The Ghost Cabinet's trade only required him to open the door to this room; it never asked him to go inside.
But out of curiosity, and in pursuit of the truth, Yang Jian still stepped into the mysterious room.
Unexpectedly, there was none of the imagined danger inside. Instead, it resembled a bridal chamber prepared for a woman's marriage, decorated in festive splendor. Yet the vivid crimson, combined with the age of the furnishings, gave off an indescribably discordant feeling, steeped in strangeness.
Moreover, Yang Jian noticed that many places in the room were left empty. For instance, where the bed should have been, a red canopy bed was missing. An empty spot beside it seemed suited for a wooden cabinet. Red benches were missing as well, and there was not even a dressing mirror or makeup box on the vanity.
It looked normal at first glance, but many crucial things were actually missing.
But as Yang Jian stood in the room and observed it...
A slender figure's shadow was cast into the room from the doorway. The shadow fell at Yang Jian's feet, causing the red-glowing room to dim slightly.
Someone seemed to be standing at the door?
At that moment...
Yang Jian was suddenly alarmed. He knew perfectly well that whoever had appeared at the doorway could not be Li Yang, Fan Xing, Zhou Deng, or the others. If they had truly come looking for him, they would have called out or made some noise.
So...
The thing standing behind him at the door was a ghost.
Bang!
Yang Jian moved abruptly. Before even turning around, his Ghost Eye snapped open, and with a motion that defied the way a normal person exerted force, he instantly hurled the cracked spear in his hand.
The section of the spear