Luo Jun sighed and replied, "Don't even ask. Ever since I went crazy for no reason a few days ago, my eyes have been acting up. My vision is getting blurrier and blurrier, and I often feel a throbbing, stinging pain."
It could drive a person mad, affect their vision, and it was contagious to some degree...
Those few sentences, combined with the information he had gathered earlier, sent Zhao Yuan into deep thought. He frowned, pondering just what kind of illness was plaguing Xiaqiao Village.
"Hey, let's not just stand here talking at the door. Come on, let's go inside and sit down," Luo Jun invited warmly, but quickly changed his mind. "Actually, never mind. Let's just talk out here. I'm afraid the house is bad luck. If you caught some kind of filth from me, I'd feel terrible."
It seemed that it wasn't just people from ten miles and eight villages who suspected Xiaoqiao Village was haunted and its people Possessed; even the villagers themselves believed it.
