Ling Pingan closed the door and closed it again.
Then, he raised his head and checked the time.
"It's almost 11:30!" He said.
So, he took the teacup containing the grasshopper and went upstairs.
He turned off the light at the same time.
Creak! Creak!
The sound of the wooden stairs was still horrifying.
When the grasshopper in the cup heard the sound, it trembled and curled up into a ball.
At this moment, Duke Evie finally recovered some strength.
But this did not make his situation better. Instead, it made him fall into a deeper terror.
His compound eyes were seeing clearly.
In this terrifying bookstore, countless evil eye were staring at him.
They were whispering, and terrifying ominous sounds echoed in Duke Evie's ears.
Listening to these noises, these terrifying taboos and ominous sounds.
And looking at the evil eyes that were filled with hunger, thirst, and evil intentions.