When Pei Xingcheng heard a voice that was completely different from Miss Ghost's voice, his body froze with fear. His blood ran cold, and he felt his cheeks turn pale. He looked at Miss Ghost, who was staring back at him intently, and with a shaky voice, he asked, "W-who... who spoke?"
"Me," the voice spoke again, sending shivers down his spine.
Miss Ghost's eyes followed the direction of the voice and pointed out, "It's coming from there."
Pei Xingcheng's hand began to tremble, and his body shook with horror as he took a deep breath and looked towards the direction of the voice. However, he could not see anything. He sighed with relief, thinking that he wasn't able to see a ghost. But just then, something happened - the scene in front of him began to change, and he felt a sense of dread wash over him.
