Something went wrong with the second night's vigil.
After Zhou Deng left the rear hall carrying the white lantern, the originally stable situation immediately took a sharp turn for the worse.
Everyone guessed that Zhou Deng's departure had caused the mourning announcement to come early. And this advance was fatal, because the ghosts were still wandering inside the old residence. Announcing the death now was equivalent to telling the fierce ghosts that someone had died in the rear hall.
Although ghosts had no thoughts and could not weigh the pros and cons.
The situation within this old residence could not be judged by common sense. After all, things involving the supernatural often had no logic to them.
Sometimes, events could endlessly overturn people's common sense.
"The rear hall is no longer safe. The ghosts are invading. Captain Yang, what should we do now?"
Fan Xing was anxious now. He could not think of a better solution and could only place his hopes on Yang Jian.
After all, Yang Jian was a genuine top-tier Ghost Tamer at captain level. He had experienced several S-class supernatural incidents. Neither his abilities nor the supernatural powers he controlled were anything Fan Xing could compare to.
The back door was already open.
Outside was a stretch of dim darkness. A pair of old black cloth shoes rested on the threshold, as though the feet of a fierce ghost were about to step inside.
Moreover, eerie figures could vaguely be seen lingering beyond the back door, seemingly waiting for the right moment to enter.
There was no longer any point in trying to shut the door.
Even with everyone working together just now, they had been unable to close it. If they kept wasting time, they risked ghost revival. There was no meaning in dwelling on