Bai Changfeng didn't react at first, "What?"
"The mountain and the sound of water that the third granduncle mentioned have all appeared." Jiangli's face was solemn, as the wind brushed past her ears, accompanied by the sound of flowing water, increasingly apparent.
Bai Changfeng listened to the water sound, his expression tightened, "It really is... the mountain and water have appeared. But... what does this have to do with the curse?"
Jiangli said nothing but placed the oil lamp on the nearby stone.
Bai Changfeng looked at her in bewilderment.
He saw her suddenly raise both hands, her left fingertip slid across the right hand, a streak of blood flew out.
In the next second, blood from the palm of Jiangli dripped onto the ground.
Bai Changfeng frowned deeply, about to ask Jiangli what she was doing.
He then saw Jiangli's blood, along the ground, slowly moving forward, as if alive.
