The knocking also vanished.
It was like a hallucination; no one had come to knock at the door at all.
My forehead creased even tighter. It couldn't be a hallucination. Someone must have left.
Did he walk so quickly?
Suddenly, a chill ran down the back of my ear.
My face changed dramatically at once.
The door was locked.
No one could get in, so the thing behind me... it's a ghost!
I was about to dodge to the left, but in front of me is the door, I can't fall over.
But to the left, another chill came.
My shoulder was violently shaken by a forceful push.
Following that, the same powerful force was felt on my back, causing me to groan heavily and crash into the living room door!
My elbow and chest were filled with excruciating pain.
The back of my neck was instantly locked by two hands, while both of my hands were firmly grabbed by an invisible force!
I had a hand on the back of my head, pressing it firmly against the door, making me unable to see what was happening on both sides.
A sense of shock surged through me.
Chokehold, pressure on the hands, and pushing the head!
At least there were three to four ghosts behind me!
To have so many ghosts targeting me, and I had no clue at all...
They went straight for it, leaving me with no chance to react...
Soon, I felt a sharp, cold pain on the back of my neck, as if something was trying to force its way in.
I groaned, bit down on my tongue, but my blood couldn't reach anywhere else because my entire face was pressed against the door. The blood oozed out of the corner of my mouth and flowed down the door...
In this moment, it's a matter of life and death...
Just at this moment.
The pressure on the back of my head, neck, and arms suddenly vanished.
Suddenly regaining my mobility, I turned my head violently!
My heart was beating so fast it felt like it would burst out of my throat.
I couldn't see even a trace of a ghost behind me...
The faint mist enveloped me, and the headless woman appeared silently next to me.
My expression was a mix of confusion and fear.
I cast a glance at my waist.
The old Gong's head was hanging over the night jar, his eyes twinkling, and his wrinkled face equally shocked.
After a long while, the racing heartbeat finally calmed down...
Not only did I not notice it beforehand, even Lao Gong didn't notice, a ghost had sneaked into the house.
Fortunately, it was the headless woman who saved me, otherwise, I might have been dead.
What on earth is going on?
"What did you see?" I asked Lao Gong in a deep voice.
Lao Gong tilted his head slightly, and his face was extremely unnatural, saying:
"There were three ghosts... One was like a thin bamboo pole, and the other two were shorter."
"Their faces were plastered with talismans, which must have been the ones that made me not realize they came in."
Lao Gong dryly defended.
I sank in despair once more.
Thin bamboo pole?
An image instantly flashed in my mind.
In the unfinished building, I had faced a paper sculptor who died mysteriously twice, both times with the Hongsi.
After the criminal cell was broken, the tongue's blood was spewed on his face...
Xu Lan!
It's just that so many days have passed, and I've always thought that Xu Lan has found another place.
After all, there's no enmity between us. Even if I deceived him in the unfinished building, he wouldn't have to pursue me relentlessly.
But it seems now that he has appeared out of nowhere again, back in the Hongsi.
And even if it almost killed me...
Were they waiting for an opportunity, targeting me on purpose, or did they just happen to come to the Hongsi and coincidentally run into me, leading to their attack?
I thought quickly and glanced at the headless woman beside me again.
My god, it's getting colder and colder. It's already autumn, although the headless woman is a ghost and cannot feel the temperature. However, her attire is really too cool.
She seemed to notice me looking at her, so she slightly turned her body, facing me directly.
There was a sense of gentleness emanating from her.
The white mist became thicker and thicker, enveloping the headless woman's body.
I knew that in the next moment, she would disappear.
"Wait," I whispered.
The headless woman's body leaned slightly again, like a normal person who tilts their head, showing a questioning gesture.
However, she could only tilt her shoulder.
The bare neck looked unusually eerie.
I heaved a sigh and walked towards another door.
Pushing the door open.
Mingying's room was filled with a faint fragrance.
I turned on the light and opened the wall-mounted wardrobe.
What caught my eye were Mingying's various clothes, giving a sense of grandeur.
It's somewhat impertinent to touch Mingying's personal belongings.
I have already decided in my heart to apologize to Mingying properly later on.
At the same time, I scanned the wardrobe quickly.
I really had no idea what to choose, so my gaze fell on a qipao.
It's not because I want to choose it, but it's the most familiar one to me, and Mingying has worn it before.
Taking the qipao out, I walked to the door of the living room.
I raised my hand and handed it to the headless woman.
For a moment, the gentle feeling on the headless woman's body changed.
I couldn't describe what kind of emotion it was.
In any case, her body seemed to become very stiff.
The white mist suddenly became even thicker!
It directly enveloped the entire body of the headless woman!
She didn't take the clothes, and as I felt a slight emptiness in my heart,
A gust of white mist suddenly enveloped my hand.
The qipao vanished.
A solemn, monotonous, yet melancholic female voice faded away from my ear.
"Thank you."
I'm not sure when, Lao Gong had retreated back into the night jar, leaving only two eyes rolling and a crown sticking out.
He's really afraid of the headless woman, more than just a little afraid.
My heart slightly eased up.
Luckily, with the headless woman as a protective talisman, it's basically ensured our safety.
However, the earlier incident still left me extremely alert.
The headless woman's appearance always takes time.
Xu Lan's ghosts struck too quickly, almost managing to catch us...
Opening the door, I left Mingying's house.
Looking around the corridor, there were no strange signs here.
I was about to call Mingying again.
I realized that I had received a message from Mingying a few minutes ago.
"I'm fine. Yuxiu invited me to help, and I can't refuse."
Also, there was another message from Tang Quanfa, asking what happened? Previously, he hadn't noticed me calling, so he called back and had been out of service area.
Frowning, I hadn't had any signal before as I was surrounded by three ghosts.
At this moment, a faint ringing sound came.
The elevator had stopped at the 33rd floor!
And I had not pressed the button to go down.
My gaze showed a hint of alertness, and my hand was already pressed on my waist.
The door opened slightly with a sliding sound.
And to my surprise, it was not someone else, but Yang's clerk.
No, it wasn't just Yang's clerk. There was a woman beside him.
In her forties, with a smile in her eyes.
"Ah, Mingyin nephew? Were you about to go downstairs?" Yang's clerk asked with slight surprise.
The middle-aged woman with a smiling gaze was looking directly at me.
In the next second, Lao Gong emerged from the night jar with his head, staring at her blankly, nose straining as he sniffed, and his eyes became fixed.
