Dinner at Wang Mao's house was a simple affair, and afterward, unable to resist Wang Tingting's persistent nagging, the two of them headed to the ominous house early yet again.
Looking at the familiar entrance, they noticed that it hadn't changed at all since they left.
"Big Bull Brother, this place doesn't look like it's been touched at all," Wang Tingting said. "Could there really be a wraith here?"
"Hehe," Wang Daniu chuckled, "you shouldn't underestimate wraiths. They're pretty clever. After all, they've died once before and see many things very clearly."
Wang Daniu beckoned Wang Tingting over, "Come here, I'm going to open your Yin Eye now, and you'll be able to see the secrets of this cursed house."
Upon hearing this, Wang Tingting excitedly shook her hair back, "That would be great! I really want to see what they actually look like."
