Waaah...
Amid the darkness, a wail like a ghost's howl rang out. The sinister sound made fear and unease rise in people's hearts.
"Why does it feel so cold tonight?"
"Maybe the weather's turning. By the way, have we started keeping wolves at Heaven Mending Pavilion?"
"Wolves? I don't think so, but I heard we've got a dog."
Elder Xiong Fei and Elder Zhuo Yun spoke in hushed voices, their eyes fixed on the distant milk jar as they waited for Milk Baby to take the bait.
"Waaah, I died so tragically..."
Suddenly, an utterly eerie voice sounded behind the two elders, accompanied by a wave of bone-chilling cold.
The two powerful elders' bodies instantly stiffened. They remembered the message that had come down from above a few days ago: the Hundred Broken Mountains were about to open, and that one might very well appear again.
No way.
They weren't prodigies or monstrous talents. They were just a couple of old bones nearing the grave. How could they possibly run into him?
At that moment, both elders were on the verge of tears. How could they be so unlucky as to meet him tonight? Remembering the terrifying legends he had left behind, they trembled even harder.
Not far behind them, a small figure released a bone-chilling aura through his runes, while letting out sinister laughter.
"Are these two really that timid?"
Little One saw that Elders Xiong Fei and Zhuo Yun had been so frightened they were trembling on the spot. He was astonished. He had thought only children were afraid of ghosts, but it turned out old people were even more scared.
But they were afraid of ghosts... Heh heh.
Little One had draped a large bedsheet over himself. It fluttered in the wind, rustling as he kept