The dense forest loomed. An Suzhu trudged, one deep step followed by a shallow one, trailing behind Bai Zhi'er.
At first, they walked side by side.
Eventually, An Suzhu inexplicably felt afraid.
This deep mountain wilderness, so desolate and uninhabited.
Why did brother choose this place of all places!
She cursed inwardly.
An Suzhu truly felt a bit terrified.
She glanced at the unfamiliar scenery around her.
At that moment, Bai Zhi'er, walking in front, suddenly spoke in a soft, sticky tone, "Have you ever heard a legend?"
An Suzhu hastily asked, "What legend?"
Bai Zhi'er stopped, her voice ghostly, "The wandering spirits in the deep mountains find a scapegoat to take their place before they can reincarnate."
"They drift aimlessly, just to find someone suitable. Do you know what kind of person is suitable?"
As she spoke, she turned her head, looking at An Suzhu emotionlessly.
An Suzhu was shocked by Bai Zhi'er's expression.
She stammered, "Wha-what kind of person?"
