Stop pretending, the fake heiress is actually a master of metaphysics.

Meanwhile, at the Shen family...

The white swing in the mansion garden moves automatically without wind.

Squeak—yah—

squeak-

A faint white figure was reflected on the swing.

One of the night watchmen noticed something on the swing—it was Miss Yingwei's favorite swing, and if anything went wrong, they would probably be punished.

However, when she stepped onto the swing, she felt a chill run straight to the top of her head.

At midnight, in the quiet, deserted garden, she saw a pair of exquisite white embroidered shoes.

The toe of the shoe is adorned with a delicate, snow-white bead, and the entire embroidered shoe is spotless.

—But do you think that only seeing dark red embroidered shoes can be terrifying?

In such a situation, no matter what one sees, one might feel fear from the bottom of one's heart.

Especially since this mansion is quite old, many ghost stories have been passed down about it, and all the older servants have heard some of them.

The maid swallowed hard.

Suddenly, I felt a pair of cold hands on my shoulders.

-

Shen Yingjia was watching a live stream in her room.

Yes, that's right, it's Shen Nian's live stream.

For some reason, Shen Yingjia didn't actually like Shen Nian, but when the platform's live stream notification popped up, he couldn't help but click on it.

Before I knew it, I had finished watching the entire live broadcast of the Three Trigrams.

Shen Yingjia thought to herself, putting aside Shen Nian as a person, this metaphysical live stream is quite interesting.

After the live broadcast ended, Shen Yingjia glanced out the window out of the corner of her eye.

It was fine if she hadn't looked, but what she did look startled Shen Yingjia.

Why is there a figure hanging and swaying in the garden?

Startled, he jumped off his chair and darted out of the room, ready to go downstairs to call for help.

However, as soon as he ran out of the room, he suddenly regretted it.

If there really is something supernatural in the garden, wouldn't it be very dangerous for him to have run out of the room on his own?

Thinking of this, Shen Yingjia turned to run back to her room.

However, for some reason, the room that was originally so close was now a hundred meters away from Shen Yingjia.

Moreover, no matter how hard he ran, the distance between him and the room seemed to remain unchanged.

What happened?

At the same time, he could clearly feel that the surrounding environment was getting colder and colder.

The mansion adopts a balanced temperature regulation system, maintaining the temperature and humidity at the most comfortable levels for the human body, whether in winter or summer.

However, at this moment he felt so cold that he was about to get goosebumps.

"Clatter".

"Clatter".

In her fear, Shen Yingjia suddenly heard a series of light footsteps.

It seems to be coming from the stairs.

It sounds a bit like high heels, but the sound of high heels is slightly different.

Is that thing going upstairs?

Shen Yingjia broke out in a cold sweat and quickly looked behind her.

But he discovered that the staircase, which was originally far away from him, had somehow appeared behind him!

What happened?

He looked closely and saw that a pair of snow-white pearl-embroidered shoes had appeared on the stairs at some point.

The embroidered shoes seemed to be worn by something unseen, as they climbed the steps one by one.

For some reason, Shen Yingjia had a strange premonition.

When those shoes reached the first step, which was behind him, that was the end of his life!

In her panic, Shen Yingjia reached into her pocket for her phone.

Oh, right, the cell phone!

He can call for help!

Shen Yingjia frantically opened the screen and dialed all the contact information in her address book one by one.

However, without exception, they all received busy signals.

Damn it!!

By the time she dialed the last number, Shen Yingjia had already given up hope.

He thought to himself, "Am I going to die here today?"

But at that very moment, the call was connected.

A clear, melodious female voice came from inside—

"Who is it?"

It's Shen Nian!!!

At this moment, Shen Yingjia no longer cared about whether she liked or disliked him.

Shen Nian is now his only lifeline to survive.

"Shen Nian! Help me!! There's a ghost!! There's a ghost!!!"

On the other end of the phone, Shen Nian frowned, her ears aching from his wailing. She held the phone further away: "What ghost? Where are you?"

"The mansion, right here at the mansion!!"

Shen Yingjia quickly recounted what she had seen and encountered: "She's coming up soon!! Don't you know mystical arts?! Help me, help me, help me, help me, help me!"

Shen Nian: "Your sister Yingwei knows how to do it too, go find your sister Yingwei."

Shen Yingjia just cried out, "I was wrong, sister, I was really wrong! From now on, you're my only sister! Please, save me! I'll do anything you want!"

Not to mention, Shen Yingwei's phone was completely unreachable.

Even if she could get through, Shen Yingjia didn't think she would come to rescue her.

How strange. If it were before today, Shen Yingjia would definitely have thought that Shen Yingwei would come to save her.

After all, she had almost lost her own life trying to save her before.

But why doesn't he feel that way now?

Five million.

"Sold! Sold!"

Shen Yingjia had no time to think it through. After hanging up the phone, she began to run forward in vain.

Those embroidered shoes were only three steps away from him!

In her panic, Shen Yingjia fell heavily to the ground.

Shen Yingjia thought to herself, "No, Shen Nian can't save him either."

The Shen family lives too far away from her home. Didn't the Shen family driver drive for a long time to pick her up yesterday?

Is he destined to die here tonight...?

Just then, a black iron door suddenly appeared out of thin air in the corridor to Shen Yingjia's right.

When did we get a door like this in our house?

Just as he was confused, the door was opened from the inside, and a long, slender, snow-white hand reached out, grabbed his collar, and pulled him inside.

So warm.

This was Shen Yingjia's first impression.

Shen Nian released him and threw him to the ground, then looked up at the place where Shen Yingjia had mentioned the stairs and embroidered shoes.

However, nothing was seen.

The staircases and corridors have returned to their original, normal state.

Shen Yingjia asked, "Did you see her?"

"No. They probably ran away."

Shen Yingjia breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did she have the mind to look at the surrounding scenery.

Behind the door was a square space, without walls, but blocked by a pitch-black fog.

Just as he was about to reach out and touch the mist to see if it was solid, he heard Shen Nian say coldly, "If you don't want your hand anymore, then keep touching it."

This is the path of ghosts; behind that misty barrier lie countless wronged souls and vengeful spirits.

If it encounters living flesh and blood, it can devour this arrogant brat alive, leaving not a trace.

The Shen family and Tiannan Mountain are indeed too far apart. If Shen Nian wants to save him, she can only open up the Ghost Path to save him.

Unfortunately, the commotion was too loud, and that thing got away.

"It's alright, come out now."

She opened the door, and Shen Yingjia walked out, glancing around with a sense of melancholy.

Will she come back? I think I saw a figure hanging in the garden just now.

"You read that right, someone is dead in the garden."

Shen Nian said calmly.