It's okay... it's okay...
Jiang Li kept silently chanting in her heart.
Although she planned to hide in the ancestral hall, she knew that this was really just a stopgap measure.
Because... there's also a ghost inside the ancestral hall.
But she had no choice left.
The desperation was forcibly suppressed, and the feeling of suffocation kept surfacing.
Gradually, Jiang Li noticed something very strange.
The roads in the village... seemed to have gotten bigger, and the surrounding houses seemed to have gotten taller...
How could this be?
Jiang Li looked around in terror, gradually slowing her steps.
When she completely stopped walking, the noise of Lu Guo chasing after her disappeared.
The gaps between the old houses grew narrower, sending a chill through Jiang Li.
What's happening...?
A gust of icy mountain wind suddenly blew against her back, making Jiang Li's scalp tingle.
As a woman, she was extremely sensitive, but now she didn't dare to look back.
