The Key

"What's up, Brother Jiang?" Huai Yi asked, seeing Jiang Cheng looking down at his phone.

"They say the ghost is with them," Jiang Cheng replied.

Hearing this, Huai Yi couldn't help but get nervous. He said in a very small voice, "Are you kidding? The ghost is clearly right behind us."

The two of them were currently hiding behind a door. Not far away, they could hear the wet, shuffling footsteps, no more than 20 meters away, across the corridor.

As if struck by a thought, Huai Yi's heart leaped. He looked at Jiang Cheng and asked, "Brother Jiang, this message isn't fake, is it? Is it the ghost..."

"It shouldn't be," Jiang Cheng shook his head, gesturing with his eyes towards the direction of the footsteps. He said in a low voice, "The footsteps are too obvious. How could we not hear them?"

"Then what's going on?" Huai Yi was a bit tense. "They have a ghost over there, and we have one here. Could the ghost split itself?"

"That's too ridiculous, ha, haha." Huai Yi forced an awkward smile and chuckled softly, as if he found his own hypothesis absurd.

But he quickly stopped smiling when he saw Jiang Cheng's serious expression.

While waiting, Jiang Cheng had also noticed some patterns.

The ghost following them seemed similar to the burnt ghost in the library; it could only sense their general location.

Once it got close, it still had to search around for them.

Moreover, this ghost was only fast when chasing people. It was much slower when searching. The "pad-pad-pad" of footsteps echoed in the corridor, seeming to create tension but posing little actual threat.

Jiang Cheng told Fatty about the ghost tracking them. With Wang Qi around, Jiang Cheng wasn't worried about their safety for the moment.