Time was of the essence, Ye Hixian abruptly sat up, her blood-stained hands fiercely striking the burly man's neck.,Suddenly, a night wind blew, Ye Hidan's nose twitched, a hint of joy flickered in his heart, and he took strides into the haunted house on the east side of Ghost Street.,By moonlight, one could see that inside the haunted house was a herb garden, planted with all kinds of medicinal herbs.。