"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."
Hearing the elder claim to have seen it firsthand, Xie Xiaofeng did not believe him and mockingly said, "Old man, could it be that your eyes are blurred from age and you saw it wrong?"
Suddenly, several more wrinkles creased the old man's face, which seemed a bit annoyed, and with flushed face and ears, he retorted, "Although I am indeed old, I absolutely did not see it wrong that night. I truly saw a living ghost. Moreover, it wasn't just me who saw the ghost; many people in the village saw it too."
"Oh? Many people saw it," Xie Xiaofeng showed surprise on his face, "So where did you see the ghost?"
"It was by that ancient well on the east side of our village, everyone saw the ghost next to that ancient well!" the elder immediately said with a trembling voice, his eyes still holding a trace of fear.