There was a rustling sound in the woods; something hidden in the dark was approaching him at an imperceptible speed.
With a crack, a dry branch broke under my feet.
Ethan Fang squatted down to pick it up and held it tightly in his hand, "Brother San, what's going on?"
He clearly remembered that these evil spirits had long since been killed.
Could it be that everything I experienced before was just an illusion or imagination?
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