This kind of photo is generally called a funeral photo.
"Is she a ghost?" Yu Wenxuan murmured, as if asking Bai Yanliang and Xu Zhifei, but also as if asking himself.
Bai Yanliang reached for the frame and stared at the eerie black-and-white photo.
The elder in the photo was exactly the same as the one they had just seen, even the wrinkles were identical...
As he kept looking, Bai Yanliang, seemingly in a daze, thought he saw her blink.
He immediately dropped the frame.
He couldn't look anymore…
A slight chill rose from the bottom of his heart, was it… a deadlock from the start…
"Have you noticed… the structure of the whole house is kind of strange?"
Suddenly, Yu Wenxuan spoke, he stared at the beams, then looked at the layout inside the house, whispering, "This doesn't look like a room, more like an oversized… coffin."
With Yu Wenxuan's words, Bai Yanliang also began to feel that the house was indeed quite odd.
