"Lin... Brother Lin, is it a ghost... ghost? Is that you? This crawling gesture, it's like Zhenzi reincarnated," said Zhou Botong, half scared, half excited.
He was scared because he had never seen a ghost before; he was excited because at last, he had the chance to encounter one. The thing crawling out from under the bed was clearly human-shaped, its face obscured by disheveled hair, making it impossible to see clearly.
Lin Tian was speechless about his complicated feelings. As for whether the thing under the bed was human or ghost, that was irrelevant to him; not even King Yanluo could reach him now.
Lin Tian glanced at the sealed room and suddenly had an idea. He couldn't help saying to Zhou Botong, "Brother Zhou, it's better to extinguish the fire, otherwise, don't say I didn't warn you."
"Why extinguish it? It's pitch dark and we can't see anything..." Zhou Botong still wouldn't listen.