I couldn't resist my curiosity and asked the cloth puppet a question.
After all, the cloth puppet was a product of my art, no matter how much it resembled Hu Jiao, it couldn't defy my words.
"You... you are a very terrifying person... I cannot provoke you!!" The cloth puppet gasped in terror, falling to its knees.
It actually knelt on the spot??
I really didn't expect that Hu Jiao would be so afraid of me.
If one's conscience is clear, they need not fear ghosts knocking at their door. Could it be that Hu Jiao did something guilty and feared I would give her trouble?
After a while, the RV stopped at the entrance of an old alley.
It was afternoon; the sky was gloomy, brimming with a murky haze.
There were almost no people at the mouth of the alley.
Only a few individuals passed by occasionally.
Due to its remote location and the abandonment of nearby residences,
as well as the legends of hauntings here, the alley was utterly deserted.
