The rooms in the small town were in a state of disrepair, truly terrifying.
Whenever Bingqing encountered a couple of townsfolk, before she could approach and speak, seeing a stranger, they were scared to death, immediately running back home without looking back, and bolting their doors.
What kind of dreadful events did this small town go through that people would become so frightened upon seeing outsiders?
After walking for a few more minutes, they saw a five or six-year-old child kneeling on the ground, crying.
"Little one, what happened?" Bingqing stepped forward to ask.
The child looked frightened at the sight of a stranger.
Xiang Anning quickly squatted down in front of the child, gently touched the child's head, and said with a kind face, "Little one, don't be afraid, sister and brother won't hurt you. Why are you kneeling here crying all alone? Is your family having some trouble? If you tell us, maybe we can help you!"
