C67 Phantom Light

This sound was like a tide that surged late into the night, carrying with it a thin layer of water vapor that suffused the air as it came, suffused with a distant and fearful feeling. It was as if under the moonlight, a hand made of bone was slowly pulled out from deep in the mountains and the ancient tomb, which was dyed red with blood.

"What is that sound?" Bai Xiaoxiao asked