When I got to the entrance of the village, I met something. On the fifth day of the first year, I was scared and ran away. I frowned in the dark.

"Xiaoqi, this time it should be that thing," murmured after me on the fifth day of the first year.

"it's not sure. I'll know if it's true after I see it clearly. It may be a person coming." I said in a deep voice. Now I just feel that something is coming in the dark. What is it is still uncertain.

"it's so late that only ghosts are wandering outside," murmured the fifth day.

we turned off the flashlight...