Yinn's heart tightened. "Elder! There's a ghost!"
The elder frowned. "What ghost can there be? Although there's a dark vein buried under this desolate mountain, ordinary ghosts can't come here." If one approached slightly, they would be absorbed by the dark vein, their souls would dissipate, and they would become a part of the dark vein. Therefore, ghosts could be everywhere, except here.
Yinn was bewildered. Although… but… she really saw a red shadow go over just now!
The elder said, "It should be a plastic bag blown by the wind." In short, there could not be ghosts here unless the King of Hell came personally, but how was that possible?
Yinn pressed her chest. "Oh…" As she spoke, she saw a woman in red standing in the forest in front of her! The woman was wearing a red wedding dress. Her face was pale, and her eyes were staring straight at them through the sparse leaves!
Yinn screamed, "Elder! There's a ghost! There really is a ghost!"
