"Was a dead person lying there? Who could it be?"
Yang Jian stared at the human-shaped outline lying on the bed. He tried to peer at it with his Ghost Eye, only to discover that, within the Ghost Eye's vision, the bed before him did not exist at all.
Incredible.
Completely incomprehensible.
The bed was not visible through the Ghost Eye, nor was the corpse on it. Before his eyes was nothing but empty space, as though nothing existed there.
Yang Jian fell silent.
The situation here was far more complicated than he had imagined.
There was actually supernatural power capable of blocking the Ghost Eye's vision.
This meant the Ghost Eye's sight had been severely affected.
When he had used the Ghost Eye to peer into the ghost painting before, the eye had closed because it was being suppressed, but he could still see the ghost painting. This, however, was completely different.
And no matter which phenomenon it was, it only proved one thing.
The thing on the bed was extremely terrifying.
Or rather, perhaps there was something wrong with the bed itself.
More furniture painted with this kind of red lacquer.
It was practically identical to the ghost cabinet and the Music Box Curse.
"Should I go over and take a look?" Yang Jian hesitated at that moment.
He was very curious.
Because this was a chance to get closer to the truth, but it also made him uneasy.
And that unease rapidly grew as time passed, even beginning to affect his emotions.
That was an unbelievable thing.
Yang Jian was currently under the effects of the Music Box Curse. His emotions had long since been suppressed into nothingness, leaving him in a state of absolute rationality.
Perhaps this unease did not come from himself.
Perhaps it came