The sight alone was terrifying!
As the Ancestral Hall's doors opened a crack, a wind reeking of decay blew out into the mountains, carrying the smell of ashes from freshly burned paper.
Lin Feng hadn't imagined the smell.
The wind sent half-burned spirit money fluttering out toward them.
The scene was indescribably eerie.
While Lin Feng and the others stared at the Ancestral Hall.
A thin, bloodless hand reached out from inside and seized the vermilion door.
A heavy door, a thin palm.
That dominant shade of vermilion.
That small, deathly pale hand.
The contrast was so unnerving that even Hundred-Household Officer Zhu, a veteran who had seen his share of things, swallowed and gripped his Wild Goose Feather Saber.
The hand's owner seemed about to emerge.
Everyone seemed mesmerized by that hand, unable to think of leaving.
Just then, Li Pusa grabbed Lin Feng. His face twisted with agony as he opened his mouth and shattered the strange atmosphere!
"Run!"
Li Pusa wasted no words, pulling them away. Lin Feng picked up the sword beside him and took off with the guide and Hundred-Household Officer Zhu.
They ran until they entered the Dense Forest.
Lin Feng glanced back for an instant and saw a Paper Figure's face squeezing eerily through the gap between the vermilion doors, its eyes fixed unblinkingly on the fleeing group.
When it saw Lin Feng look back, the Paper Figure gave him a malicious smile.
In that instant, the Lin Feng watching the scene felt a chill shoot from his tailbone straight to the crown of his head!
I'm numb all over!
Why did a Paper Figure have to have such a lifelike, expressive face?!
Ever heard of the uncanny valley?
Scare someone badly enough and you'll scare them to death!
Even though he knew