Zhong Niangyao strolled leisurely on Huanshan Road without looking around. Instead, she kept her head down, playing with her phone as she walked, the epitome of the smartphone generation, completely oblivious to her surroundings.
On this quiet night, she seemed to be the only person walking on the road, making the situation feel particularly eerie.
Suddenly, the temperature around her plummeted. The summer breeze, which should have been warm, took on an unexpected chill. Gradually, it even became bone-piercingly cold.
Yet, Zhong Niangyao appeared entirely unaware, continuing to walk forward. At one point, she ran into an invisible wall, unable to advance any further.
Almost at the same time, a cold, sinister laugh echoed around her. The source of the voice was indiscernible, coming from all directions at once.
Anyone in such a chilling environment, hearing such a terrifying sound, would have been afraid.
