The eerie wind howled,
Moving the already tattered red bridal veil on the woman hanging in the tree with a gentle blow, revealing a pale, greenish face.
The bride's skin carried an unnatural stillness, devoid of life for a long time.
From one side of her cheek, a deep-set eye emerged.
The eye was devoid of light, dark and vacant, locking its gaze straight onto Little Jiangyi.
Little Jiangyi shivered violently, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Her legs weakened, yet she pushed herself unsteadily to her feet, ready to flee, only to collide directly with a solid body.
Little Jiangyi screamed in fright once again.
"Little Yi, it's me!"
A familiar male voice sounded in her ear.
Upon hearing this voice, Little Jiangyi trembled and opened her eyes. When she saw it was Jiang Shouzhong standing before her, tears of grievance welled up in her eyes, "Father!"
The girl whimpered as she called out, throwing herself into the man's arms.
"What's wrong, Little Yi?"
