Facing the skeletons that had already come up, little He Le quickly crawled into her parents' bedroom.
Then, she shut the door and locked it.
Bang!
The sound of a longsword hacking at the door reverberated.
She could even feel the door tremble.
She knew this door couldn't hold them off for long.
So, she quickly lit the kerosene lamp in her parents' bedroom.
The flame could kill such monsters.
Having just confirmed this, little He Le picked up the kerosene lamp, standing behind the door, in a spot unreachable by the sword, patiently awaiting the moment when the skeletons would break through.
The wailing sounds continuously came from outside the window.
The window, which relied only on a latch without a locking pin, shook violently as the gale intensified.
Bean-sized raindrops pelted against the window with a patter.
Little He Le didn't know what was happening.
But she knew that such monsters were outside as well.
