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He had just said everything on the phone earlier, and now he was pretending to be calm for whom?!

At this moment, sudden knocking sounds came from outside the door!

—Bang, bang, bang!

Jane McCain and Zara Jameson were so scared they dove under the covers, covering their heads!

Ryan Wesley wanted to get up and open the door, but his legs were weak from the fright; he was still feeling a little unsteady…

Finally, Purple Summers put on a coat and went to answer the door.

After a moment, Purple returned and saw that everyone was looking at her.

“It’s okay, it’s the people in the next room…” Purple sighed helplessly, “They heard the screams and came to ask if we had seen a ghost and if they could switch rooms. They’re even willing to pay double the room rate.”

“What kind of people are these… They would empty their pockets just to see a ghost. Their hearts must be really strong,” Jane scoffed when she learned that it was the neighbors, not hiding her disdain.

Zara made a rare joke, smiling, “Ryan, you hit the jackpot. Some people can’t even see ghosts if they pay for it.”

Ryan smiled sheepishly.

Purple yawned, saying, “Enough, let’s all sleep… If we keep making noise, someone will come knocking again soon.”

Everyone settled down, but Jane was still scared and suggested, “Leave a light on.”

In the end, they left a wall light on. Although the light was slightly harsh for sleeping, it was better than complete darkness.

Purple stared with her bright black eyes, quietly thinking.

Five college students came to Peachwater Village, enjoyed themselves for a day, then returned to the inn to rest. They played with the spirit board before bed, and during the game, the three boys died suddenly one after another, leaving the two girls freaked out, screaming that the boys were killed by ghosts.

Could it be that ghosts really killed people?

This case was truly bizarre.

Purple didn’t believe that ghosts could kill people; after all, she had been a ghost herself, and the experience was unpleasant. Her soul could have dissipated at any moment, her consciousness flickering in and out. How could a ghost harm anyone when they could barely protect themselves?

Moreover, the forensic doctor’s report wouldn’t be wrong. There must be something in Peachwater Village that contains tetrahydrocannabinol. What foods did the college students consume besides their regular meals?

The next day was bright and sunny, and the gloomy atmosphere of the ghost village seemed to be somewhat dispersed under the warm rays.

Perhaps because of the beautiful weather, Jane and Zara no longer looked anxious and went out to enjoy themselves.

There were many craft stores on the streets, mainly dealing in ghost-related items and those used for exorcism.

Ryan pointed at a long knife with a fierce expression, “How about this? If a ghost comes, I’ll chop off its feet!”

Jane laughed, mocking him, “If a ghost comes, your legs will be so weak you won’t be able to stand, let alone chop off their feet! Hahaha…”

Just as Ryan was about to lose his temper, there was a sudden commotion on the street. A crowd gathered and moved in one direction, accompanied by the sound of shouts—

“She’s open, she’s open, the sorceress is open.”

“Hurry up and get a spot; it’ll be too late if we don’t go now…”

The tourists strolling the streets all flocked to the commotion, eager and excited.

Purple asked Jane, “Is this the sorceress you mentioned before?”

Jane nodded vigorously, excited, “Yes, yes, that’s her! She’s said to be very accurate at fortune-telling! And she doesn’t open every day; she only opens on the 7th, 17th and 27th of each month. I can’t believe we made it in time. Let’s go!”

A nearby vendor also chimed in with a smile, “Who can come to Peachwater Village without seeing the sorceress? If you miss it today, you’ll have to wait another ten days. Hurry up; if you’re lucky, you might even get a spot.”

Recalling that the college students who died had also sought the sorceress for fortune-telling, Purple agreed, “Okay, let’s go have a look.”