The guesthouse had three floors in all.
We were staying on the second floor.
The windows had no security bars, but outside each one was a platform, neither particularly large nor small, possibly meant for an air conditioner.
In fact, though, none of the rooms had air conditioning.
The woman was filthy and disheveled. I couldn't make out her face; only her long hair indicated that she was a woman.
She was also wearing a thick padded coat and appeared to be crouching on that platform, staring straight into my room.
Her eyes happened to meet mine.
I hurriedly reached under my pillow, drew my knife, and jumped out of bed, making slashing motions to scare her off.
The woman turned and jumped off the platform, then fled down the path.
I immediately ran out of my room and knocked on Seventh Master's door. After three knocks, I ran back to my room to get dressed.
Seventh Master was as fast as lightning, rushing into my room in a flurry moments later.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
"There was a woman clinging to my window just now!"
"After her!"
After that brief exchange, we pulled open the window and jumped down from the second floor too.
Our padded winter clothes were simply too bulky, and Seventh Master and I both fell when we landed.
Luckily, the snow on the ground was thick. We quickly got up and gave chase.
The woman had been running for a while, but she had left clear footprints in the snow. Seventh Master and I followed them, with no fear of losing her.
"Seventh Master, could she be Wang Si's wife, the one whose corpse came back to life?" I asked as I ran.
Seventh Master panted, "How would I know? I didn't see her just