"You're all bullying me! I'm going to tell the village head!"
"In the name of the moon, I shall punish you!"
"I'm going to be the Pirate King!"
"George, let's put on our clothes and pretend to be Mom and Dad..."
"Darn you, Pleasant Goat! I'll be back!"
"Guess how many candies I have. Guess right, and they're all yours."
...
Sometimes a boy's voice, sometimes a girl's, a constant stream of provocations.
No one was actually conversing with Lin Bai; he was essentially saying whatever popped into his head.
The childish voices, like those from a children's television show, sounded innocent and playful. But echoing through the forest, with disconnected phrases and no visible source, they created an eerie, ghost-in-the-valley sensation.
This was especially true with a swarm of crazed women in the sky, their eyes bloodshot as they screamed for blood...
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