“Dude, there’s something off about this place!” Dali whispered through gritted teeth. "Let's just get the hell out of here!"

"Where are we supposed to go?” I asked. “It's raining like cats and dogs out there. We might as well wait till the weather eases up."

I walked over to examine the wooden fish that was covered with a layer of dust and cobwebs, showing no traces of having been drummed. Yet as soon as I placed it back down, the loud creaking of a door broke the silence of the prayer hall. The creak sounded dragged out, as if a door was being pushed in slow motion. I was certain there weren’t any doors in the hall. So how exactly did the sound come about?

The scariest part of a horror movie isn’t the ghost itself, but the sound effects. If you don't believe me, try watching "The Ring" with any song from Phoenix Legend. I promise you won’t feel a thing!

The inexplicable sounds had Bingxin frightened like a little rabbit, hands clutching my shirt as she cried, "Song Yang-gege, let’s stop moving around. As...