Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

This is the World Trade Center.

The famous haunted house.

How can there be the cry of ordinary children?

This is...not normal!

Could it be that it is a ghost?

Thinking of this, Lin Xiao directly opened his legs and walked upstairs.

The sound came from the innermost room on the second floor.

This used to be a store selling clothes, the iron door was locked, and the entire door was rusted.

Inside, the crying continued.

Without saying a word, Lin Xiao split open the big iron lock.

A cloud of dust rose up and poured out of the room.

Lin Xiao held his breath and walked inside...

Chapter 385 I... I'm Scared

There was no trace of ghost in the room.

but……

Even so, Lin Xiao still did not relax his vigilance.

After all, no one can guarantee whether the ghosts in the World Trade Center have the skills to hide their ghosts.

Soon, Lin Xiao came to a small cubicle.

The cubicle door was tightly shut.

The wooden boards on the outside have all been corroded by moths and stuck to the wooden door piece by piece.

The cry of the child came from inside the compartment.

Lin Xiao took a deep breath and slowly pushed it away.

The moment the door was pushed open, a little girl in a plaid skirt was squatting on the ground with her back to him.

The little girl is about six or seven years old. Judging from her back, she looks very thin, with two braids hanging behind her head.

Lin Xiao frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Little sister, what are you... doing hiding here?"

Perhaps startled by Lin Xiao's sudden voice, the little girl's body trembled suddenly, and she stopped crying instantly.

"Little sister..."

Lin Xiao called again tentatively.

This time, the little girl turned her head slowly.

She looks pink and jade-carved, very cute.

Two eyes, big and bright.

Two lines of clear tears were hanging on her face.

From the first moment he saw the little girl, Lin Xiao knew that she... was a ghost!

Because wisps of ghostly aura emanated from her body, but it was not strong.

Lin Xiao's face instantly became ugly.

"Brother...don't be afraid, I...I won't...harm you."

The little girl tightly grasped the hem of the skirt with both hands, and said timidly.

To be honest, it was the first time Lin Xiao encountered such a timid ghost.

On the contrary, it made him a little uncomfortable.

"You... why are you hiding here?"

Lin Xiao's voice, like Hong Zhong Dalu, is sonorous and powerful.

Hearing this sentence, the little girl said quietly: "I... am afraid of my mother..."

"Afraid of your mother?"

Lin Xiao became curious, "Why are you afraid of your mother?"

"Because my mother...is bad, very bad!"

The little girl's tone suddenly became serious.

Inside the two eyes, there was a flash of stinging color.

His mind is full of questions now.

"Brother, can you help me? I don't want to...Look at my mother, continue to hurt people! But, she won't listen to me...I really have nothing to do!"

Seeing that Lin Xiao was silent, the little girl continued to speak.