Professor Xue was startled, he turned around abruptly and saw two white figures walking towards him.
Ghosts!
Almost instantly, the word popped into Professor Xue's mind.
In the field of archeology, more or less everyone has encountered some strange occurrences. Professor Xue has been in the field for thirty or forty years and is quite used to it.
But how did he see Ye Wanlan?
"In broad daylight, how could a wandering ghost dare to impersonate our Wanlan!" Professor Xue was furious, "I warn you, don't come any closer, or I'll teach you a lesson!"
Watching Professor Xue holding a lantern in one hand and a long stick in the other, Ye Wanlan paused slightly, somewhat helpless: "It's not a wandering ghost, it really is me, Professor Xue."
"Only a wandering ghost would say it's not a wandering ghost!" Professor Xue looked suspiciously at the ground and muttered, "There's a shadow... Ahhhh ghost! Ghost!"
He screamed because Yan Tingfeng had directly grabbed his hand.
