An Uninvited Guest

"Thirteen... there's... an echo..."

When the first line of lyrics was played, Fang Shenyan's voice rang out as well.

But when it reached Ji Li's ears, it came in fragments, broken and intermittent.

Ji Li frowned at this. He knew it was an injury left behind by the ghost.

If before, it had been the Thirteenth Floor's properties that had prevented him from hearing sound, then this time, it was truly trying to erase his hearing.

Fortunately, while it was making its move, Ji Li had drawn out that foreign ghost, preventing it from fully succeeding.

But losing half his hearing was still enough to cause him enormous trouble.

Clearly, the flute music was the key to drawing out Teacher Liu.

The moment Fang Shenyan played the first line, he had identified Teacher Liu's location, but Ji Li could no longer clearly hear what Fang Shenyan was saying.

Ji Li was already shrouded beneath the gloom of the Thirteenth Floor's deafness, and the outside assistance he had obtained through Option D was now more than half crippled.

Fang Shenyan's involvement had further refined the operation.

But now that he had lost Fang Shenyan's guidance, the following steps would fall into a deadlock.

Using two dead ends to contain a single dead end was merely damage control. He would still have to bear the bitter consequences.

Ji Li gripped the Bamboo Flute in his palm. The melody of the second line circled through his mind, and after considering it repeatedly, he blew into the flute.

Though he had little musical talent, after training for so long, he was no longer completely hopeless.

Besides, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star was an absurdly simple children's song.

The reason he had wanted to seek a shortcut earlier was mostly because he could not let go