The room's door suddenly shut, as if the ghost wandering inside had no intention of letting Yang Jian leave.
Or perhaps Yang Jian had already caught the ghost's attention, and this change was merely the prelude to its attack.
"There's no need to waste time with the ghost in this room." His gaze settled on the empty armchair in the living room.
He tried to locate the ghost, but there was nothing to be found in this place that could nearly be taken in at a glance.
Such a large corpse had seemingly vanished into thin air, leaving behind not the slightest trace. It was extremely bizarre. Yet that nauseating stench of decay still lingered in the air, even stronger than before, seemingly proving that the corpse was still inside the house and had not left.
Yang Jian stood motionless. A pitch-black shadow at his feet slowly rose to its feet. The shadow was exceptionally tall, like a burly man hiding in the darkness, completely mismatched with Yang Jian's own build.
More importantly, the shadow had no head.
The Headless Ghost Shadow appeared and acted in Yang Jian's place. The tall shadow went to the door, preparing to open it and leave.
Under the ghost shadow's influence, the locked door began shaking violently, producing a tremendous noise. The entire door seemed about to break apart, but even so, it still would not open, only managing to crack open a few narrow gaps.
"Even the ghost shadow's ability can't open the door?" Yang Jian's expression darkened. "And I can feel that the door is much heavier than usual. It seems like someone outside is forcibly blocking the door, preventing me from leaving."
Was it Li Yang and Jimmy outside?
Definitely not. Although they were outside the door, there was no way