The two little ghosts were absorbed in playing with the cigarette cards in their hands and paid no attention to our arrival.
Upon closer inspection, I found that neither of them carried any baleful yin energy, only faint ghostly energy.
Their eyes were the normal gray eyes of ghosts. They were just ordinary little ghosts.
They had probably wandered up here to play.
Xiao Hong naturally could not see the two little ghosts. Seeing me stare into the hallway, she could not help asking:
"Daoist Jiang, what are you looking at?"
Not wanting to scare her, I smiled faintly.
"Nothing. Just follow behind me."
"Oh! Okay!"
Xiao Hong nodded, looking a little nervous as well.
With that, I took the key and headed toward her rented apartment, 28-7.
As we passed the two children, I noticed waves of chilling cold seeping out from the fire stairwell on the other side. There was a white figure there.
I instinctively turned my head and saw a woman in white standing silently at the other stairwell entrance.
Her long hair hung loose, her face was terribly pale, and she was not breathing.
She simply stood there quietly, watching the two ghost children playing with cigarette cards in the corridor.
At that moment, she noticed me too and raised her head slightly.
Her dead-gray eyes met mine.
Perhaps surprised that I could see her, she froze for a moment.
Then she gave me a slight smile, as if greeting me.
Seeing that the Female Ghost was quite friendly, I smiled back.
Then I took a few more steps forward and arrived at the door to 28-7, ready to unlock it.
The Female Ghost in white had not made a sound, but when she saw me opening the door to 28-7, she suddenly called out: