The phonograph said:
"Next, supplement Rule Two."
"Listen carefully, the content of this rule is like this: Once a good person is killed, he will turn into a wronged ghost."
"Hee hee, the wronged ghost will enter the house."
"He cannot kill you for now, but he may cause some bad effects on you."
The phonograph stopped speaking.
Instead, the man's voice from outside... appeared inside the door.
"Ah—" Xiaoya cried out in fear.
She collapsed to the ground, and at the bar counter, there was a man with misplaced facial features, eyes, ears, mouth, and nose all dug out, rearranged in different positions, staring at the people inside the house with hollow, blood-empty sockets.
He seemed unable to move.
But his mouth made a strange sound:
"Die! Die! Die!"
As soon as this sound appeared, Wen Xishu immediately felt some hallucinations in his mind.
"Do you know, your parents actually love you very much? They're not what you think... they never intended to burn you alive."
