The rag doll had been taken out by the burnt ghost, and now the ghost, having lost its target, had set its sights on Yang Xiao. However, Yang Xiao was not very worried at this moment. Using the corridor's layout, he quickly ran away until he was out of the range of the burnt smell, which also meant the burnt ghost couldn't find him.
He made a round and returned to the cold storage room. For safety's sake, before entering, he sent a greeting message to the rag doll using his phone, but after half a minute, he had not received a reply. Yang Xiao then took out the Ghost Lantern and used the lantern rod to tentatively push the door open.
The room was dead silent, a mess behind the door, and a human-sized rag doll lay face down on the ground, a thick wooden stick beside its hand.
The rag doll was a ghastly sight at the moment, half its body burned black, and a pungent smell still lingered in the air.
