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This must be the woman who died in that case years ago. Her back and shoulders were embedded with shards of mirror glass, and two fruit knives were stabbed into her abdomen. Her lower belly was swollen, reminiscent of the pregnant wife from the legends. The red dress she wore, originally a light color, was now unrecognizable, completely stained red with blood.
She dragged a long knife and approached me step by step with a sinister grin. As she passed by the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the entrance hall, she gave an eerie smile to her reflection. The moment she lunged at the bed with the knife, I clutched the Yellow Talisman and whispered the Daoist Nine-Character True Words, "Those who engage in battle shall line up before me—Set!" The Yellow Talisman quickly burned away.
The female ghost froze in place, hoarsely screaming, "You actually... want to catch me!" My Doll Brother, which I had been carrying in my crossbody bag, began to tremble violently. Unfortunately, I had previously thought that what Hong Qianqian had provoked wasn't that fierce, so I only drew an ordinary Yin Du Yellow Talisman. Its power was insufficient; capturing this malevolent spirit was impossible.
Moments later, the ghost twisted her body awkwardly and raised the knife as she walked toward me. I felt the binding force on me dissipate, and I suddenly lunged forward, narrowly dodging the gleaming blade. Missing her strike, the ghost swung her knife at me again. At that moment, what had once been a spacious suite felt incredibly cramped as I tried to evade her.
Seizing my chance, I dashed out of the room and into the hallway. The red-dressed ghost waved her blade behind me.
The hallway was dimly lit as I sprinted toward the end where the stairs were located. Just as I was about to reach the stairs, I looked up to find myself facing a wall at the end of the corridor again. "Ghost Wall!" This meant that no matter how many times I ran back and forth in this hallway, I couldn't escape this space.
"I must get into a room!" I dared not turn my back on the ghost and quickly approached a guest room, knocking on the door. But no one answered. The ghost charged toward me again; I could only run while knocking on doors, but not a single person opened up.
I saw the red-dressed ghost stepping through pools of blood on the floor as she approached me. "Knock away; let’s see if anyone will open the door. I knocked for quite a while that day; I clearly saw lights through those door cracks and shadows of people..."
"After eight o'clock at night, if someone knocks on your door, don't open it." The boss's warning echoed in my mind—was it meant for this ghost or for something behind her?
I saw that one of the room numbers was He Xiaoyan's. Although I didn't want to involve her, she was the only person who might open the door for me.
"He Xiaoyan! Open the door, it's Si Xianxi!" I shouted as I knocked on the door.
At first, there was no response from inside, and my heart sank.
After a moment, I heard He Xiaoyan's timid voice from within. "Are you really Si Xianxi? What proof do you have?"
"I told you not to come, but you insisted! And now you're scared like this!" I was clearly pushed to my limits by the current situation and spoke with impatience.
The ghostly figure wore a strange smile, as if she wanted to see me turned away once more, slowly approaching me.
"He Xiaoyan, if I'm dead, you won't be able to see me anymore! You always argued with me at school—does that mean you like me?"
There was a noticeable pause in the atmosphere inside, and the ghost's oppressive presence drew closer. Desperately, I continued to knock on the door.
Just then, the door suddenly creaked open, and I almost rushed in through the gap.
But in the next moment, I heard He Xiaoyan's voice shouting in my ear. "Si Xianxi! I've opened the door! Where are you? Don't scare me like this—where are you?!"
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