"Then can you tell me your real name?" Xiaolan thought for a moment and asked tentatively.
The Taoist priest was silent and replied for a long time, "You will know later."
Xiaolan retracted her head and curled her lips.
Humph, man.
The Taoist Master was about to say something, but Xiaolan pretended to turn his head and refused to accept it. However, the moment he turned his head, he noticed a trace of incongruity in his vision.
In the pitch-black environment, a faint light spot swayed in the distance.
Xiaolan frowned and stared at the light spot. The light spot seemed to gradually get bigger. Soon, a second light spot appeared near it, and a third light spot...
"Taoist Priest...look..."
Xiaolan pointed in the direction of the light spot.
The Taoist priest turned his head and couldn't see clearly, "Did it appear suddenly or slowly?"
The light spots gradually approaching, the light spots in the middle of the night.
Xiaolan's breathing suddenly became rapid.
The dream of escaping from the well, the torchlight of the man who suddenly appeared in despair and sent her to hell.
My heart began to throb again, and my anxiety was like a tide, drowning me in almost a second.
"Taoist Master..." Xiaolan widened his eyes and shook his head, "We... we have to leave here..."
When the Taoist priest heard this, his nerves suddenly became tense, "What are those things? Have you seen them?"
"I feel very bad..." Xiaolan said and looked at the Taoist priest, "I... I have dreamed of a very similar scene..."
Xiaolan hesitated but told the truth to the Taoist priest, maybe because she was eager to survive, or maybe the Taoist priest's words really had an impact on her.
The Taoist Master had quickly stood up and pulled Xiaolan up. His eyes looked at her with a hint of joy in addition to confusion.
"Xiaolan, go and wake them up quickly, I'll keep an eye on them."
Xiaolan nodded and took a step forward. Her legs felt a little weak for some reason. After walking for a few steps, she gradually got better.
Roughly unzipping the tent, Xiaolan called out the names of her friends at the top of her lungs while ensuring that the sound would not spread too far.
"Xiaoyin! Pineapple! Wake up!"
The two people who were already sleeping soundly were rocked from side to side. Their faces showed that they were confused and confused. They didn't understand the situation at all. They sat up in their sleeping bags half asleep.
"Xiaolan?...What's wrong?..."
"Where is this?..."
Xiaolan rubbed their faces with her hands and opened their sleeping bags. "We have to leave quickly. We can't sleep anymore. Let's run quickly..."
"Huh?..." Xiaoyin rubbed her eyes, which were narrowed into slits, and cooperated with Xiaolan to get out of the sleeping bag, "What happened?..."
"The villagers are here." The Taoist leader suddenly appeared at the tent exit, poked his head in and said quickly, "The light spots are their torches. They are approaching us. We have to leave quickly."
"Villers?" Pineapple was basically awake and had already started folding his sleeping bag and packing his backpack. "What are they going to do?"
The Taoist priest shook his head, "It can't be a good thing. The boys have almost finished packing. We don't need any tents anymore. Get your backpacks and we'll go down the mountain along the way we came."
Pitch black.
A few people did not dare to turn on their flashlights and ran desperately through the woods in the dark.
The Taoist Master looked back from time to time to check the location of the light spot. Everyone did not dare to breathe and pulled each other to rush towards the mountain road.
Xiaolan held Pineapple's hand. Even at night, everything in front of her eyes was still very clear. The fear of running away surrounded her, although she didn't know what she was afraid of.
Looking back, the first spot of light had turned into a ball of fire, and the figures under the torches could be vaguely seen. There were at least twenty people. The figures were dormant in the dark night, but the dangerous smell they exuded could no longer be concealed.
The tranquility on the surface of Lianshui Village, and the turbulent dirty undercurrent beneath this tranquility.
These twenty-odd people are the evil hands extending out from Lianshui Village.
A few people were unfamiliar with the roads on the mountain and stumbled along the way. They saw the fire getting closer and closer to them. In addition to the sound of breathing and breaking branches, the voices of the villagers seemed to be faintly transmitted to everyone's ears.
"Look!" Xiaoyin shouted.
Everyone looked in the direction Xiaoyin pointed.
"Oh my god..."
Their camp and the tents they pitched have now turned into a ball of fire that roars into the sky and burns around. This chapter has been completed!