"You, you, you, you, listen!"
The little girl CC instantly stepped back, panic-stricken:
"There really are ghosts in there!"
"Hey, it's not..."
The Bearded Man was both amused and exasperated:
"You don't fear those gun-wielding lunatic bandits, or the ferocious beasts in the jungle, or sneaking out at midnight to steal guns... But a mysterious crying sound scares you like this?"
The man found it hard to believe.
Those things above, isn't each one much more dangerous than this 'ghost cry'?
All of them could cost one's life, or even guaranteed death, and CC faced them without fear, yet now she was scared pale by this little event.
"Don't you think it's terrifying?"
CC raised her head, her eyes somewhat trembling:
"This crying sound obviously isn't normal!"
"Don't worry, it definitely isn't crying."
The man stroked his beard as he analyzed:
