C245 An Old Man Who Wanted to Die

"Could it be a ghost?" Zhai Xingniang suddenly shuddered to a halt, turning around to take refuge behind Jing Chong.

Jing Chong remained silent, his grip on the knife tightening as he peered ahead with heightened vigilance. The sound of crying grew fainter, as if the source was too weary to continue, yet Jing Chong could still pinpoint the location of the noise