C270 There's a Ghost in the Corridor!

Other than Jia Zheng's messy clothes, the smelly socks, and the laptop, he didn't find anything wrong with the bedroom.

Jia Zhengjing put on his slippers and ran to the door, turning on the lights.

Whoosh!

He let out a long breath, and the fear in his heart vanished.

With light, he felt safe. This light was like a guardian angel, capable of dispelling all ghosts and evils