Happy Dragon Boat Festival, everyone

A ghost was coming!

Fatty hurriedly stopped making noise and began to consider Liu Ruyan's intentions.

With the doctor here, Miss Liu still wanted them to hide. Was she afraid that the ghost would see the doctor the moment it came in and turn around to run away? Yes, that had to be it.

They would hide the doctor in the room. Once the ghost let down its guard and came near the door, they could send the doctor out to capture it in one fell swoop. As expected of Miss Liu Ruyan—she was so wise.

Thinking this, Fatty nodded confidently and gave Liu Ruyan an expression that said, "I understand you."

Seeing Fatty beside her constantly wiggling his brows and making faces as if he had sand in his eyes, Liu Ruyan pressed down on his shoulder and told him not to move around.

Curly Hair, huddled in the farthest corner, kept signaling at the two of them with his eyes, telling them to stop moving. Couldn't they hear that the ghost had already reached the front door?

Because no one had maintained the house for years, the doorframe had come loose in places. Even with the door shut, there was a gap about half a finger wide through which they could see outside.

Curly Hair saw a strange humanoid figure appear outside the house's front door.

That thing was not merely passing by. It entered the house.

After entering, its neck slowly turned halfway around, and Curly Hair got a clear look at its face.

Its face was rotting, its lower jaw split apart. The flesh at both corners of its mouth had torn nearly all the way to its ears, while its cloudy gray eyeballs trembled faintly as though surveying its surroundings.

The ghost immediately locked onto