Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, Ye Hisai twitched her nose, a glimmer of joy appeared in her heart, and she stepped into the haunted house on the east side of Ghost Street.,Finally, she reached out and brushed the grass clippings off her robe. She glanced around with beautiful eyes and politely said, "Thank you!",Ye Huirany found nothing, her brow furrowed as she muttered softly, "Strange, I always feel like someone's following me"。