I don't even have a [Earth Soul], and I don't know fear, so where could I possibly be scared?
All that so-called fear before was just a pretense to make myself appear normal in front of others.
Could it be that I lost it while looking for Lingmei?
Is it still in Sanjiapo?
My thoughts were a jumbled mess, impossible to untangle. My head felt like it had been forcibly stuffed with thick paste, throbbing painfully.
Fragments of past experiences flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern, but each one was blurry and I couldn't grasp any key clues.
When I finally mustered my strength and looked up, I found that the old man had vanished.
The place where the old man used to stand is now just an empty alley, and the sweet potato roasting cart has disappeared completely, as if the old man had never existed in this world.
A gentle breeze, carrying a slight chill, drifted through the air and lightly caressed my face, like an invisible hand gently stroking it.
I couldn't help but shiver and instinctively wrapped my clothes tighter around myself.
Looking behind him, Su Mingyang was nowhere to be seen.
I looked around at the unfamiliar buildings; not a single one of them was familiar to me.
"Young man, please move aside!"
Just as I was lost in thought, an old voice came from behind me.
I turned my head and saw that it was a cleaner doing some cleaning.
I asked, "Grandma, where is this?"
The cleaning lady gave me a suspicious look: "Young man, did you drink too much last night?"
I was about to say that I hadn't been drinking, but what came out of my mouth was: "Yeah, I drank too much with my friends last night and slept here."
The old lady immediately laughed: "Young man, you still need to take care of your health. Wherever you go to sleep, you can't sleep near a haunted house!"
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