Sure enough, the older people get, the less courageous they become. Thinking of her "feat" of sneaking out from her grandmother's house in the early morning and running into the woods alone, she felt a little emotional.

...

"Master Xiao, it's right in front."

The girl saw the outline of the forest from a distance, and her eyes lit up.

Great, this forest hasn't changed much either.

Nothing has changed, as if time has not passed.

Of course, this is just an illusion.

Looking at the bones in front of her, the girl pursed her lips tightly, with a pale look on her face.

As time passed, if it hadn't been for the cold touch, the body of what looked like a sleeping rabbit at first glance would have rotted away, leaving only the white bones with no trace of their original appearance.

She didn't even think of this.

After so many years, the rabbit's body naturally turned into a pile of bones...

Some of the frightened girls slowly calmed down their turbulent moods.

Of course, it was also because she saw Master Xiao who looked calm on the side.

Not alone.

This realization made the girl breathe a huge sigh of relief.

The tense heartstrings slowly relaxed a little.

...

"Master Xiao."

The curly-haired girl was stunned.

As she spoke, she realized that her voice was hoarse.

She coughed a few times, trying to get her voice back to its original state.

"Where do I bury the rabbit?"

She knelt down.

Despite the shock at first sight, white bones are actually much better than rotting corpses.

Once you get used to it, there's nothing to be afraid of.

"Is it right here?"

"Or change the place?"

The girl looked around, somewhat undecided.

...

Xiao Xiao looked at the unkempt ghost beside him.

The hair that stood up on his head was bent back because of the wind blowing all the way on the roof of the car.

It feels a bit like having a big back.

A faint smile appeared in Xiao Xiao's eyes.

This monster seems to like the feeling of blowing wind.

When the car stopped just now, this monster jumped out of the car with a very regretful expression on his face.

...

The pompadour was originally staring at the rabbit's bones.
Chapter completed!