Uncle Yu's tone was calm, but his eyes were already filled with killing intent, and his body had taken an attacking stance.
The moment the door opened, Uncle Yu would make his move.
Naturally, I did not relax either. Every nerve in my body was taut.
After hearing this, the Old Crone Ghost inside the room suddenly fell silent.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
More than ten seconds passed, yet there was no sound or movement from inside.
Just as I wondered whether the Old Crone Ghost had seen through our plan, her hoarse voice suddenly came from the silent room again:
"Fine! Bring the food in."
The moment she finished speaking, the black mist seeping out through the crack in the door suddenly drew back inside.
It was an extremely bizarre sight.
Yet the freezing temperature in the hallway did not change in the slightest.
Then, with a click, the tightly shut door opened a crack.
Uncle Yu and I both widened our eyes.
Without the slightest hesitation, Uncle Yu raised his leg and kicked.
Bang! The door was kicked straight open.
Without a second thought, Uncle Yu raised the Dragon-Head Cleaver and charged into the Cursed House.
I did not hesitate for even a moment behind him.
Gripping the Fish Bone Sword tightly, I quickly followed him into the Cursed House.
The Cursed House had a one-bedroom, one-living-room layout, with a kitchen and bathroom.
Every window inside had been sealed shut, leaving not even moonlight able to enter.
There was not a trace of light in the room.
The last time I came in, I could not see a thing and even stepped on a stainless steel basin.
But this time, I had cleansed my eyes with pomelo leaves smeared with Ox Tears.
Though the room was