This was not Zhang Xiaoshan's first time at Wei Bao's home, so he easily scaled the surrounding wall and entered the courtyard.
He first carefully approached the parents' room of Wei Bao to peek inside.
The old couple was sleeping soundly, their snoring as loud as that of bulls.
Seeing them in such a deep sleep, Zhang Xiaoshan felt relieved.
He then crept over to the room where Wei Bao himself lived.
"Wooo wooo wooo."
Before he even got close, he heard a series of mournful howls coming from the room, casting a sinister atmosphere over the yard. If it had been someone with less courage, they would have been scared to death.
There was a lock on the door, but it wasn't fastened. Zhang Xiaoshan took it off and gently pushed the door open.
"Creak."
The door was just opened a crack.
The sound of opening the door was very soft, nearly negligible, but the high-born woman was already scared out of her wits, screaming incessantly.
