It wasn't until the village lights began to twinkle that Lin Xihe found her way and carefully made her way down the rugged mountain path.

Although the bright moon hung high tonight, casting a silvery glow, Lin Xihe was still quite frightened by the eerie atmosphere. Her heart was pounding like a drum, and she took every step with trepidation.

Just as she was about to reach the foot of the mountain, she was suddenly tripped by an unidentified "object" on the ground.

"I fucking..."

Lin Xihe couldn't help but curse out loud. She lay on the ground for a long time before she recovered and struggled to get up.

She instinctively turned around to look, and that one glance nearly scared the soul out of her body.

My goodness, what tripped me up wasn't a tree stump at all, it was clearly a "corpse"!

"Ah! There's a ghost!" Lin Xihe screamed in terror and ran away.

However, before she could run away, the "corpse" suddenly reached out a hand and grabbed her ankle tightly.

Caught off guard, Lin Xihe was pulled to the ground again, a sharp pain shooting through her knees, and her mouth was filled with dirt from the impact.

At this point, she no longer cared about the pain and desperately tried to crawl forward, but her ankle was firmly held, and she could not move forward an inch. She was filled with extreme fear.

The surroundings were overgrown with weeds, and there wasn't even a stone or a stick in sight. Lin Xihe was extremely anxious. She searched frantically, but couldn't find anything she could use to fight back.

Now that things had come to this, she could only force herself to remain calm.

Lin Xihe asked in a trembling voice, "Are you... a human or a ghost?"

"…… people."

The man's voice was weak and feeble, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

He's at least a human being.

Hearing how weak she sounded, Lin Xihe's tense nerves relaxed slightly, but her vigilance remained.

"You, you, you, let go of me! I didn't step on you on purpose!"

"Help me."