Ye Hishen struggled to open her heavy eyes. All she saw was darkness.,At this moment, a faint sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside, accompanied by the indistinct murmur of voices.,Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew by. Yè Hí Rǎn twitched her nose, a hint of joy appearing in her heart. She took a step and entered the ghost house on the east side of Ghost Street.。