Beneath the pitch-black sky, they walked forward along the long passageway.
Suddenly, the socially anxious girl, who had kept her head lowered all this time, spotted an incongruous patch of white on the wall and jumped, causing a small commotion in the group.
Feeling the others turn their eyes toward her, she hurriedly said, "It's nothing, nothing."
A phone flashlight illuminated that section of wall. A panda-shaped sticky note had been stuck there, bearing a drawing of the General’s Mansion’s basic layout. An arrow had even been thoughtfully added to the simple sketch to mark the current location, seemingly intended to guide others out safely.
It certainly couldn't have been left by a daytime visitor. After all, the General’s Mansion was an established tourist attraction, and its admission tickets all had exquisitely drawn maps commissioned from an artist printed on them. Why would anyone need something this crude?
Pubu Gesang leaned over, a hint of disdain on his young face. "Even I can draw better than this..."
Mu Xingchen took a look. "So can I."
Miao Yue said, "...Is that the point? Shouldn't the point be that there might still be other people wandering around the mansion who aren't under the Opera Ghost's control?"
"He knows the way, so he should be able to get out himself. There aren't any restrictions on entering or leaving this mansion," Mu Xingchen said.
[Ah, I keep getting the feeling this Opera Ghost isn't very serious about work. How could it let the people it caught escape on their own?!]
[+1]
[Seriously, isn't it enough that you work yourselves into the ground? Now you won't even spare ghosts?]
[Once upon a time... Gugu was a slacker too. Doesn't he still have to film a variety show and catch ghosts for us now?]
[That's purely