Chapter 55

As if sensing Gu Yi'an's emotions, the black text quickly dissipated, and along with it, that embarrassing and annoying sentence vanished from her sight.
Immediately after, a palm-sized miniature version of a vicious dragon fluttered its wings and hovered in mid-air.
New black text floated beside the dragon, introducing it.
[Item: Fire Dragon. It can spit a little fire, but only a little, because it's still small.]
The tiny fire dragon shot a flame toward the black text.
The flame vanished as soon as it touched the air, leaving the text completely undisturbed.
It seemed like it was just a small toy that could serve as a lighter.
The fire dragon noticed Gu Yi'an, turned its back to her, and ignored her, as if still holding a grudge over how her teammates had killed it in the game.
Unnoticed, the pure white space began to tear apart, and darkness quietly encroached, spreading around Gu Yi'an.
She found herself back in the pitch-black hotel room.
Gu Yi'an took a moment to adjust to the darkness, then fumbled to turn on the room light.
Brightness flooded the surroundings instantly, as clear as daylight.
Looking at the furnishings around her, Gu Yi'an thought that since she had returned, the other players must have successfully cleared the game as well.
Doctor stood in the pure white space.
Before him, black text hovered.
[Game Clear Status: Good. The god admires your indifference to death and looks forward to your next game.]
The doctor didn’t bother reading the rest of the text, it was always the same repetitive content.
He said coldly, "I choose to return to reality."
The pure white quickly faded away, and the doctor returned to his own reality.
In an identical pure white space.
The dancer also looked up at the black text in the air.
[Game Clear Status: Passable. Your cooperation with your teammates has earned the god’s approval. The god looks forward to your next game.]
As she read the text, the dancer’s mind drifted to other matters.
She had forgotten something all along.
She had forgotten to ask the Gambler and the Reckless Warrior how they had entered the same game using what items, she really wanted to ask them.
Tang Jiu, the Reckless Warrior whom the dancer was thinking of, had no idea she was being remembered.
She stared at the black text and rolled her eyes.
[Game Clear Status: Barely Passable. The god forgives your provocation. Remember, this is the god’s mercy, praise the god.]
[Reward: You will enter the next game in ten seconds. Remember, this is the god’s tolerance, praise the god.]
[God said to you: (Stop thinking about it. You've offended God. God has nothing to say to you.)]
Tang Jiu did not look at the numbers changing every second in the air.
"Hah, such magnanimity that even death is forbidden?"
This was clearly the punishment of a petty god.
"Why is it so hard to die?"
The student stood in his pure white space, seeing the expected content.
[Game Clear Status: Failed. You schemed against God, but God is magnanimous and does not intend to hold your sins against you.]
[Reward: You still want a reward? Dream on.]
[God said to you: (Stop thinking about it. You've offended God. God has nothing to say to you. God has already blocked you.)]
Seeing this, the student breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He knew his luck had vanished.
His luck should have returned to the person who had given it to him in the first place.
He had once given his courage to her, and she had given her luck to him.
Now, she must have grown to the point where she no longer needed borrowed courage, so it was time for him to return the luck.
"Praise the benevolent and magnanimous God."
This time, the student's praise was sincere.
Thankful for His magnanimity.
However, the magnanimous God was facing a crisis.
As the light turned on, Gu Yi'an's gaze fell on the pillow.
The notebook, the jade pendant, the small coffin, the gambler's cards, the bank card, the hanging ghost perched on the Soul-Infused Wood, and the palm-sized fire dragon were all safely resting on the pillow.
The hanging ghost, who had been sound asleep on the Soul-Infused Wood, was a beat slow but finally noticed the light was on.
"Your Highness!"
The hanging ghost floated joyfully to Gu Yi'an's side.
Its unpleasant and noisy voice rang out again.
"Your Highness, just now, for a moment, your presence disappeared, ugh!"
Gu Yi'an watched as the notebook suddenly appeared and smacked the hanging ghost away.
Caught off guard, the hanging ghost was sent flying by the notebook and landed on the floor two or three meters away.
In truth, the hanging ghost had genuinely been smacked away at first, but during its flight, it quickly realized it might have said something wrong, which had provoked the notebook to attack.
It hurriedly exaggerated its performance, pretending to have been pitifully sent flying a great distance. Only after landing did it dare to speak up and correct itself: "Your Highness, it was your presence that disappeared for a moment."
The hanging ghost attempted to float back toward Gu Yi'an.
"Your Highness, did you go out on another mission? Could you take me along next time?"
The notebook had taken the hanging ghost's previous spot, floating in front of Gu Yi'an.
The hanging ghost circled around the notebook, realizing it probably shouldn't be there.
"Your Highness, if you need anything, just call for me. I'll go cultivate for now."
It wanted to make a quick escape.
Gu Yi'an said, "Wait."
The hanging ghost's small body stiffened mid-air, not daring to look at the notebook, and spoke respectfully to Gu Yi'an, "Your Highness, what are your orders?"
Gu Yi'an said, "Take it away."
It was clear who Gu Yi'an meant by "it", the notebook.
Based on Gu Yi'an's understanding of the notebook, it would never admit to being God.
Especially after that line in the pure white space, it would be even less likely to acknowledge it.
In the recent game, the Poet hadn't even admitted to being Lu Zize.
The Poet might admit to being God, though, since only that guy knew about the line in the pure white space.
Gu Yi'an gave up trying to recall that line.
She regained her composure.
Lu Zize can wear as many disguises as he wants.
As long as he dares to admit he's a god...
Gu Yi'an thought it over but couldn't come up with any way to get back at him.
Forget it.
Gu Yi'an decided not to dwell on it any longer. She planned to get a good night's sleep first, as tomorrow she still had to investigate her brother's disappearance.
But to sleep well, the annoying notebook had to temporarily disappear from her sight.
The Hanged Ghost heard Gu Yi'an's request but didn't dare make a sound.
It was just a small, insignificant ghost, how could it possibly dare to move the Ghost King?
If it tried to move the Ghost King, the next moment would likely be its last, with the Ghost King sending it off to the afterlife.
It didn't dare provoke the Ghost King, but it also didn't dare disobey the Ghost Queen's orders.
The Hanged Ghost was deeply troubled.
The notebook, too, felt wronged.
It opened on its own, and a line of flamboyant handwriting appeared on the paper:
"Why are you suddenly angry with me?"
The notebook was a master at playing dumb.
Seeing the notebook brought back everything Gu Yi'an had tried to forget.
Right now, all she wanted was to shove the notebook under her pillow.
Gu Yi'an said, "I'm not angry. I just don't want to see you right now."
Would she dare be angry with a god?
Of course not.
The notebook seemed particularly hurt by Gu Yi'an's words.
It resorted to an old trick again.
A huge character appeared on the paper:
"Waaah!"
Gu Yi'an: "..." Forced cuteness is just shameful.
Why was she even getting worked up over a notebook?
Calming herself, Gu Yi'an said, "It's late. Time to rest."
Let today's matter end here.
The previous handwriting on the notebook faded away, replaced by a new line:
"I'll rest with you."
"?"
A notebook resting with her?
Gu Yi'an quickly realized what the notebook meant.
Expressionless, she forcibly closed the notebook.
Some people, given an inch, take a mile.
She couldn't afford to be nice to him.
Gu Yi'an decided to stuff the notebook under the pillow beside her.
She glanced toward the pillow and saw the Hanged Ghost teaming up with the little girl, two spirits ganging up on the miniature version of the evil dragon.
The Hanged Ghost was still shouting, "That’ll teach you not to listen to the Princess! From now on, you only obey the Princess!"
The little girl kicked the dragon and chimed in, "Beat it up! In the game, it didn’t listen to An’an."
The poor dragon was no match for the cunning of the two ghosts.
The little girl and the Hanged Ghost targeted the dragon’s weak spots, one attacking its eyes, the other its wings, leaving it unable to fight back. Every time it tried to breathe fire, the little girl would kick its jaw, forcing its mouth shut.
Gu Yi’an had been preoccupied with communicating with the notebook and hadn’t noticed the scuffle beside her.
"Stop it!"
As soon as she saw what was happening, she immediately intervened.
Hearing Gu Yi’an’s voice, the Hanged Ghost quickly floated away, and the little girl leaped aside, leaving the dragon lying pitifully on the pillow, letting out a resentful puff of fire.
Unfortunately, the flame was so weak it couldn’t even singe the pillow beneath it.
Gu Yi’an looked at the Hanged Ghost and the little girl and said, "Its name is Fire Dragon. From now on, it’s your companion. Don’t bully it."
She reached her hand toward the Fire Dragon.
The dragon lifted its head and looked at Gu Yi’an, tears glistening in its eyes.
It glanced at Gu Yi’an, then at the two subdued spirits nearby, and realized who was truly in charge here.
Immediately, the Fire Dragon crawled onto Gu Yi’an’s palm, gently nuzzling her hand as a sign of submission.
Gu Yi’an brought the dragon closer to inspect the wounds on its wings.
"Can human medicine work on you? If so, I’ll apply some for you."
Hearing this, the Fire Dragon let out a soft whimper, like that of a young animal, tugging at one’s heartstrings. It obediently nodded.
The Hanged Ghost and the little girl each perched on one of Gu Yi’an’s shoulders, casting cold glances at the Fire Dragon.
This dragon is pretending to be pitiful to win the Princess’s sympathy, the Hanged Ghost thought to itself, deciding that from now on, it would find fault with the Fire Dragon to secure its position as the Princess’s number one subordinate.
This dragon is pretending to be pitiful to win An’an’s sympathy, the little girl thought to herself, resolving to stay vigilant against the Fire Dragon and prevent it from stealing An’an’s attention.
The Hanged Ghost and the little girl leaned forward, exchanging a glance. They keenly sensed each other’s thoughts and realized they shared the same goal.
From that moment on, they chose to cooperate.
Gu Yi’an set the notebook aside, picked up the pillow the Fire Dragon had been lying on, placed it on the nearby table, and settled the Fire Dragon on the soft cushion.
She retrieved the medicine she had brought with her and carefully tended to the dragon’s wounds.
Her movements were meticulous and gentle, and the Fire Dragon stared at her, mesmerized.
"All done. Rest here and don’t move around."
After applying the medicine, Gu Yi’an tidied up the supplies.
The Fire Dragon struggled to its feet and took a couple of steps across the soft pillow.
"What’s wrong?"
Gu Yi’an looked at it.
The dragon raised its head and gazed at her with adoring eyes.
Somehow, it looked adorably ugly this time.
Gu Yi’an tapped the Fire Dragon’s head with her finger, smiling slightly. "Lie down properly."
This time, the Fire Dragon obediently lay down.
With the Fire Dragon situation resolved, Gu Yi’an placed the notebook with her other tools, turned off the light, and prepared to get some real rest.
In the darkness, Gu Yi'an slowly drifted into sleep.
But the fire dragon on the soft pillow was greeted by a notebook and two ghosts.
It could see in the dark and sense danger.
The fire dragon trembled, its body facing the direction of the notebook while burying its head into the pillow, showing complete submission.
The hanged ghost yawned and said, "Lord Ghost King won't hold it against you for disobeying the princess consort earlier. But we must teach you a few rules."
"The princess consort is asleep now. If you dare make any noise and wake her, don't blame us for being ruthless."
The fire dragon pressed its tail tightly against the surface of the pillow, not daring to glance toward the notebook.
Taking advantage of the notebook's presence, the hanged ghost arrogantly declared, "First rule: when Lord Ghost King is around, you absolutely must not steal the princess consort's attention."
The notebook gave a particularly reserved shake, as if in agreement with the hanged ghost's words.
The fire dragon quickly nodded its head, indicating it would definitely abide by this rule.
Satisfied, the notebook silently departed from the scene.
The hanged ghost continued, "Second rule: with me and this... female demon around, you also cannot steal the princess consort's attention."
The little girl immediately retorted, "It's female rakshasa!"
Hearing this, the hanged ghost recalled something. "So you're that female rakshasa who mocked me in the livestream with the pen spirit Huang Qiao when the princess consort entered the game?"
"That's me."
The hanged ghost, overwhelmed by old and new grievances, lunged at the little girl.
The moment the notebook left, the fire dragon sensed it.
It lifted its head and looked at the two ghosts in front of it.
The hanged ghost and the little girl were fighting fiercely.
With the notebook gone, the fire dragon feared no one.
It gently swayed its tail, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.
In a villa area dozens of kilometers away from the hotel where Gu Yi'an was staying.
The missing person Gu Yi'an was worried about, her older brother Gu Tianjing, was huddled in a villa bedroom with a young man around his age and a chubby middle-aged man.
All three of them looked haggard, clearly having had a rough time these past few days.
Gu Tianjing turned to the chubby man and asked, "Taoist Master, are you saying my sister has arrived here?"
The chubby man replied, "That female cultivator is in this city now."
The other young man said with some relief, "Our sister is here to save us? That's great, we're finally saved."
Gu Tianjing glanced at the man and said, "Old Zheng, what nonsense are you talking? Who is your sister?"
He retorted at Old Zheng, then turned to the chubby middle-aged man. "Taoist Priest, is my sister really a cultivator? Does she truly know magic?"
The chubby man replied, "In all my years traveling the martial world, I've never misjudged anyone. That female cultivator has achieved considerable skill, she’ll definitely be able to save us."
He didn’t mention that the female cultivator practiced ghost-raising, afraid that these two, already fearful of ghosts, would become even more terrified.
Gu Tianjing was half-convinced, half-doubtful. "But what if she comes only to end up dead too? If I die, so be it, but why drag my sister into this to die with me?"
The chubby man said, "If she weren’t skilled, would she have given you my business card? She just didn’t anticipate how troublesome this ghost would be. Besides, didn’t you see earlier? When I tried to contact her directly through magic, I couldn’t reach her. That only happens when there’s a vast difference in cultivation levels, her abilities far surpass mine."
And since she raised ghosts, she was the most suited to handle their current predicament.
Hearing this, Gu Tianjing still felt uneasy.
Seeing his concern, the chubby man added, "I’ve already used magic to have your girlfriend call the female cultivator. She’s already arrived in this city. At the latest, by tomorrow night, we’ll have her here to rescue us."
Old Zheng worriedly said, "Old Gu, look, our food supplies are almost gone. If your sister doesn’t come to save us, aren’t we just waiting to die?"
If he hadn’t spoken up, it might have been better. Gu Tianjing snapped, "Why are your food reserves so low?"
Old Zheng grimaced. "I was planning to move out. But then you showed up, and you brought so many people with you."
Gu Tianjing retorted irritably, "I only brought the Taoist Priest. The others were clearly people you hired to exorcise the ghosts. Don’t pin that on me."
The chubby Taoist Priest sighed helplessly. "If you’d told me earlier you’d hired others, you shouldn’t have called me. For a mere 200,000, I’ve almost lost my life here."
Old Zheng quickly said, "Taoist Priest, if we make it out alive, I’ll give you two million, not just 200,000! Even twenty million, I’ll write you an IOU."
The chubby Taoist Priest waved him off. "No, no. Two million is enough. I wouldn’t dare take more."
Gu Tianjing interjected, "Who exactly invited those people? They keep chanting those four words, 'the sin of gender', as if they’ve discovered something, but one of them dies every day. Forget it, I’ll hold my tongue. If this keeps up, those ghosts will eventually come for the three of us, and even the Taoist Priest might not be able to protect us."
The chubby man sighed. "From what we’ve seen, those female infants must have been killed by their parents right after birth. That’s why their resentment is so strong. If only we could find their remains."
Old Zheng said, "How are we supposed to find them? I never should’ve bought this secondhand villa, especially with all that talk about the previous owner being a kind-hearted wealthy man. What a load of crap."
If he were truly kind-hearted, this villa wouldn’t be haunted by so many vengeful spirits of infant girls.
Old Zheng cursed under his breath.
Gu Tianjing suggested, "We should go talk to those people. Exchange some information with them, so when Yi’an arrives, she won’t be completely in the dark."
Old Zheng shot him a look. "Old Gu, earlier it was you who didn’t want anything to do with them, and now it’s you who wants to reach out. What exactly do you want?"
Gu Tianjing said, "Can you stand the way those people look at you? You'd think they were superior. I used to think they were masters you hired to exorcise ghosts, but now..."
Even if Gu Tianjing didn't finish his sentence, the other two understood what he meant.
No skills, yet so arrogant.
Old Zheng said, "Then where did these people come from? We didn't invite them. Did they come here just to die? I won’t say more, but if it weren’t them who died, it would’ve been us."
The chubby uncle thought for a moment. "I heard them calling each other 'players.'"
Gu Tianjing was shocked. "They’re a group of people here to play an adventure game? Damn, they’re risking their lives."
Gu Tianjing cursed under his breath.
"Old Gu, don’t criticize them. You used to do things like that too."
After exposing Gu Tianjing’s past, Old Zheng muttered, "We even shared our food with them earlier. What a waste."
Gu Tianjing said, "We still had to give them food. If we didn’t, it would look like we deliberately let them starve to death."
Suddenly, the chubby uncle gestured to Gu Tianjing and Old Zheng.
The two of them immediately fell silent.
In the quiet, where only the sound of their own breathing could be heard, they gradually noticed movement from outside the door.
A very childish voice was singing.
"Drop the handkerchief, drop the handkerchief."
"Whoever it lands on has to come catch me."
Old Zheng’s eyes widened as he signaled to the other two, the ghost was here!
Their expressions turned grim.
Because the person the handkerchief was dropped on had to catch the ghost.
If that person failed to catch the ghost immediately, they would be swarmed and killed by the other ghosts.
At 6:30 in the morning, the phone alarm rang.
Gu Yi’an opened her eyes.
She first turned off the alarm, then noticed the small coffin on her phone was open.
Where did the little girl go?
Gu Yi’an’s gaze swept over the props nearby.
The notebook opened on its own.
"Good morning."
"Morning."
Seeing it, Gu Yi’an wasn’t as annoyed as she had been the day before.
She glanced at the Hanging Ghost Wood, the hanging ghost wasn’t there either.
A new line of text appeared on the notebook’s page.
"They’re with the fire dragon."
Did those three play together all night?
Gu Yi’an got up and walked over to the table.
She saw the little fire dragon curled up on the soft pillow, with the little girl and the hanging ghost nestled on its belly, fast asleep.
The wounds on the fire dragon’s body had vanished. It was unclear whether the medicine she applied had worked or if it had a strong natural healing ability.
It seems the three of them get along quite well.
At nine in the morning, Gu Yi'an arrived at the café near Gu Tianjing’s company.
Originally, she had arranged to meet her assistant at the company, but the assistant, Yu Xia, informed her over the phone that Gu’s mother was at the office that day. To avoid any discomfort, Gu Yi’an changed the meeting location to the café.
In this lifetime, her mother regarded her as an enemy. For everyone’s peace of mind, it was better for them not to see each other.
Soon after, the assistant, Yu Xia, rushed in. She was a young, energetic professional woman whose demeanor suggested she hadn’t been in the workforce for long.
“Sorry, I had some last-minute work and it took a while to get leave,” Yu Xia apologized. “Let me treat you to coffee.”
Gu Yi’an shook her head, she had already ordered two cups of coffee as a gesture.
Just then, the two cups of coffee Gu Yi’an had ordered arrived.
They began their conversation.
Gu Yi’an said, “Let’s cut to the chase. Where did he go?”
Yu Xia felt a bit nervous seeing Gu Yi’an. The real person was quite different from the photos, she was even more beautiful and had a stronger presence.
Yu Xia hadn’t expected Gu Tianjing’s sister to be more imposing than Gu Tianjing himself.
Yu Xia replied, “He said he was going to a friend’s house, someone with the surname Zheng. That friend lives in the suburban villa area. You can call a car, and I’ll guide you there.”
She said this out of concern that Gu Yi’an might not trust her.
Gu Yi’an asked, “What do you know about this friend with the surname Zheng?”
Yu Xia thought for a moment. “I heard him say that this friend often encounters strange things. But he didn’t specify what they were.”
Yu Xia seemed to know very little.
Gu Yi’an glanced at her, then at the notebook on the table.
A sentence appeared on the notebook:
“You can go there.”
Did it mean she could go find Gu Tianjing alone?
If the notebook said so, then it was likely she wouldn’t encounter any danger there.
Yu Xia twisted her fingers nervously, biting her lower lip slightly as she carefully observed Gu Yi’an’s expression.
She noticed Gu Yi’an holding the notebook.
She guessed Gu Yi’an wanted to jot down what she said, but since she hadn’t provided any useful information, what would happen to Gu Tianjing?
Seeing Yu Xia on the verge of tears, Gu Yi’an said, “Sister Yu, I have a solution. Go back to work first and wait for my news.”
Yu Xia hesitated. Gu Tianjing had warned her not to involve his sister casually.
This time, she had acted impulsively.
In the end, a phone call pulled Yu Xia away, it was from her temporary supervisor, Gu’s mother.
Gu Yi’an watched as Yu Xia disappeared from the café. She took a small sip of coffee, savoring its bitterness.
There were many disappointments in life, and some things couldn’t be forced, like parental affection.
But she had people who cared about her, and that was enough.
Gu Yi’an soon left the café as well.
She hailed a taxi directly and told the driver to take her to the suburban villa area.
The driver was a talkative middle-aged man.
Upon hearing the destination, he asked Gu Yi’an if she lived there and whether the villas were exceptionally expensive.
Gu Yi’an explained she was visiting a friend and asked the driver if he had heard of any strange occurrences in the villa area.
“Strange things? I haven’t heard of any,” the driver replied, curiously asking if she was a journalist.
Gu Yi’an shook her head.
But the more the driver looked at Gu Yi'an, the more extraordinary she seemed. The girl was stunningly beautiful, like a celebrity, and she clearly had a strong will of her own. She carried many secrets, and her identity was likely anything but ordinary.
As they spoke, they arrived at the villa area. The driver fell silent and stopped probing further.
After getting out of the car, Gu Yi'an went straight to the security booth at the entrance to register.
She remembered the name of Gu Tianjing's friend, surnamed Zheng.
There were two security guards in the booth, one in charge of registration and the other monitoring passing vehicles.
After Gu Yi'an finished registering, the guard handling the paperwork said, "Please wait a moment. I need to contact the resident."
But as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly went blank.
He said dully, "Alright. I'll take you to the resident's house."
Gu Yi'an raised an eyebrow, knowing it was the work of one of the ghosts or monsters attached to her, though she wasn't sure which one.
The other security guard also had a vacant stare and didn't notice anything unusual between his colleague and Gu Yi'an.
Led by the registration guard, Gu Yi'an arrived in front of a villa.
After bringing her to the right spot, the guard turned and left, still in a daze.
Gu Yi'an examined the villa, a particularly beautiful three-story building with a small garden.
After observing for a while, she noticed something strange about the villa.
It seemed like an illusion; even when the wind blew, the flowers and plants inside didn't move at all.
The morning sunlight was gentle, but no trace of it could be seen on the villa.
Something had definitely happened inside.
Gu Yi'an took out her phone from her pocket, a small coffin charm dangling from it.
She unzipped her backpack, making it easier for the fire dragon inside to jump out when needed.
As for a certain notebook, she wasn't too worried.
Nothing could stop that notebook from slipping away.
If the notebook wanted to come out, it would always find a way.
The charm on Gu Yi'an's backpack, a cute, sunny doll-shaped ornament, swayed slightly, and its unpleasant voice rang out.
"Your Highness, I can't wait to have some fun."
Gu Yi'an was fully prepared.
Without the slightest hesitation, she stepped toward the villa's iron gate.
As expected, she encountered no obstacles.
The iron gate was an illusion.
In an instant, the scene before her eyes transformed.
Several people with haggard expressions stood arguing in the garden.
"How would I know when those ghosts will come?"
"If it comes again, someone else will die!"
Their voices abruptly cut off.
Because they had noticed Gu Yi'an's appearance.
In this bizarre villa, a strangely beautiful young woman had suddenly appeared.
The people in the garden immediately grew intensely wary of her.
They assumed defensive postures.
"Who are you?"
Gu Yi'an's gaze swept over their faces.
Her brother, Gu Tianjing, was not among them.
What was going on?
Had something happened to Gu Tianjing?
Gu Yi'an said, "I'm looking for Gu Tianjing."
"Who is Gu Tianjing?"
The people in the garden looked confused.
One of them suddenly remembered, "Isn't Gu Tianjing that one among the three natives who acts like he's too good for everyone?"
"Is this another plot character?"
"Could it be that the merciful god thinks we're progressing too slowly and specifically sent us reinforcements?"
The group in the garden discussed among themselves, their gazes toward Gu Yi'an no longer as guarded as before.
Because Gu Yi'an wasn't a ghost.
Hearing their conversation, Gu Yi'an raised an eyebrow slightly.
Merciful god?
Had she stumbled into another one of The Game of the Gods?
Suddenly, a childish voice drifted into the garden.
"Drop the handkerchief, drop the handkerchief."
"Whoever it lands on has to come catch me."
The people in the garden cursed loudly.
"Those ghosts are here again!"
They looked around, their eyes suddenly landing on Gu Yi'an, more precisely, behind her.
Gu Yi'an turned and looked at the ground.
A dark, shadowy infant that had appeared out of nowhere was placing a black square cloth in front of her, giving her a chilling smile.
"Sister, you have to catch me."
"If you can't catch me, we'll eat you, hee hee hee."