Seeing the horrifying spectacle before her, Shen Gu Mirai's eyes narrowed, her heart pounding rapidly, as she took two steps backward.
The ghost child fixed his gaze on her, its empty eye sockets seemingly able to see, as the corners of its mouth turned upwards, oozing black liquid that pattered down.
No!
Beichuan Huili was still hiding under the prayer desk, she had to at least survive.
Shen Gu Mirai shifted her footing, drawing the ghost child's attention as she called out, "Hui Li! Stay right there! Don't move or make any noise! I'll be okay."
After saying this, Shen Gu Mirai burst out of the prayer hall with the ghost child leaping towards her.
She stepped on the soaking wet, dark red carpet, bringing up a series of squelching footstep sounds.
Exiting the prayer hall was a long corridor stretching to the right.
Shen Gu Mirai occasionally looked back in fear, her clear eyes full of terror.
Was this what Mr. Temple had been facing all along?
