Hearing this voice, Zhao Huai, who was thinking in his head, was pulled back to reality.
There was a creepy feeling all over his body.
As he looked up, he feared that a ghostly face would appear right in front of him.
Even though he comforted himself in his mind that the other party might be a beauty.
But no matter how he thought about it, it still seemed absurd. After all, even the most beautiful woman, transformed into a ghost, would have a face that could scare people to death.
After all, the more beautiful the ghost, the more terrifying it is!
Fortunately, after Zhao Huai raised his head, he did not encounter the scary face he imagined.
The woman in white just gently turned around, her eyes staring straight at Zhao Huai.
At this point, Zhao Huai also realized what she was digging, the woman's hand holding a skull covered in yellow soil.
"Could it be because of that thing?"
Zhao Huai suddenly thought of the human bone that the stupid bird had brought back.
