Between Us [ZhuiYiship]

: 11th

Lan JingYi's POV

I and Jin Ling both grabbed the hilt of our swords.

Getting ready as the light from afar is nearing to us, gradually illuminating the holder of the lamp light.

" I think... it's a witch?"
Jin Ling whispered to me.

I didn't answered him as I am focused more on looking clearly at the being nearing us.

It's five meters away from us and we can figure out that it's an old woman with a very pale face and dressed in a long black coat,

We gazed at the old woman having a remorseful countenance under her long hood in the head.

Until we are startled as it speak to us in a stammering tone,

" ...H-have you...s--seen m..my son?"

But before I could react,

Jin Ling already exclaimed angrily,

" You witch! Give back the children you stole from the parents of this Village!!"

The old woman's pale face didn't changed a bit as she replied,

" I...d-dont ...know what ..y---youre talking a-about."

After saying it she turned back to us and started to leave,

I grabbed Jin Ling's arms and signaled him not to say anything,
I've knew Jin Ling would harshly call out the ghost--yes it is a ghost since I don't see her lower knees or legs stretching out or in from moving forward under those long black coat, she's actually not walking but floating since she doesn't have feet, it's a common characteristics of a ghost.

" We'll follow her, Ok?"
I said and earned me a nod from Jin Ling.

And so we have followed the ghost, wailing and turning around whilst talking to herself like crazy.

" Damn it. Her wails are very annoying... and indifferent, her voice is terrible! "
Jin Ling whispered to me and I truly agreed,

Even I, trying my hardest not to complain.

But we need to know what is this ghost's problem.

" Have y--you seen ...my child??"

" Please... answer m-me..."

" My son..."

The ghost wailed in front of the door in every houses she would had passed,

" I wonder how is she able to kidnapped those lost children. "
I whispered to myself.

After half an hour tailing,

We reached an abandoned little hut.

The ghost sat at the wrecked terrace of the humble abandoned hut.
And wailed again and again.

We positioned ourselves behind a big tree not too near from the hut and watched there in high alert.

" My child ! ....."

" Please return my child... !"

" I beg you... give back ..my son..."