After washing our faces, we returned to the tomb house. No one spoke, and the air around them seemed to freeze. I lay there, staring at the roof, replaying what had just happened in my mind. Xiaolong turned over next to me, and I knew he must not be able to sleep like me. Huang Ping and Chuncheng were on the other side, and there was no movement at all. This night is destined to be a night full of fear and uneasiness.
