Two Certain-Death Rules

Behind the wooden door set into the old wall, there was undoubtedly a ghost standing there, separated from the living people inside by only a single wall.

What was even more chilling was that the ghost was knocking on the door.

Knock, knock knock!

The dull, oppressive knocking seemed to drift in with the darkness outside. Yang Jian found the sound extremely familiar.

Without a doubt, it was the Door-Knocking Ghost.

But—

After that knock, no one in the room died. Even Wang Shan, an ordinary person, was still perfectly fine. That was clearly abnormal. Under normal circumstances, someone would die after the knocking began. Ghost Tamers might be able to withstand one knock, but there was no reason an ordinary person could survive a killing rule that was practically guaranteed to trigger death.

So this was not knocking to kill.

If the knocking was not meant to kill, then what was it for?

Yang Jian's expression changed as he stared fixedly at the old wooden door.

Perhaps affected by supernatural forces, the dim, yellowed chandelier in the living room suddenly went out. The already gloomy room became even darker. Fortunately, light still shone in from the bedroom and bathroom; otherwise, they would have been unable to see their hands before their faces.

Knock, knock knock!

While everyone was still briefly thinking and reeling in shock, the ghost outside showed no intention of stopping. A second knock sounded, in the same rhythm and with the same pattern.

The sound echoed through the living room and reached everyone's ears.

Though it was identical to before, the second knock made Yang Jian, Li Yang, and Sun Rui—all Ghost Tamers—feel the threat of death.

Something terrible was about to happen.

If they did not stop it, everyone in the room might die tonight.