This strange behavior immediately attracted him. He wanted to notify his master, but when he turned around, Jiang Zhao, who had been close behind him, was gone.

"Where is he?" Ouyang Huanbin immediately became nervous.

His master was just nearby, how could he disappear silently in the blink of an eye? Ouyang Huanbin knew that what he needed most at this moment was calm.

He calmed down and thought, his master would not disappear for no reason, something he was unaware of must have happened. "Could it be... could it be related to that woman?"

This thought drove him to tiptoe to the side of the bookshelf. He didn't intend to disturb the woman, he just wanted to observe from the side what she was doing.

But the moment he peeked out from beside the bookshelf, an unexpected scene occurred - the woman was gone!

What was even stranger was that even the wooden ladder under the woman's feet had disappeared. The space between the two bookshelves was clean, with nothing at all.

Realizing this, Ouyang Huanbin felt a chill run down his spine.

Only now did he seem to come to his senses. When they arrived, they hadn't noticed anyone nearby. The woman seemed to have appeared suddenly, and before seeing her, he hadn't heard any sound.

"What's going on?" Ouyang Huanbin's lips trembled with nervousness. "Could it be... could it be that the woman just now... was a ghost?!"

The moment this idea appeared in his mind, it took firm control of his thoughts. He didn't care about Jiang Zhao anymore, he just wanted to leave.

"Pa-ta!"

A sudden sound came from his side, like a book falling to the ground. It was very close to him, scaring Ouyang Huanbin so much that he jumped. But he looked around anxiously and couldn't find the fallen book.

"Pa-ta!"

"Pa-ta!"

...

Ouyang Huanbin broke down. He ran out like a madman, feeling like a pair of eyes were staring at him from behind, but he didn't dare to look back, afraid of being trapped there forever.

When he rushed out of the first-floor hall, he bumped into Jiang Cheng, Mu Qing and their group who were coming downstairs. "What's wrong?" Mu Qing asked, feigning concern.

"There's... there's something strange inside." Ouyang Huanbin's voice was distorted with fear, his teeth chattering. "My master disappeared in the blink of an eye, and there's a woman in a black dress standing on a ladder, and the sound of books... books falling on the ground..."

Ouyang Huanbin's words were completely illogical, leaving everyone confused. "Don't worry, take your time," Fatty said, stepping forward and patting his shoulder to comfort him.

Bit by bit, everyone finally understood the whole story. Compared to Jiang Zhao's disappearance, everyone was clearly more interested in the woman in the black dress.

They hadn't found anyone else in the library besides themselves.

"Did you see the woman's hands?" Jiang Cheng suddenly asked.

Ouyang Huanbin didn't react and looked at Jiang Cheng with a puzzled expression.

Liu Hui seemed to understand Jiang Cheng's meaning and continued to press Ouyang Huanbin, "I'm asking you, did you see the woman's hands?" Her tone was urgent, as if verifying some guess in her mind.

"N-no..." Ouyang Huanbin stammered, he still hadn't calmed down.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He remembered that Mu Wanming had said before she died that the ghost hand hidden under the bed was very large, and the handprints they found under the bed confirmed this.

If the woman Ouyang Huanbin saw also had a pair of terrifyingly large hands, then it could be confirmed that the woman was the ghost who appeared in Mu Wanming's room and killed her.

And then followed them all the way here.

"Brother Jiang," Mu Qing said, putting on a very responsible look, "Let's hurry up and find him, Jiang Zhao looks like he's in danger."

This time, Jiang Cheng didn't stand on ceremony and directly tore off the instruction map posted in front of the reception desk, then walked into the reading hall on the first floor of the library.

The area here was much larger than upstairs. Only a few dim lights were on overhead, emitting a half-dead light. The further they went, the darker the environment became, with shadows all around, making the whole scene look like a horror movie.

Their feet stepped on the ground, making creaking sounds from time to time. The deathly atmosphere was suffocating.

"It's here," Ouyang Huanbin said in a low voice.

This area was where the town's information was stored. Ouyang Huanbin didn't dare to point with his finger, he could only gesture with his eyes. "Just now, Master... Jiang Zhao was standing behind me, and that... that woman in the black dress was standing between these two bookshelves, but after I found that Master was gone, I went around to look, and that woman had also disappeared."

"I suspect Jiang Zhao's disappearance is related to the woman in the black dress," he added softly, as if worried about being heard by something nearby.

Huai Yi sneered inwardly, thinking that this Ouyang Huanbin wasn't stupid. He knew that his master was probably doomed, so he was now eager to distance himself from him, calling him by his name directly.

After all, his master had offended this group of people as soon as he came up, and he didn't want to be implicated.

After careful observation, Jiang Cheng walked over and came to the bookshelf, looking back at Ouyang Huanbin, "You just said that the woman was standing here, with a ladder under her feet."

"That's right," Ouyang Huanbin nodded decisively. "Her movements were like taking books down from a high place and stacking them up one by one. I... I saw her standing on tiptoe." Recalling the scene at that time, he still felt lingering fear.

But after Jiang Cheng's observation, the bookshelf that Ouyang Huanbin mentioned was covered with dust, and no one had touched it for a long time.

"Squeak—"

Jiang Cheng frowned and his eyes instantly narrowed. He heard a very strange sound, ethereal and illusory, as if it came from all directions. "Don't move!" Jiang Cheng suddenly spoke.

When everyone stopped moving, the sound gradually became clearer. Slowly, his expression changed. He heard it clearly, it was the sound of a rope groaning under a heavy load, and... it was above his head!

He could almost imagine that not far above his head, there was a corpse hanging, maybe even a hanging ghost, and it was swaying slightly at the moment. The sound was the sound of the corpse pulling the rope.

This discovery was too sudden, his body stiffened, and he slowly retreated towards the crowd. He knew that if he looked up at this moment, he might be attacked by the ghost.

Mu Qing reacted quickly. After noticing Jiang Cheng's abnormality, he immediately took out his phone and turned on the flashlight at an extremely fast speed, shining it into the darkness above Jiang Cheng.

But unexpectedly, there was nothing unusual in the darkness above. The dome of the hall was very high, but they could still vaguely see that there was nothing on it except for a few broken lights hanging down.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Cheng steadied his mind, thought for a moment, and took out the instruction map, then looked around the bookshelves while looking down at the map, as if comparing them.

Until a moment later, his gaze suddenly stopped.