Han Xuan'er seemed to give off an aura that was extremely attractive to ghosts.
The ghosts in the locust tree sensed it and stirred restlessly.
Before long, ripples began to spread across the water in front of her.
But they were nowhere near her fishhook.
Han Xuan'er looked curiously at the water.
The ripples stopped, and the surface grew calm again.
There must have been a fish there just now, she thought.
A sudden chill came from behind her, as though something were blowing against her neck.
Han Xuan'er turned around, but there was nothing except the umbrella.
Just then, she felt something ice-cold touch her ankle.
She looked down. A hand, its flesh rotted and whitened from soaking in the water, had grabbed her ankle.
For a moment, she failed to react-until a human head emerged from the water!
Another hand grabbed her other ankle, and she felt both hands pull at once, trying to drag her into the water.
"Ah!!" She let out an extremely shrill scream.
At the same time, she was pulled off balance, and the two hands dragged her into the water!
With half her body still above the surface, she clung desperately to the bank. Feeling a force below still pulling her down, she screamed, "Help me!! Someone, hurry and help me!!"
It had happened so quickly that the guests only heard a scream before they saw Han Xuan'er fall into the water.
Su Li cried out, "Quick, save her!"
[Holy crap, Han Xuan'er fell into the water!]
[How did she fall in?]
[Did she slip? But wasn't she sitting down to fish?]
[Isn't she still holding on to the edge?]
[The water by the bank isn't deep, is it? Can't she climb out?]
The production crew rushed over, and several people grabbed her