After finishing his words, one of them grinned wickedly and reached out to tear open Ye Hishui's clothes.,Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, Ye Hirai's nose twitched, a hint of joy appeared in her heart, and she stepped into the ghost house on the east side of Ghost Street.,Everything was too strange. Ye Hishen couldn't help but be on high alert. She quietly observed her surroundings, sensing nothing unusual.。