"What the hell is going on?"
The sudden, eerie wind and the chaotic, drifting sounds frightened everyone present. All the torches were extinguished, and the surroundings plunged into a darkness so profound one couldn't see their hand in front of their face. Only the cold wind brushed lightly against their bones. Incredibly, he couldn't hear the slightest sound of breathing from any of his companions around him. His heart suddenly jumped in shock—everyone had held their breath, not daring to move. Everyone stood rigidly in the darkness until a creepy laugh suddenly drifted by.
"Mother..."
The laugh sounded as if it were right next to their ears. Someone couldn't hold on any longer, dropped their knife, and turned to run.
With this person's collapse, the others couldn't hold on either, scrambling and shouting as they fled the village in the dark.
"Don't... don't run..."
Xu Ji was also paralyzed on the spot, desperately shouting.
