All four of us were quiet. The whole house became quiet as a result.

Once it quieted down, that footstep came again.

Downstairs, upstairs, even around us, there were footsteps from people who couldn't be seen.

The sound of such footsteps is completely irregular. I tried to match the sound of footsteps with Mrs. Winter's yin energy, or with the two types of Rainer and Rainer I saw in my dreams, but I couldn't do that.

My first assumption may be correct. This sound was not made by Mrs. Winter, but by Han Yun and his imps.

Crunch – crunch –

There was some movement downstairs, not footsteps, but it sounded like something was pressing down on the wooden floor.

Mrs. Winter's yin aura gathered downstairs.

"Let's go." Wu Ling said.

Liu Miao went downstairs first.

There was no point in slowing down, so Liu Miao rushed downstairs directly, and the last two steps were jumped directly by him.

The direction of the sound was in the small living room. The sound didn't stop for a moment.

We then arrived.

My gaze crossed Liu Miao's back, stood on the stairs, and saw the scene in the small living room.

Several chairs were pulled out, and there were more teapots and cups on the table, as well as a plate of snacks. It was as if it had gone back to when Mrs. Winter had entertained us. It's just that we were entertained in the large living room before, and we didn't sit here.

There is a rocking chair in the small living room. Now, it's the same rocking chair that's making noise.

Crunch – crunch –

The rocking chair swayed back and forth, pressing against the wooden floor, making a rhythmic sound, like a lullaby.

Mrs. Winter was not in the rocking chair.

The place where the yin energy gathers is the closet on the side.

There was a soft click, and the glass door of the closet was opened.

In the reflection of the glass, the appearance of Mrs. Winter's ghost can be seen.

A porcelain jar floated out of the closet and went all the way to the small table, where it was placed.

Mrs. Winter's ghost also stays there.

When the porcelain jar was opened, a ring floated out of it, suspended in the air, as if pinched between someone's fingers, and held up in front of his eyes.

"Mrs. Winter." Wu Ling shouted.

Mrs. Winter's ghost took shape, the same as the one holding the ring. She squinted at us, her eyes cold, no longer the kind and peaceful old lady.

"I was killed...... Mrs. Winter whispered, "I was killed by them...... I know what they're looking for......"

Mrs. Winter raised her left hand. It was the hands of old men, thin and wrinkled.

"They took my ring. They took my wedding ring. My husband's, they didn't find ...... They didn't know that I put the ring in his urn. ”

Mrs. Winter hung her head and rubbed the ring in her hand.

I listened in silence to Mrs. Winter's account.

"I'm dead...... They killed him...... The ring was robbed...... Damn it...... Damn ...... they," muttered Mrs. Winter.

Liu Miao sighed and said, "Did you kill them?" ”

I looked at Liu Miao in surprise.

Mrs. Winter kept her head down, repeating the words.

"I can see it now. Behind you, their ghosts, right? The soul of Rainer. And ......" Liu Miao walked towards Mrs. Winter.

“…… Can't get it back...... The ring, can't be recovered......" Mrs. Winter looked up.

As soon as Liu Miao stretched out her hand, she grabbed Mrs. Winter's neck.

I saw a pair of hands emerging from the void behind Mrs. Winter. The hands also climbed up Mrs. Winter's neck, but they kept moving upwards and covered Mrs. Winter's eyes.

Mrs. Winter had her mouth open, and she still had a ring in one hand.

I was a little uncomfortable, but I knew that this might be the best solution.

Mrs. Winter's ghost is unstable, and her memory is in trouble. She shouldn't remember her own death, Rena's death. Now I was stimulated and thought about it, but my mind was thrown into confusion because of this.

The one hand covered Mrs. Winter's eyes, and moved again, so that the other hand covered Mrs. Winter's mouth and nose.

Rena wanted to kill Mrs. Winter, just as he had done in his lifetime.

I moved a little and took a step forward.

Mrs. Winter whimpered, as if she were struggling with fear.

She let go, and the ring hit the ground, rolling on the ground.

The voice was crisp, coming out of Mrs. Winter's whimper.

Mrs. Winter reached forward, but instead of trying to grab Liu Miao, she was looking for something.

Guo Yujie bent down and picked up the ring on the ground, stepped forward, grabbed Mrs. Winter's hand, and put the ring in the palm of Mrs. Winter's hand.

The hand immediately clenched into a fist, and the green tendons on the hand protruded.

I suddenly felt Han Yun's yin qi.

Han Yun's figure had already appeared beside Mrs. Winter, floating on her left-hand side. Han Yun raised his hand, and the light in his hand flashed.

I blinked my eyes and saw that Mrs. Winter had an extra ring on her left ring finger.

Mrs. Winter's struggle immediately stopped.

"Lynch!" Liu Miao shouted.

Wu Ling, who was beside me, also pushed me.

I rushed forward, and with some confusion, I saw Mrs. Winter's ghost being dragged into the void by her hands there.

Liu Miao grabbed Mrs. Winter's neck with one hand, but grabbed Mrs. Winter's arm with the other.

I suddenly understood something, and reached out, but the target was the pair of hands stretched out from the void.

My power activated, and a wail immediately rang out in the void.

I could feel the change in the ghosts of my hands.

Mrs. Winter lowered her hands, and suddenly vanished, leaving not even a trace of yin energy.

Liu Miao lost her balance all of a sudden, and took a step forward to stabilize her figure.

I fell back and sat on the ground, holding on to the ghost in my hands and dragging him out of the void.

That face, as expected, was that of Rena.

He panicked, and I dragged him into this alien space, screaming and howling in pain, like a madman.

Wu Ling appeared next to me and pressed one hand on Rena's head.

I saw what seemed to be a flash under her palm, and Renner's howl stopped.

He shivered, trying to curl up, but he didn't dare to move.

"What's going on?" Guo Yujie asked blankly.

"He's been there? Always a ghost? "I also have questions.

I'm still holding on to Reina, and naturally I can feel that his soul is very strange.

This strange ......

My consciousness suddenly drifted and I saw a prison.

In prison, Rena was lying on the bed with his head in his hands, like a shrimp. He was facing the wall, muttering something in his mouth. The prisoner on the top bunk impatiently threw things down, cursing and cursing. Rena's body trembled, but he didn't stop his annoying behavior. He was shutting his eyes and running away from something.

I looked into the middle of the cell, right next to Rainer's bed, where Mrs. Winter's ghost floated expressionlessly.

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