At this moment, Julian Tao's footsteps stopped.
The night dew dripped from nowhere and fell into the small pool on the ground, making a dripping sound.
Julian Tao felt himself break into a cold sweat.
Just in front and below the stone road under his feet, beside the tree on the roadside, stood a faceless, slender figure.
Blood rushed to his brain and heart crazily. Julian Tao could only hear the thumping sound in his chest. His brain was a little fuzzy and he thought no. He had just finished listening to the ghost story when he met the protagonist in the story. Already?
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