There was a wedding dress standing upright in front of the main door.

Yes, only a wedding dress, without a person.

But the sleeves of the wedding dress were crossed in front of the abdomen, as if someone was standing there quietly, waiting for them in a polite manner.

The unlucky ghost exclaimed, "Holy crap, even I, a ghost, got scared!"

The coward ghost said to Susie, "Sweetheart, let's stop playing. Big brother will carry you out."

The philandering ghost stretched his neck and said, "Hey, baby, let me out and see which cutie it is."

Susie's voice was very low, and only a whisper could be heard, "Shh... don't make a sound and scare her away... scaring ghosts is prohibited in the haunted house!"

After speaking, she used her bare hands to stuff a few evil ghosts into Soul Calabash.

Wade heard this and felt like crying.

Who was scaring who?

Shouldn't it be us who ran away in fear?

The timid little brother who had to meet the KPIs steeled his courage and asked in a trembling voice, "Susie, is this a ghost? Is it X or Y?"

Susie stared at the wedding dress and shook her head, "I don't know."

Was X a vile ghost? Or was it the Grudge? And what kind of ghost did Y represent?

Wade misunderstood, and was even more afraid in his heart. Even his sister couldn't distinguish whether the ghost in front of them was an evil ghost or a vile ghost. It seemed that this ghost was quite fierce!

Or maybe... it wasn't a ghost?

Paul's face turned slightly pale. He had just breathed a sigh of relief, and calmly said, "Don't worry, it's not a ghost. It's just a piece of clothing."

The staff who pretended to be ghosts left, but unexpectedly brought out a piece of clothing.

Paul was a bit helpless and angry - what if they scared the children? The older brother must have told them not to scare the children, did these staff members not understand?

Susie nodded after hearing Paul's words, "Hmm, it may not be a ghost, it could be a ghostly object."

Just like the pair of footprints she followed with her father last time.

Wade naturally knew about the pair of footprints from last time. He wrote down every ghost his sister saw.

It could be a ghostly object, which could sometimes be more terrifying than a ghost...

Wade swallowed his saliva and said, "So, the 'curtain' that was blow by the wind just now was caused by it, right?"

Lucy poked her head out, feeling wicked, and said arrogantly, "Let's burn it with fire! Kill it!"

Hamza, who had been silent all along, said lightly, "Perhaps it's a clue."

Everyone felt that he was right.

The haunted house, everything that appears is a hint or clue.

In most games, this is the rule, nothing appears for no reason.

However, they never considered the possibility that if it wasn't a haunted house game, what if it was a real ghost? ...

Paul made the biggest regret of his life when he said, "Don't be afraid, let me go check it out."

Since it's not a ghost, it's easy to deal with - after all, there are no ghosts in the world, right?

Susie quickly grabbed him and said, "I'll go with you, Uncle Jenkins."

Paul rubbed her head. He couldn't possibly let a child go with him.

Was that even a question?

"It's okay, Uncle Jenkins isn't afraid."

It was just sudden and startled him.

Susie asked worriedly, "Are you really not afraid?"

Paul laughed, "No."

He was a grown-up after all, not like Wade Lucy, who was scared and hiding behind Susie.

Susie nodded and thought Uncle Jenkins was really brave, braver than Uncle Four!

"Then be careful, Uncle Jenkins!" Susie said, "We'll follow behind you."

Paul said, "No need, you guys stay here and block this door."

They had only just entered the courtyard and hadn't even checked the rooms yet.

What if the wedding dress was deliberately placed at the entrance to the main room by the staff to lure them over?

While they were distracted, he could sneak out to the front yard quietly, and they would never find anything.

Susie whispered, "We could lock the second door."

But Paul had already walked ahead.

He approached the wedding dress step by step, even taking a closer look.

The bright red color of the dress was eye-catching, with creases as if it was just made.

There were exquisite embroidery and phoenix coronets and veils on the dress, which looked very delicate.

The two sleeves were draped in front of the abdomen, fixed with thin ropes or buttons.

Paul couldn't help but think that the haunted house had done a good job, and the props were very carefully made.

He had already walked up to the dress and was only an arm's length away from it. Paul looked at the dress and prepared to walk around it to see if there were any clues.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the wedding dress move.

It was as if it slightly bowed, giving him a bow.

Paul was stunned, looking at the still-bowing wedding dress, wondering, how was that possible?

Upon closer inspection, he realized that there were no hangers or anything supporting the dress around it, and there were no steel cables or wires behind it either.

Paul guessed that there must have been a clothes rack or something similar inside the dress, but he never expected it to bow.

When the wedding dress bowed, its back was slightly curved, like a normal person bending over, and there was absolutely no clothes rack inside.

At this moment, Paul heard a soft, faint voice, "My lord..."

As the voice fell, the wedding dress also extended a sleeve, as if blaming him for not calling her up after so long.

Uncle Jenkins remained silent.

"!!!".