The sun quickly set behind the mountains, and the night rose, with occasional insect chirps echoing on this country road.
Wen Ran walked very slowly, as there were many things she couldn't quite figure out. She always felt that there was something odd about this village, but she couldn't pinpoint what. As Shen Wu said, these elders were indeed just ordinary elders.
It was their very ordinariness that made them seem strange at this time.
Behind her, like a little tail, was Shen Wu. He had a bitter expression on his face, clutching pastries in one hand while nibbling on one with the other, looking rather dejected.
Just now, she said he couldn't be spoiled like this anymore, so if he wanted to eat something, he had to do it himself; no one would feed him anymore.
The moon came out, lighting the road ahead, and they walked back to the place with the locust trees.
