After reading Gao Ming's message, Wang Jie really wanted to slap himself. His roommates all had keys to their dorm room, and anyone who wasn't a roommate didn't need to be let in. Why had he opened the door and increased his own risk of dying?
Whether Yuan Hui was a ghost or not, what was done was done, and they had to face it. If all else failed, Wang Jie planned to take Gao Ming and Xishan to hide in the bathroom for the night.
"Open the door! It's Ma Tao! I'm really not lying to you! The room inspection's about to start!"
"Don't open it." Yuan Hui jumped off his bed and blocked the door. "Go back to your bed and stay there. None of us should get out of bed tonight."
Yuan Hui seemed perfectly normal in every respect. Even his words sounded considerate of everyone else, as though he were doing his duty.
But if the person in the room wasn't Yuan Hui, but a ghost that had replaced him, everything became terrifying.
Once everyone drew their mosquito nets closed, Yuan Hui would be able to move between the beds and climb into any one of them.
"Open the door!"
Ma Tao's voice grew increasingly irritable. It hadn't touched the door, yet the door panel was bending unnaturally, as though some force were squeezing it.
"Ignore it. If it could get in, it probably would have already." Gao Ming got out of bed. Thanks to the Flesh-and-Blood Immortal, he could see things in the shadows that ordinary people couldn't.
Holding down the door handle, Gao Ming peered out through the crack.
His heartbeat quickened. A thread of blood spread through his chest and climbed into his left eye.
The blood thread pierced his pupil, and the