Chapter 1 Strange People
On a dark and windy night, a confused Wen Xiang rode on the back of a strange man and followed a group of strangers through the eerie bushes.

The dark and terrifying mountain road, the unknown walking, and the "russling" sound of the cold mountain wind blowing through the woods all made her hair stand on end.

Not to mention that this group of people still have a unique style of painting and style. The tools they hold for lighting are actually torches. Wen Xiang can't help but hug herself tightly.

The stranger was rambling on, and she understood every word, but she didn't understand what it meant.

In Wen Xiang's heart, ten thousand grass-mud horses galloped past. She was still in a dream, right? Riding on this strange man, she did not dare to act rashly for a while, and could only wait silently in her heart for the time when she woke up from the dream.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he finally stepped out of the darkness and walked towards the light. In front of him was another group of people holding torches. Wen Xiang silently closed his mouth.

"Wen Dao, how about Wen Xiang?" A middle-aged and elderly man with a long beard dragging his chin came up.

Little sister, she is fine, thank you patriarch for your concern. "The person carrying her answered hastily.

"It's fine, it's so late, everyone go back and rest, we'll talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to do."

"Yes."

"Everyone is gone."

The elder brother who took the lead thanked the others one by one, then carried Wen Xiang on his back and continued to move forward.

The surrounding area is shrouded in darkness, only the distant flickering torch exudes a little warmth.

Wen Xiang riding on this stranger made her anxious, wishing to jump off immediately, but was hugged tightly by this man, but he still yelled: "Don't move, don't move, I'll be home soon."

She was so manic that she roared inwardly: I'm as tall as your fucking head!You stinky rascal, let go of this girl.

However, no matter how much Wen Xiang struggled, the elder brother who took the lead didn't let go, but instead held Wen Xiang's leg tightly with both hands.

In this weird atmosphere, Wen Xiang didn't dare to break skin with the man completely, so the two walked silently for a while, then walked into a dark courtyard, and finally stopped in front of a house.

Wen Xiang was finally put down by him, but was dragged into the back room by his hand tightly.

There was a small flame shaking in the room, and it felt like it was going to be extinguished at any moment. Wen Xiang, who hadn't recovered from this weird scene, was pushed and shoved onto a kang by the weird person.

"Ah——ah——ah——" I would be sorry for the horrible style of painting without screaming a few times.

Wen Xiang screamed as she quickly got up and hid in the corner, staring vigilantly at this weird person with her arms crossed.

"It's okay, it's okay, little sister, don't be afraid, big brother is here." The scary man said and wanted to climb onto the kang.

I'm going, the one I'm afraid of is you, Wen Xiang immediately yelled: "Don't, don't, help me——, don't come here."

"Okay! I won't go over, I scared you, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, big brother is here with you, you have a good rest, don't be afraid, big brother will always be with you!" Sat down on one side.

Wen Xiang couldn't help shivering as she wondered what it felt like to be stared at by a pair of shining eyes in the dark.

Woohoo, why did things become like this?

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