Night comes early in Chang'e City.

Strictly speaking, since 7pm, most people have stayed indoors and all shops on the street have closed. To be honest, Sayu and Fang Zheng, who came from big cities, were a little uncomfortable with this - after all, 7pm was too early.

However, according to the innkeeper, it seems that this generation has always been like this. Considering that Chang'e City was originally just an isolated village, maybe the people here just live like this, working from sunrise to sunset.

"But having said that, this place is really nice."

Standing on the roof, Fang Zheng stretched and looked around. It was already September, and because they were surrounded by mountains, the wind was still a little chilly.

And that’s not all…

"It's called Chang'e City, but the moon here doesn't look like the Moon Palace at all."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng looked up at the sky, and saw a bright red moon hidden in the clouds. The red moonlight it emitted enveloped the entire Chang'e City, making Fang Zheng feel like Yanan... Well, that was not a good memory.

By the way, why is this place called Chang'e City?

Fang Zheng also asked Chaowu Kaname this question today. In fact, the biggest reason that initially drove him to come here out of curiosity was the name of this place. After all, when you hear a familiar name in a foreign country, you will naturally be interested.

But to his disappointment, although this place is called Chang'e City, it seems that there is nothing related to Chang'e. The most famous are Yasaku and wolves - the latter is the natural enemy of rabbits.

So why is this place named Chang'e!

"Haha... it's a wasted trip. Anyway, let's finish it as soon as possible and go back."

Fang Zheng shook his head and then looked away. However, at this moment, he heard a sound coming from afar that sounded like the barking of dogs and the howling of wolves.

“Ooooooo… Ooooo…”

"Chang'e wolf?"

Staring at the direction of the sound, Fang Zheng frowned slightly. There are no native wolves in Japan now. According to records, Japanese wolves are extinct. And things like Chang'e wolves naturally cannot exist. Of course, for most people, the Chang'e wolves in Chang'e City are more like an ancient legend. Maybe a long time ago, there were wolves living here, and then they were worshipped as gods by the locals, and then passed down like this... This is the most normal view.

However, Fang Zheng obviously didn't think things would be that simple.

Anyway, let’s go and take a look first.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng flashed and ran towards the place where the wolf howled.

There are almost no people in Chang'e City at night, which is no wonder, because this is a newly developed urban area, many places are still under construction, and most people have just moved in - just like Asagiri Kaname, according to the girl, she transferred to Chang'e City to study because her parents moved here.

Therefore, the Chang'e New District at night looks like an empty city with no people. Such a place is indeed suitable for killing and silencing witnesses. If someone is killed here, it is really difficult to have witnesses, let alone call the police.

"Um?"

Just as Fang Zheng walked around the corner, he quickly noticed that on the dim street on the other side, several bright red dots flashed by. Although they looked like fireflies at first glance, Fang Zheng could see that they were actually people wrapped in black cloaks and wearing masks.

And there was a red glow in the eyes of these people.

Having said that, if you look at it from a distance, it does look like a red firefly.

"Remember that girl said that seeing red fireflies would kill you, right?"

The corners of Fang Zheng's mouth curled up slightly.

You came just in time. Let me see what you are.

On the dark, dim street, a group of black shadows were running forward, and in front of them was a woman dressed very ordinary. She was running forward desperately, looking back from time to time. There, those black shadows wearing masks and cloaks were following closely behind her, and the leading black shadow was holding a huge sickle in his hand.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like the cultists are hunting down their victims.

Except for one thing.

That's because they are too fast.

Whether it is the woman running in front or the group of black people chasing her from behind, their speed is almost as fast as a speeding motorcycle, which is totally not the speed a human should have.

Finally, the group arrived at a remote open space in the new district, and the men in black robes surrounded the woman.

"You...you want to kill me?!!"

However, the woman who was cornered did not show any fear or anxiety. Instead, she stared fiercely at the petite figure holding a sickle, the leader of the black-clothed men, like a wolf with wounds all over its body and cornered.

“…”

However, the other party did not speak, but silently raised the sickle in his hand. At the same time, the woman roared, got on all fours, and pounced on the other party like a wolf.

And just when the two sides were about to clash...

“Crack.”

Suddenly, a dazzling flash tore through the darkness, startling everyone. They turned around and saw Fang Zheng walking out from the side, holding a camera.

"Hey, good evening everyone. You're still cosplaying here so late? Pretty professional."

“……!!!”

Logically speaking, if someone was caught performing this kind of mysterious ritual, they should be killed immediately. But the moment Fang Zheng came out, everyone subconsciously stepped back - including the woman who was surrounded by this group of people.

"No, don't come over here!! Don't!!!"

The woman was not at all excited about being rescued. On the contrary, she screamed as if she had seen something horrible, then turned around and jumped up, jumping over the three-meter-high wall and disappeared without a trace.

The woman's scream seemed to be some kind of switch. The next moment, those masked people also fled quickly. In the blink of an eye, they all ran away. Only the man holding the scythe was still standing there. Looking at the other party's confused look, it was obvious that he did not expect his companion to sell out his teammate so decisively.

"Well, now we can have a good talk."

Fang Zheng put down the camera and walked towards the man holding the sickle. He was also very unhappy. Why did these people run away so fast when they saw him, like mice seeing a cat? What did he do to attract them?

He wanted to ask these people what was wrong with him and why he scared them like this?

“——!!”

Seeing Fang Zheng approaching, the masked man tightly grasped the sickle, trembling all over - it was as if he was watching a man-eating tiger approaching him. Then, the man's legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground, and then fell headfirst to the ground.

"...No way? So exaggerated?"

Fang Zheng stared blankly at the unconscious man in black, his face completely bewildered.

Are you kidding me? I haven't done anything yet, I haven't even said a harsh word, and yet you fainted?

Am I that terrible?

Anyway, it's a gain. In short, let's take this guy back for interrogation.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng reached out his hand and lifted up the man in black - then he saw drops of water dripping down the cloak to the ground.

...No way, are you scared to death?

Is that so?!

After that, Fang Zheng and the man in black secretly returned to the hotel. He reached out and knocked on the window, and then Sayu opened the window.

"Welcome back, Mr. Fang Zheng, uh... what are you carrying?"

“An unexpected bonus.”

Fang Zheng jumped into the room through the window and put the person he was carrying on the carpet.

"Help her clean up."

"She's still a girl."

Looking at the unconscious girl lying on the ground, Sayu screamed.

"Mr. Fang Zheng, what did you do to her?"

"I didn't do anything. She fainted on her own."

Fang Zheng was also speechless. He clearly did nothing, yet this guy actually fainted. What could he do?

“Wow… this smell is…”

"I declare again that this has nothing to do with me."

Noticing Sayu's dissatisfied glare at him, Fang Zheng raised his hand.

Heaven and earth can bear witness that I am innocent!

"Then please go to the next door and wait, Mr. Fang Zheng. I need to change her clothes."

As for whether Sayu believes it or not, that is another matter.

So Fang Zheng also returned to his room next door. After a long while, the knock on the door sounded again. Then Sayu opened the door and walked in with a girl.

The girl looked about the same age as Sayu, with dark purple hair, fair skin and a pretty face, looking like a beauty. At the moment, the girl was wearing a set of clothes that Sayu used to change into, but there was nothing she could do about it, after all, her own clothes were dirty.

"Alas--!"

When she walked into the room and saw Fang Zheng sitting on the chair, the girl immediately groaned and instinctively took a step back.

So why are you reacting so strongly? Will I eat you?

"Hello, young lady."

Fang Zheng silently put down the teacup and stared at the purple-haired girl.

"You should understand why I want to talk to you. It's very simple. Just tell me who you are and what happened before."

"……Who are you?"

The purple-haired girl seemed to calm down a little after listening to Fang Zheng's question. Even so, she still looked at Fang Zheng uneasily and asked.

“I’m just a photographer and folklorist—well, at least for now.”

"…This has nothing to do with you. This is…"

"I don't think so."

Fang Zheng waved his hand.

"You have to know that I came to you for a purpose, and I saw what happened today and took photos."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng shook the camera in his hand. Seeing this, the girl's expression changed slightly.

"So, please answer my question, Miss. Otherwise... well, you might be in big trouble, okay?"