I was sure I hadn't imagined it. The yin energy couldn't be faked, either.
My gaze shifted to another window of the villa. This time, I saw the curtains swaying.
My movement must have caught the group owner's attention. When he looked over, the curtains were still moving slightly.
The group owner immediately asked, "What is it?"
I lowered my eyes and thought for a moment before asking them, "Where's the daredevil?"
All three of them looked dejected. But the group owner reacted quickly, suddenly turning to look at the villa's windows.
"He was killed," Liu Liangwang said, then asked, "You said we've all become ghosts. How could..."
"Ghosts can be completely destroyed, too." I couldn't explain all the principles behind it. I only knew that it was so, not why.
The "why" was something even many people in the paranormal world had never considered or figured out, so I hadn't paid it much mind.
But now, since I couldn't explain the reason, the three of them began to doubt me.
The group owner asked, "That was the daredevil just now?"
"Yeah. He seems to have followed us. Did you see him die?" I asked in return.
I hadn't seen how things had ended back then, and there was no way I could see it with my own eyes now.
The group owner answered, "We only saw the body. A ghost strangled him with a tree branch. His neck was twisted right off."
As I recalled the scene, the memory suddenly came into focus. I looked at Yuan Xiaomei.
Yuan Xiaomei must have been pierced through the body by the branches in the end. By all rights, she should have died, too.
So why had Yuan Xiaomei survived while the daredevil hanging there had died?
I'd gone through too many