"G-Ghost... the ghost is back!"
Even Zhou Qiaoling, whose Sanity Points were the highest, found her breathing quickening instinctively.
"D-Don't panic! We have Evil-warding Copper Coins!"
Zhong Yi picked up the Copper Coin tied with a red string and shook it around in every direction.
In the oppressive darkness, it seemed as though ghosts were hiding everywhere.
Mu Yawen took out the Spirit Lantern and shone it around.
There was no trace of any ghost, yet that cold, stifling sensation lingered like a shadow that never left.
The three of them were certain.
The ghost—
Was right beside them!
"Let's head for the door first... Junior Sister Zhou, try communicating with it again!"
Holding up the Copper Coin, Zhong Yi tried hard to calm the fear in his heart.
"Okay..."
Zhou Qiaoling nodded timidly, no longer as smug as she had been before.
"Do you..."
"Do you know Old Devil Lu...?"
"..."
A brief stillness.
But all three of them heard something wrong—
There was faint breathing on the other end of the Spirit Communication Jade Slip!
"Heh... hehehe..."
An incomparably miserable, hair-raising laugh came from the Spirit Communication Jade Slip.
"Old... Devil... Lu...!!"
Each word landed heavier than the last.
The three of them stopped breathing at once!
At the mention of "Old Devil Lu," the ghost became utterly frenzied.
Its shrill, neurotic voice was as piercing as fingernails scraping across a blackboard.
"Give me back my life... Give me back my life!!!"
"It's so cold here, so cold..."
"Hehehehe... Hahahaha..."
At the same time,
Black resentful energy erupted from the Spirit Communication Jade Slip as though it had substance!
"Run!!"
Sensing that things had gone terribly wrong, Zhong Yi called out, and the three of them sprinted toward the main door.
With a bang.
The main door slammed