On a November night, even in Lingnan, this part of the South without winter, there were few people near the haunted house where many were said to have died.
After the last "guest" left the public restroom, Zhou Jiao quickly walked around to the back of the tree, placing the circular Mutton Fat Jade Pendant she wore around her neck in the hollow at the base of the ancient tree.
As with the previous secret chamber mechanism, soon a hole appeared on the ground between the two adjacent lush ancient trees, just big enough for one person to fall through. In the pitch-dark night, she didn't dare use a flashlight; after retrieving the jade pendant, she poured a large bag of medicinal powder down the hole, and after a while, with the determination of daring the tiger's den, she jumped in.
