WOO...
When Hu Ma came in, although the yin qi was eerie, it still seemed somewhat manageable. But now, trying to leave was much harder.
At the moment he turned around, he felt a gust of cold wind hit his face. His vision blurred, and he witnessed a sight he would never forget.
He saw the village, somehow alive, bathed in bright sunlight. People were wandering around, smiling. Some were placing pieces of white, flesh-like things on rooftops to dry, while others were grinding the last bit of millet with a stone mill.
People were chopping wood, scolding children, and some were bringing out food to the men sitting at the door, chatting lazily.
There was a vibrant life, with light and shadow dancing around him, as if with a turn, he was placed in another world.
But it was just a glimpse. Hu Ma felt his eyes sting and, blinking slightly, he found that everyone in the village had suddenly turned to stare at him, and the vibrant expressions on their faces were rapidly fading.
