She had once studied under a Taoist master and unlike some atheists, she was very knowledgeable about the bizarre legends in this world.
"Who is it?"
Liu Ou's voice was trembling slightly. Clutching the corner of her blanket, her back was already soaked with cold sweat. Suddenly, a strange thing seemed to appear before her eyes. She wanted to scream, but found she had no voice and eventually fainted from fear.
The situation got progressively worse and Liu Ou's mental state began to deteriorate. She began seeing things that shouldn't be seen and eventually had to seek help from a psychologist, and only sleeping pills could get her through the night.
Qiao Xiaren noticed that Liu Ou stopped pushing her luck and knew she could have a few peaceful days. She didn't want to get personally involved. If Liu Ou were to be scared to death by a ghost, it would serve as a clean break.