the guesthouse at the end of the mountain path.”

Shen Ruyin covered her mouth in an annoyed tone, also a little flustered: "What nonsense are you talking about? We're almost at the entrance to the mountain, and we'll be coming down soon. You must be hallucinating."

The confusion in Zhao Manrou's eyes faded, and she turned pale with fright.

Just now, Shen Ruyin was pulling her along, but now it's her pulling Shen Ruyin along.

Just as Shen Ruyin said, they walked for less than five minutes and reached the foot of the mountain.

Despite the heavy rain, the night market at the foot of the mountain was still brightly lit, though there weren't many customers, most of whom were sheltering from the rain under the large umbrellas set up by the stalls.

Their trouser legs were half-wet, and their shoes were full of water. They quickly hailed a taxi and went home.

"Yinyin, I'm home. Remember to take a hot shower and take some cold medicine to prevent getting sick."

"Okay, you too."

After hanging up Zhao Manrou's call, Shen Ruyin rubbed her throbbing forehead, took some cold medicine, and went to sleep, only to wake up suddenly in the middle of the night.

Good, good, good. After living peacefully for more than ten years, I suddenly regained my memories and found that the world I live in is a huge supernatural book. This feeling is amazing.

Thinking about what happened today, Shen Ruyin looked at the night outside the window and felt a little lost.

It's no wonder she can't sleep now.

Having regained her memories, she remembered that the world began when the female protagonist, Zhao Manrou, and her friends went out sketching and were caught in a sudden downpour, seeking shelter in a guesthouse called Youjian Inn.

Zhao Manrou and her friends met a guesthouse owner who was so beautiful he was almost otherworldly.

Having never seen such a handsome person before, Zhao Manrou asked the boss to be her model so she could paint a portrait of him, and the boss agreed.

While I was painting, a group of middle-aged men who looked successful in their careers entered the guesthouse to stay.

Everything was normal until the middle of the night when Zhao Manrou went to the bathroom and heard a noise outside. When she opened the door, she found that the people who had entered the guesthouse later were hanging from the beams of the guesthouse.

The massacre is over.

It turns out that the guesthouse owner was a vengeful ghost seeking revenge for the dead.

Zhao Manrou was discovered, and at the critical moment, her family heirloom saved her life and bound the vengeful ghost to her side.

After many events, Zhao Manrou became a famous exorcist, and the evil spirit cleansed himself of his sins through merit, uncovered the mystery of his own death, brought the villain to justice, and stayed with Zhao Manrou forever.

As Zhao Manrou's friend who was fast asleep and knew nothing.

Shen Ruyin scratched her hair.

If I take Zhao Manrou away today and don't let her enter Youjian Inn, wouldn't that just censor the first encounter between the male and female protagonists?

So this book ended right at the beginning?