Susie happily ran over, although her belly was a bit full, she seemed to have no problem drinking another glass of juice.

Paul watched her drink the juice, holding the cup with a focused expression that reminded him of how Clara looked when she was a child.

He sat on the side, hesitating and asked, "Susie, are there really so many ghosts in this world?"

On July 14th, he saw his deceased sister Clara. She spoke a few words to him, he watched her for less than half a night, and then watched her disappear...

At that time, he felt that as long as he could see his sister, even if his worldview was overturned, it wouldn't matter. He even spent his free time those days frantically reading about metaphysics.

But as the days went by, he flew at an altitude of ten thousand meters every day, and what he saw on July 14th became more and more vague, to the point where he even suspected it was a dream.

Until today...

It was like the previous dream suddenly became real again.

Susie replied, "There are as many ghosts in the world as there are people, but there are not as many ghosts in the human world."

Paul was thirsty for knowledge and asked, "After a person dies and is reborn, can they still find her?"

Susie sipped her juice and shook her head like an old veteran, "Young man, you're thinking too much!"

"My Master said that there are so many people in this world that cannot be found."

Paul couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

As he sat there, he became a little absent-minded and looked a little strange.

Susie was now very powerful, and she had learned to remain calm and collected. She sipped her juice, then gently put the cup down...

The room was very quiet.

Alex looked up, puzzled, and looked at Susie...

At that moment, Susie suddenly reached out and grabbed Paul's neck. In a childish voice, she said, "Gotcha!"

Alex was startled by this sudden movement and flew up with a cry, flapping his wings to the side.

"Ga! Scared me to death! Scared me to death!" Alex was still in shock.

Paul was having trouble breathing and asked in amazement, "Susie, what's going on?"

He seemed distracted just now.

But why did Susie suddenly choke his neck? Susie grabbed Paul's neck, twisted her small hand as if she had caught something and pulled hard.

At the same time, she comforted him, "Uncle Jenkins, don't worry, it won't hurt, it will be over soon!" Uncle Jenkins, "???" Don't tell him... is there a ghost again? Is he possessed by a ghost???

Just thinking about it, there was a sudden pain in the back of his neck, he gasped, and the pain made him see black. Are you saying this doesn't hurt?? Paul felt like his soul was about to be pulled out, and the veins on his hand holding the edge of the table bulged... Susie pressed on Uncle Jenkins's neck with one hand and pulled outwards with the other.

Kellen just walked in and saw this scene - the "skin" on the back of Paul's neck was pulled out, a big piece of it! Like molting!

Taoist Morton's pupils shrank.

This horrifying scene would scare even those with strong hearts.

He quickly closed the door to prevent the old woman from accidentally coming up to see, and quickly approached Susie, decisively helping her hold down Paul.

"Hey kid, did you bring back a ghost from the haunted house?" Kellen lowered his voice.

Susie's hands were already short, and after pulling for a long time, the "skin" just got longer and longer, but she couldn't pull it out.

Seeing her father coming, she shouted like she saw a savior, "Daddy...you're stepping on Uncle Jenkins!" Kellen said, "No problem." and stepped on Paul's back.

Paul remained silent.

Hey, he just couldn't move, but he was still conscious! This is a bit too much to step on like this!

Kellen stepped on Paul while Susie pulled the "skin" like taffy, getting longer and longer.

Finally, with a pop, that piece of skin came off of Paul and bounced towards Susie's face like a rubber band!

Kellen's heart tightened, and he saw Susie lift her small hand and slap it against the wall.

Because she was too nervous, she unintentionally applied more force to her feet. Paul was unable to move, with his face pressed tightly against the ground.

"Can you...let go of me...now?" Uncle Jenkins said with difficulty.

Kellen immediately released his foot and said, "Uh, sorry, I forgot about you."

Paul is speechless.

So, it turns out he was stepping on a brick just now! Paul leaned against the table and stood up, feeling a burning sensation on his back, especially where his neck was, as if a piece of skin had been peeled off. "What happened?"

Paul felt a bit more sober in his mind. "Is it...possession by a ghost?" He didn't feel anything unusual when he came back, but why was he possessed by a ghost?

Susie shook her head and said, "It's not possession by a ghost, it's a paper person." She looked at the "skin" stuck on the wall.

The skin was still wriggling and squirming, but Susie grabbed a yellow talisman and threw it, nailing the skin to the wall, completely immobilizing it.

Paul's scalp tingled as he asked, "What is this..."

This thing... it didn't stick to his neck all the way, did it?!

Susie frowned tightly.

It's over.

They've encountered a big boss.

This thing was stuck behind Uncle Jenkins's neck, and she didn't even notice it.

When they were in the haunted house, she only saw Yin Energy behind Uncle Jenkins, so she patted him on the back, but she didn't expect...

Susie blamed herself, "I'm so useless."

She really was useless.

Why didn't she think of it earlier?

Hamza, Wade, and Lucy didn't have any Yin Energy behind them, only Uncle Jenkins did.

She never thought about why...

Susie's face was sullen, feeling inadequate and a little unhappy...

Seeing the little one unhappy, Uncle Jenkins quickly comforted her, "It's okay, Uncle Jenkins is fine, right?"

Isn't it just taking off a piece of skin...

Kellen stared at the skin on the wall, this was the first time he had seen something so tangible.

"Is this a paper person?"

During this time of intensive study, he had a good understanding of paper people.

Most paper people were made of paper paste, and some were cut into the shape of little people, which were generally used for other purposes, such as stomping on, sticking to, or poking...

The thing on the wall in front of him was almost identical to human skin, and there was no trace of a paper person!

Susie said, "It's a paper person, a very powerful paper person, but I don't know how it was made."

She was too useless and could only tell that it was a paper person.

Kellen whispered, "Something this powerful won't be easy to collect."

Based on what he had learned, they would need a tool or something similar to collect it.

"Susie, do you need Dad's help with any-"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Susie turn her head to look around, then grabbed a cup from the table.

With a loud bang, she hit it against the wall, and then collected the "skin" into the cup.

Kellen and Paul were both speechless.