"Mu Yun, Mu Yun..."
He heard it!
He heard Er Ya's voice!
Yes, it wasn't Wu Qiyi, it was Er Ya, her voice when she was five years old!
He ran wildly towards the sound!
The voice grew closer and closer!
But where was the person?
Looking around in bewilderment, he still couldn't see anyone!
"Mu Yun, Mu Yun, I'm here."
Turning his head abruptly, he was horrified to find a small girl carved out of jade planted in the ground several dozen meters ahead, her neck buried in darkness, with only her head exposed!
"Mu Yun!"
"Er Ya!"
He quickly ran towards Er Ya, but she suddenly stopped him: "Don't move!"
"What's wrong?"
"You can't come over, you'll sink too."
"How could that be?"
Separated by about twenty meters from Er Ya, only now did he realize that it wasn't because the place lacked light, but because the surrounding area was composed of black, non-reflective material, making it appear like a dark abyss.