At this moment, Zhou Xuan, through the windshield, spotted the eerie woman Liu Qingguang had mentioned.
The woman resembled the obsessive spirits Zhou Xuan had seen before. Her face was divided into many color patches, pieced together like a mosaic.
Yet, despite the distortion, Zhou Xuan instantly recognized her.
"Sister Xia?!"
He was unwilling to believe that the woman ahead was Lin Xia, but his eyes couldn't deceive him.
"Knock, knock, knock."
Liu Qingguang, who had been waiting for some time, lightly tapped on Zhou Xuan's car window.
Zhou Xuan didn't hear the knocking—his eyes were blankly fixed on Lin Xia.
"How could this be? She was fine just yesterday."
Just yesterday, Lin Xia made an agreement with Zhou Xuan: the Liao Ghost Hall would operate under his control, and Zhou Xuan would teach them the Teeth Cultivation Technique. In just one day, had they truly become separated by life and death?
