Qi Cong was not a little girl, so he naturally wouldn't think that was a ghost. Seeing that the other party had no intention of revealing themselves, he thought the people in the ancient castle had discovered him and were intentionally messing with him. Resigned, he got up and continued to climb the stairs.
At this moment, Yan Jiayu opened her eyes. She looked towards the door, rubbed her eyes, got out of bed, and walked out with a lighting prop, without turning on the lights.
The light that could previously illuminate dozens of meters now seemed compressed, reduced to a radius of about three meters around her. She looked into the depths of the darkness and saw, in the unclear vision, a child seemed to have passed around the corridor's corner.
Yan Jiayu carried the lamp and walked in that direction, unexpectedly bumping into Xu Huo, who was standing silently ahead.
