Chapter 37: Accidental Killing
This name struck a deep chord within me, resonating not just within myself, but also within Huǎngzi and the dearly departed Xiǎo Líng – it was a shared childhood nightmare for the three of us!How could the "she" standing before us possibly be Li Er Ya?My heart raced with a tumult of shock and fear. Could I be witnessing a ghostly apparition once again?I vividly recall when we were nine years old, driven by curiosity, the three of us dared to steal a glimpse of Er Ya's remains in the dark pond. The horrifying sight remains etched in my memory like a haunting painting.Er Ya's body had withered to a mere skeleton, her head and limbs intact but grotesquely swollen, reminiscent of lotus roots entwined around her skeletal form.The sight propelled us into a frenzy of terror-stricken screams, prompting us to flee home without a glance back, haunted by fear for days afterward.Since then, we never dared approach the dark pond again. This harrowing incident became a recurring nightmare for me since my early years.In my dreams, Er Ya's pallid corpse stood motionless, turned away from me, silently beseeching aid with a hauntingly distant voice, as though it were simultaneously near and far.Suddenly, she would pivot to gaze a