The curtains swayed and darkness enveloped the room.

Even in the daytime, the surroundings are still eerie and terrifying.

Yang Jian was unhurried at the moment. The water seeped out under his feet, and a pale corpse climbed out of the water. The corpse was holding a pair of old red scissors, and the handles of the scissors were wrapped with

All kinds of black hair, some of which are thick and black and emit a faint rancid smell.

His pale arms raised the ghost scissors and handed them to Yang Jian.

After Yang Zhan took it over, the strange corpse crawling out of the water quickly shrank back and quickly disappeared from sight.

A hair is entangled and ghost scissors are formed in the medium.

Yang Jian's vision changed again.

He saw a line.

An illusory and unrealistic line, this line is the manifestation of a curse, which represents that Yang Jian is being peeped by the supernatural.

However, this thread was not connected to Zhao Xiaoya, nor was it connected to the ghost beside Zhao Xiaoya. This thin thread extended all the way to a corner of the balcony, into a red cupboard.

It was the haunted cupboard that appeared around me again.
Chapter completed!