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Xia Tian sat there blankly, staring at the television as his thoughts spun rapidly, like a whirlpool.

Words such as "suicide by hanging," "the scene was horrifying," and "the family collapsed" kept entering his ears from the news.

"Impossible..."

Xia Tian muttered to himself, "Those two young girls were clearly warm and cheerful. There weren't any signs at all..."

"This definitely wasn't suicide... And wasn't the official conclusion reached far too quickly?"

"It's almost as if they couldn't wait to cover something up. Is there some inside story?"

But after thinking for a long while, he suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon.

After all, he was only a small-time streamer. There was nothing he could do.

Carrying a trace of unwillingness, Xia Tian fell into a deep sleep.

In the dim room, wisps of black hair suddenly began spreading down from the ceiling.

They dangled one after another, crawling like living insects as they reached for Xia Tian's neck.

Whoosh!

The next moment, they wrapped around Xia Tian's neck and hoisted his entire body into the air.

The agony of oxygen deprivation and suffocation jolted Xia Tian awake, and he struggled desperately.

But unfortunately, how could a human force back a Vengeful Spirit?

His struggles gradually weakened.

Just then, the phone on the bedside table suddenly lit up, entering a live stream.

In the flickering glow, those strands of hair continuously retreated into the darkness.

Bang!

Xia Tian crashed heavily back onto the bed. He clutched his neck and gasped for breath, intense fear surfacing on his face. "What... was that?"

He had truly felt death. If the other party hadn't suddenly vanished at the end, he really would have died!

"Could it be... the phone's light drove away those... hairs?"

Thinking of the reports about the two young