"Did you hear anything strange?" Qin Guang stood guard by the room's doorway, holding the Rag Doll Head in both hands like a mascot.
Zuo Han had assigned him to guard the door because the Rag Doll Head in his hands could disperse the Black Fog and make Vengeful Spirits flee.
That explanation had convinced Qin Guang. He had also discovered just now, in the Black Fog, that the Rag Doll Head really did have this effect. At this point, even if someone asked him to hand it over, he probably wouldn't be willing.
"Stay outside and don't move around. Warn us if you see any ghosts or monsters coming." Zuo Han and the others from Han Jiang Forensic Academy searched the room. The real reason he had Qin Guang guard the door was to use him as a distraction for the ghosts and monsters. Even if a Vengeful Spirit really came, Qin Guang would probably be its main target.
"Okay." As soon as Qin Guang answered, he heard the strange sound again. It was coming from downstairs.
He slowly turned his head and stared at the stairwell.
White fortune characters had been pasted on the shabby walls, Spirit Money was scattered across the floor, and bowls of white rice sat outside the doors. The building looked like one enormous tomb, burying everyone who had ever lived there.
"It's fine, it's fine. I'm just playing in a Haunted House. I've been to real supernatural places before. Why would I be afraid of fake stuff?" Qin Guang tried desperately to reassure himself, but once fear took hold, it was like a poisonous weed growing out of control. The more he tried to comfort himself, the more his thoughts spiraled.
His gaze kept drifting toward the stairwell. No one had passed through