The ghost candle went out, and the last trace of light in the corridor vanished. Darkness swallowed the surroundings once more.
But just before the ghost candle's light died, everyone saw a strange and terrifying figure standing in the corridor not far away. It had descended from an unknown staircase to the fourth floor and was now wandering in their direction.
The eerie green light fell upon the figure, vaguely revealing a withered old man dressed in a black long robe and black cloth shoes.
He looked as though he had died seven days ago, then suddenly risen from his coffin after his soul returned.
Just one glance was enough to make their hearts turn cold and their bodies tremble uncontrollably.
This ghost was vicious!
Yang Jian's act of blowing out the ghost candle had already told them the most truthful answer.
If the ghost candle could have held back this evil ghost, there would have been no need to extinguish it. Its extinction was enough to show that even if the candle had kept burning, it would have been useless. It could not stop this terrifying ghost from approaching.
"Don't die here." Wang Shan closed his eyes, pressing himself tightly against the wall as he did everything he could to remain calm.
But his forehead and back were already soaked in cold sweat.
Will it target me?
Yang Xiaohua was terrified as well. She stood against the wall behind her, one hand instinctively gripping the hem of Yang Jian's clothes beside her.
At that moment, her life was no longer in her own hands, but in Yang Jian's.
Only if he acted would she have a chance to survive. If he ignored her, there was no way she would live through the night.
"Captain, what should I do?" Li