Zhou Qun's screams echoed through heaven and earth, audible not just in the nearest courtyard near the bathroom, but even further away.
However, on such a late night, would you dare to go out after hearing such screams?
Those who were faint of heart certainly wouldn't.
Who knew what was happening outside? In one word: scary!
In two words: very scary!
So despite Zhou Qun's desperate cries, no one came out to "play hero and save the beauty" - though we can't really call him the "beauty" in need of rescue. Even though neighbors these days were generally helpful, wasn't this ghost business something entirely different?
If someone had shouted "Thief! Someone's stealing manhole covers!", perhaps ten or twenty young men would have rushed out.
But when you cry: "Help! There's a ghost!"
Hell no, nobody's coming out.
