"Could these be her bones?" Chen Muxue thought, turning her head back, but saw the little girl who was looking for the toy tiger just a moment ago, now holding a half-yellow, half-black tiger plush in her arms, looking at her with curiosity.
"Sister, how did you know the little tiger was here?" The little girl's voice seemed to grow ethereal, "Could it be that..."
"Could it be you who hid the little tiger?!"
"Whoosh!" The surrounding crows suddenly flew up together, a thick, oppressive mass that blotted out the sky, the falling black feathers adding to the eerie atmosphere.
The little girl still maintained her innocent and sweet demeanor, but the mound of earth behind her began to crack layer by layer, and a hand covered in wounds reached out from the soil.
"Oh my god, plant peas and sunflowers quickly!" Chen Muxue, seeing the scene, screamed as she ran towards Cen Lizhui.
