Its sharp nails went wild, groping their way from the head of the bed, inch by inch, toward the foot.
[AHHHH!!!!]
[Host, help! Aahh, save the young lady!]
[Nooo, I'm so spooked. The sense of dread from this ghost is overwhelming.]
Su Nian's hands moved. She immediately burned a piece of talisman paper and began chanting an incantation.
Visibly, the female ghost's movements grew slower and slower until she froze solid. But even so, her eyes, hidden behind a thick curtain of hair, were still fixed intently on Qing Huan.
Her stiff body dissipated bit by bit, until the dark figure had completely vanished over ten minutes later.
The viewers in the livestream held their breath, not daring to make a sound. It was only after seeing the eerie figure slowly fade away that the bullet comments became active again.
[I'm so scared!]
[I can even imagine it standing at the head of my own bed right now.]
[When it spoke just now, my heart seriously stopped. It was too scared to even beat.]
