She stomped her foot angrily, then jogged forward and followed closely into the girls' dormitory.
As the two of them reached the fourth floor, the gloomy atmosphere grew heavier, and it seemed as if no one was there.
"Lianqing, don't you think something's strange here?" Chai Yilin reached out and held Yang Lianqing tightly, glancing anxiously down the stairs.
Yang Lianqing glanced at her and laughed, "Yilin, what's so strange about it? We're all like this. It's just your imagination. Don't scare yourself."
In fact, Yang Lianqing was protected by a spiritual force, which prevented the Yin energy from approaching. This spiritual force naturally came from Yang Feng.
Chai Yilin held Yang Lianqing tightly, and suddenly realized that it wasn't so eerie anymore, which puzzled her.
Is this really just psychological?
But as they walked on, they suddenly realized something was wrong!
"Lianqing, wait a minute, we should be on the sixth floor already... but why is the sign still for the fourth floor!"
"Huh? That's strange. Let's go up a bit more."
The two women continued walking upwards.
Chai Yilin suddenly had a bad feeling. She clearly remembered that she had seen the sign on the fourth floor when she was chatting with Lian Qing.
They've been walking for five minutes; they couldn't possibly still be on the fourth floor.
This only proves...
Something's happened!
Then, they went up two more flights of stairs and found themselves still on the fourth floor.
"Whoosh!"
Yang Lianqing and Chai Yilin were immediately shocked and looked at each other, their faces pale.
My gaze was filled with fear as I looked down at the stairs. It was pitch black, my vision was blocked, and the surroundings seemed to fall into a deathly silence, as if I had suddenly plummeted to freezing point.
Their hearts were in their throats, making it difficult for them to breathe.
"Lian...Lianqing, I...what should we do now..." Chai Yilin said, her voice trembling with tears.
Yang Lianqing broke through her outward strength, tears welling up in her eyes. She trembled slightly as she took out her ZTE L1 and quickly made a call to Yang Feng.
"I called my brother."
"Hey, why aren't you going upstairs? Why are you staying here on the stairs?" Yang Feng's questioning voice came from behind them.
"Ahhh!"
"Help! There's a ghost! There's a ghost!"
The two women, like startled rabbits, suddenly hugged each other and sat down on the ground, their phones flying out of their hands in fright.
Yang Feng reached out and caught the ZTE L1 that flew over, only to find that it was dialing his number.
Sure enough, the phone in my pocket rang.
Yang Feng turned it off immediately, then looked at the two frightened women and couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "You two are really cowards. I should have come alone."
He wasn't worried at all; his sister possessed his spiritual power, which he could sense.
However, this spiritual power can only last for three hours before it is digested into energy and enters her body to provide for her.
Hearing that familiar yet mocking voice, Yang Lianqing slightly opened her eyes and saw Yang Feng. She immediately flew into a rage, stood up abruptly, and clenched her fist.
She pounded hard on his chest, striking him relentlessly like raindrops.
But this pain was nothing more than a tickle to Yang Feng.
"Oh, oh, harder, it feels so good, go down a little." Yang Feng closed his eyes and began to enjoy it.
Yang Lianqing nearly fainted from anger. She stomped on his foot and said, "It's fun to scare people! I'll stomp you to death!"
"Phew—" When Chai Yilin saw Lianqing's brother, a huge weight was lifted from her heart, and she felt much more at ease.
She always felt safer with Yang Feng by her side, but it might be different with another boy.
"Alright, alright, stop fooling around." Yang Feng reached out and pinched his younger sister's soft little face, his eyes full of doting affection.
Sister: "I'm going to make a scene!"
Yang Feng: "......."
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"Brother Yang, how did you get up here?" At this moment, Chai Yilin stepped forward and tried to smooth things over.
Yang Feng used one hand to hold Lian Qing's head so that her fist couldn't hit him, then looked at Chai Yilin and asked in surprise, "You just walked up like this? How else could you have come up?"
"No, I mean, when you came up here, did anything strange happen, like staying on the same floor?"
Chai Yilin shook her head vigorously, a trace of fear still lingering in her eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, it's strange. We kept walking and found ourselves hovering on the fourth floor, like we'd seen a ghost. Then you suddenly blurted out something that scared us."
Yang Lianqing also stopped what she was doing, took a small step back, and looked up at Yang Feng, still feeling lingering fear.
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