"Ancestor, Ancestor~ for you~"
Zheng Jian suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the little girl running towards him with candied hawthorn in her hand, and smiled as he lifted her onto his lap.
"Ancestor is not hungry, Ancestor has been Fasting for five hundred years, Yiyi can eat it."
"One for me~ one for you~"
"Hehe, alright, one for me, one for you. Hmm, really sweet, did your father buy this for you?"
"It's from the people in the mountains."
Zheng Jian was taken aback,
"What did you say."
The little girl lifted her head, revealing two hollow sockets in her eyes, holding up a string of eyeballs,
"Zheng Jian! You are indulging in earthly pleasures and have forgotten the instructions from the mountains!"
"I dare not forget!"
Zheng Jian sprang to his feet! Suddenly awakened, the shadow of the little girl had vanished from his arms. Cold sweat trickled down his spine, and a chill surged throughout his body.
"Was that a dream? No! I've been ensnared!"
