A cold wind blew in through the hole.

The little raccoon in the blankets suddenly opened her eyes, crawled to Shang Yanting's pillow, and woke him up with her paws.

"What's wrong?"

Did you have tea today?

When Jia Xitong suddenly asked, Shang Yanting frowned, "Is there poison in the water?"

"no.

The tea was extremely hot.

She couldn't help but spit it out after just one sip.

The other people barely drank any of their tea.

But Xu Wei is different; "he doesn't seem to be afraid of the heat."

He held the bottom of the scalding hot kettle with his hand and drank the tea in one gulp.

"Who's so unafraid of getting burned? Is there something wrong with him?"

In the remote wilderness where there were no acquaintances, Jia Xitong was much more vigilant than usual. "Moreover, after we entered the village, the two men in black robes disappeared."

They were speaking in hushed tones when a dark shadow flashed past outside.

The room's windows are broken.

A gust of cold wind blew in from outside, and this strange situation startled Jia Xitong so much that she immediately fell silent.

Shang Yanting looked outside, and after a moment, he tucked the stiff raccoon lying next to him back into the blanket. "Go to sleep, nothing will happen."

Jia Xitong took two deep breaths, then earnestly comforted herself.

Shang Yanting's strength as King Wu

And it's a dragon.

With the dragon's possession, all evil spirits cannot harm you.

The superstitious raccoon suddenly felt safe at the thought of sleeping with a dragon.

Until the next day

Xu Wei prepared the car to take them to the Puppetry Ruins, but the two men in black robes reappeared...