After the scream, the sound of glass shattering soon followed.
We couldn't see inside the residential compound from the street, but we heard people inside shouting things like "Someone's jumping!" and "Someone's jumping off the building!" Some of them were speaking in dialect, which I couldn't understand very well.
A curious look appeared on the security guard's face, and he stopped walking.
I also looked toward the source of the noise. I had the vague sense that a trace of yin energy was coming from that direction.
I hesitated, wondering whether I should go and see what was happening.
Maybe there was a ghost there, like the one I'd seen at the long-distance bus station. It might not be the source of the ghost wall. Perhaps people here were used to ghosts, and I didn't need to meddle in other people's business.
As I was thinking this, the people nearby had already gone into the compound to watch.
That was very different from People's Celebration City.
There were people who liked to watch a commotion in People's Celebration City, too, but most people just carried on with what they were doing. They would stop for a moment, then leave. Some didn't even turn their heads, walking away without a backward glance.
Here in Huixiang, almost everyone went to watch. Even the owners of the little shops along the street left their stores unattended.
The security guard wanted to go over and take a look, too. He took a couple of steps, then remembered that he was currently "not his own master." He turned back to look at me and Lü Qiaolan.
"Let's go take a look," I said.
Seeing one more ghost might give me another clue when I entered the dream that night.
Lü Qiaolan was preoccupied with her