“Bang!”

The sound of a body hitting the ground was like a thunderclap, shocking most of the residents.

We arrived before eight in the evening. Nearby residents opened their windows and looked at the body on the ground.

“Go and take a look!” I transmitted the message as I ran, “Someone will call the police soon. We need to get the clues from Du Fei’s house before they arrive. Feng Ruoxing, Ye Yang, you two go to Du Fei’s house. I’ll take a look at the body.”

I heard that Bei Yiye would restore tombs to their original state after robbing them, never letting anyone see that a tomb robber had visited.

If Ye Yang had similar skills, it would be more appropriate for him to go to the scene, at least so that no one would suspect that someone else had been in the house after Du Fei jumped.

If I went, I would have to summon the ghost messengers to clean up the mess, and I was afraid there wouldn't be enough time.

The four of us split into two groups in the crowd and rushed in different directions. By the time I saw Du Fei, she was already dead.

Du Fei didn’t fall from a high floor, but she landed headfirst. Her neck broke instantly, and her head was tilted to one side. The blood flowing from her head had already stained the ground red. Coupled with the white pajamas she was wearing, the scene looked even more bizarre.

There were too many onlookers at the time, so I didn’t dare to open my ghost eyes casually. I could only quietly look around the deceased.

Unexpectedly, I clearly saw Du Fei, covered in blood, standing next to her own corpse, giving me a cold smile. When I met her eyes, she retreated step by step towards the crowd, gently placing her hand on one person’s shoulder.

That person shuddered immediately, subconsciously shrinking back. Du Fei’s ghost took the opportunity to go behind the person, revealing half of her face from behind his head, smiling as she put her hand on his shoulder.

The person’s face turned pale, and he fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth. The surrounding onlookers were in chaos. Some were backing away, and some wanted to go up and see what was happening. Du Fei was a ghost, but she took the opportunity to blend into the crowd.

I quickly rushed forward a few steps, pushed through the crowd, and squeezed in.

At first, I could still see a white shadow darting back and forth in the crowd, but before long, I lost sight of it. By the time I squeezed out of the crowd, the ghost had long disappeared without a trace.

What a sorcerer fears most is when ghosts drill into crowds of people. Sorcerers won’t fight ghosts in public unless absolutely necessary. Not only will it attract unnecessary trouble, but they might also be captured by the authorities.

This kind of thing might have been better in ancient times. People back then had a sense of awe towards ghosts and gods, and information wasn’t as readily available. Even if sorcerers occasionally appeared to be subduing ghosts and demons, few people dared to watch, and they all eventually became legends.

Doing that now definitely wouldn’t work, especially in recent years. If I dared to leap into the crowd to catch a ghost, someone would record a video of me with their phone. Even if the ghost messengers came to clean up the mess, they wouldn’t be fast enough to keep up with the speed of the internet.

If I didn’t want to be arrested and taken back for questioning, I could only squeeze out of the crowd.

The only result of doing so was “missing the opportunity.”

I came out of the crowd and tried to walk a few steps towards the back of the red brick building. Logically speaking, there was always a corner of a building that didn’t see sunlight, or where the sunlight only shone for a very short time. That was a place suitable for ghosts to haunt.

Therefore, when people walk to the corner of a building, they sometimes feel in their peripheral vision that there is someone standing next to them, but when they turn their heads to look, they can’t see anything. That’s because people are walking too fast, and the friend in the shadows didn’t have time to hide, so they were seen.

I had only walked a few steps when I saw a woman in a white nightgown also walking towards the back of the building.

Almost without thinking, I took a few steps forward and reached out to pat the woman on the shoulder. She exclaimed, “What are you doing?”

“Sorry, I mistook you for someone else!” The other person wasn’t Du Fei, and she had a physical body. It was just that her pajamas were similar to Du Fei’s.

I had just turned around when I felt the woman suddenly press against me: “A ghost pats a person, and the person loses their soul; you pat a ghost, and the ghost clings to you. Haven’t you heard of it? Since you dared to pat me, I will cling to you. Hehe…”

I only felt a surge of Yin energy rushing up my spine. I could even feel the woman clinging to me gradually becoming lighter and thinner, as if she were a piece of clothing draped over me.

I subconsciously reached back and grabbed a piece of white, blood-stained clothing.

Pajamas?

That woman had turned into a piece of clothing draped over me.

While I was stunned, holding the clothes, Xia Mengying also rushed up from behind: “You’re holding Du Fei’s clothes?”

“I want to know why too?” Besides shock, I only felt anger.

As a sorcerer, to not only let a ghost get behind my back under my very nose, but also to have the bloody clothes draped over me, was simply a disgrace to a sorcerer.

I haven’t lost so much face since my debut.

Seeing Xia Mengying coming over, I wished I could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.