Chapter 56 Zhou Fangdong squatted in front of the bathtub and poked the puff-like ghost. Aside from shivering, it showed no reaction whatsoever. If he hadn't been gripping that metal hose, the ghost would likely have squeezed back into the gap of the bathtub to continue its self-imposed isolation. It was far too cowardly. Was this really the ghost of a second-floor room? The memories this ghost held after death were almost entirely of that pitch-black little corner in the bathtub gap. Like an…