No one dared to make a sound. After a moment of silence, they seemed to hear a faint voice.
“.. Mother ... Mother ..."
yes. someone seemed to have heard the shouting as he swallowed his saliva again.
"Someone is calling for his mother."
Auntie Wu heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that.
"Looks like I didn't mishear."
However, before she could even let out a sigh of relief, her heart began to race again.
There was not a single person here, but they had already encountered a group of ghosts. At this moment, they heard someone 'calling for mother'. The voice sounded like a young girl's, thin and sharp, as if she was about to die.
It seemed to be coming from a very far place, but if one listened carefully, it also seemed to be right next to one's ear, making one's hair stand on end.
"What do we do?"
Someone asked in a sobbing tone, as if his tight heartstrings were about to break in the next moment.
"Mother ... Mother ..."
