Hu Yanming's words served as a reminder to them: cows don't cry out for no reason. If they started mooing as night fell, it was very likely they sensed something terrifying entering the village. Animals, driven more by instinct than humans, know when to seek benefits and avoid harm.
And that terrifying thing was naturally the Ghost.
Before the people could even think further, suddenly, a bizarre cry came from a distance, "Moo—, Moo—"
The cries, one after another, were coarse and a bit hoarse. Judging by the robust underlying power, it was a large animal, undoubtedly a cow.
"The cows are crying, it's nightfall," Cheng Cha whispered, reminding those who were sitting closer to the doors and windows to spontaneously disperse and check whether they were properly closed.