"It's the Knocking Ghost," Jiang Cheng said quietly. Now that she was closer, everyone could make out her figure. The Knocking Ghost was a woman, barefoot and wrapped in a bloodstained white cloth.
But after watching for a long time, they saw that the Knocking Ghost only kept repeating the motion of knocking. She never opened the door and went inside.
Fatty stared wide-eyed at the screen and suddenly realized, "I get it! As long as the person inside doesn't open the door, they won't die!"
His meaning was clear. Ouyang Huanbin had been tied up like a dumpling, so there was no way he could get up and open the door. That was how he had escaped this time, while the Knocking Ghost had moved on to the next room in order, where Miao Qing was.
It all made sense, but a shadow still hung over Jiang Cheng. He couldn't understand how Liu Hui and Miao Qing, who had both seemed decent enough to him, could have been killed by the Knocking Ghost.
After all, as long as they didn't open the door, they wouldn't trigger the Knocking Ghost's killing condition.
"Hm?" Huai Yi, who had been staring intently at the screen, suddenly spoke.
The Knocking Ghost on screen seemed to have received some kind of signal. She abruptly stopped knocking, turned around, and left.
But what no one expected was that she wasn't heading for Miao Qing's room. She went the opposite way, toward the stairs she had come from.
"Where's the Knocking Ghost going?" Fatty asked nervously.
Events were unfolding beyond their expectations, and an ominous feeling rose in everyone's hearts. The Knocking Ghost climbed the stairs and disappeared from the screen. She had gone back to the third floor.
Just as they were wondering what was