Inside the haunted house next door.
Xia Yuxun was clutching a Peach Wood Sword in her arms, a Bagua Mirror hung on her chest, and a talisman paper was stuck to her forehead. She was trying hard to sleep under the covers. Just as she was about to drift off, she suddenly heard an extremely abrupt "ding dong——"
In the silent night, this sudden sound echoed throughout the entire house. It was absolutely terrifying.
Xia Yuxun was so frightened that she jumped straight up from the bed, then buried herself back under the covers completely, curling into a trembling little mound.
"Ding dong——ding dong——"
The sound persisted relentlessly, and Xia Yuxun was shivering with fear. After a long moment, her muddled brain finally processed that it seemed to be the doorbell downstairs.
But other than the Tang Family, there wasn't a soul for miles around. Who would be ringing the doorbell here in the middle of the night for no reason?
