Gu Shengyin watched helplessly as the little ghost got closer and closer to her.
Even though his legs were clearly resting on the ground, when he moved, there was no visible action, and his whole being just glided toward the two of them.
This sight, combined with the surrounding environment, made Gu Shengyin certain that no horror film could produce such an effect.
She was feeling tense, while Zhang Chao was still talking.
As if trying to ease the tension, Zhang Chao half-jokingly said, "Do you think we might actually encounter some Vengeful Ghost thatâs been around for hundreds or even thousands of years in here...?"
Gu Shengyin: "..."
She wanted to say: Yes, we have already encountered one.
As Zhang Chao spoke, the little ghost had already arrived next to the two of them.
He initially stood in front of Gu Shengyin and then bent down.
Gu Shengyin almost lost her breath.
Because the little ghost leaned down, its ghastly green eyes fixed intently on Gu Shengyinâs face.
Gu Shengyin didnât have to look down to see the verdigris-colored silver cufflinks already formed on this little ghost.
"System... System!" Gu Shengyinâs entire consciousness was trembling.
At this moment, the only one she could trust and confide in was the system accompanying her.
"Iâm going to be scared to death, itâs too frightening!" Gu Shengyinâs voice even carried a sobbing tone.
The system calmly reassured her, "Donât be afraid, Host. He wonât harm you. You just have to pretend you canât see him."
On the surface, Gu Shengyin indeed showed no sign of fear.
She sat quietly, her expression taut, seeming to be pondering something.
Zhang Chao, who was sitting back-to-back with her, felt something strange: Why does Leng Shiâs body feel so stiff?
He casually asked a question.
Gu Shengyin quickly seized this excuse to turn her head, letting out a sigh of relief.
She came up with a reason, saying she felt a bit cold at night.
Fortunately, the little ghost seemed to get bored, stood up, and left Gu Shengyinâs side.
Gu Shengyin felt the cold sweat soaking her back.
Then Zhang Chao was in trouble.
He suddenly shivered violently and complained to Gu Shengyin, "This place is truly freezing, I feel like Iâm sitting in a wintry gale."
Gu Shengyin dared not turn around to look at him.
Because she saw that the little ghost hadnât left, it had only moved to Zhang Chaoâs side.
It seemed particularly interested in the camera hanging on Zhang Chaoâs chest, fiddling with it with its pale, black-nailed hands.
The little ghostâs posture, almost curling entirely into Zhang Chaoâs embrace.
No wonder he felt cold!
Gu Shengyin finally couldnât help but glance back at the oblivious Zhang Chao, who was only frowning from the cold, and sighed inwardly, truly, ignorance is bliss.
If Zhang Chao could see, upon finding a little ghost standing in his embrace, he would probably break down entirely.
"Is there something wrong?" Zhang Chao asked, puzzled.
Gu Shengyin casually replied, "No, nothing."
Zhang Chao asked, "Then why did you suddenly push me?"
Gu Shengyin: "..."
She fell silent all of a sudden.
Zhang Chao seemed to realize something and suddenly fell silent.
After a long, long time.
Gu Shengyin noticed her jacket sleeve was lightly tugged.
Zhang Chaoâs somewhat trembling voice came over, "Leng Shi... you didnât push me just now, did you?"