In the tranquil Shijia Village, a mysterious atmosphere seems to be shrouded in a thin veil.
The sorceress held a red rope in her hand, her eyes focused and deep, as if she could see a world that ordinary people could not reach through this ordinary red rope.
She stared for a long time, her slightly furrowed brows revealing that something was amiss.
The sorceress's voice was calm and carried an indescribable air of authority. She slowly spoke to the village chief, "This old woman still needs to prepare. I'll come back tonight. Now I roughly know what it is."
His tone was enigmatic, making one both curious and somewhat apprehensive.
Upon hearing this, the village chief had some doubts, but he always respected the sorceress's abilities, so he quickly replied, "Alright, you go ahead, I'll send someone to pick you up tonight."
Afterwards, the village chief arranged for someone to carefully send the sorceress back.
Escorted by the two men, the sorceress walked slowly, her figure appearing somewhat mysterious and unpredictable in the sunlight.
She clutched the red string tightly in her hand, as if it were the key to unlocking some major mystery.
The sorceress remained silent throughout the journey, and the escorts dared not utter a word, simply following respectfully behind.
Back at her lodgings, the sorceress quietly closed the door and began preparing for the evening.
She took out various mysterious props from the old cabinet, including ancient talismans, incense burners, and some strange herbs.
She placed the red string on the table and examined it carefully again, trying to find more clues.
The sorceress's eyes gleamed with wisdom; she knew that tonight's events were of paramount importance and could determine the fate of the entire village.
Meanwhile, at the other end of the village, the village chief eagerly awaited the arrival of night, wondering what kind of answer the sorceress would bring.
As the sun sets, the afterglow paints Shijia Village in a warm orange-red hue, but as night falls, that warmth is gradually swallowed by darkness.
Finally, darkness fell in Shijia Village. A gentle breeze blew by, carrying a slight chill, as if foreshadowing something unusual about to happen.
The dam at the village entrance was crowded with people, all looking tense yet full of anticipation.
Everyone was whispering and speculating about what would happen tonight.
The atmosphere among the crowd was heavy and oppressive, as if a huge boulder was pressing on everyone's hearts.
The sorceress stood at the front of the crowd, dressed in a dark robe, her face solemn.
She was ready, holding various mysterious props in her hands, her eyes fixed firmly on the direction of the village entrance.
At this tense moment, the village dogs also started barking, unusually fiercely.
All the dogs were gathered at the village entrance, their eyes gleaming with a frightening green light.
The dogs barked incessantly at the village entrance, as if they had seen something terrifying.
The cry sounded particularly abrupt in the quiet night, sending chills down one's spine.
The barking of dogs broke the tranquility of the night and made people feel even more uneasy.
The wind was still blowing, the dogs were still barking, and the people of Shijia Village waited in this tense atmosphere for the sorceress to unveil the mystery.
In extreme hunger and thirst, Xiuer staggered to the village entrance like a walking corpse.
Her eyes had an eerie red hue, flickering in the darkness like burning flames, yet revealing an endless emptiness and confusion.
Her body was weak and powerless; every step she took seemed to exhaust all her strength, her steps were unsteady, and her body was unstable.
Xiuer's nose twitched slightly as she tried to sniff the air.
Suddenly, a strong fragrance wafted over, a scent that was both familiar and unfamiliar to her.
She took a deep breath, captivated by the flavor, which was like a deadly temptation that she couldn't resist.
That was the fragrance of fresh blood. To Xiuer at that moment, this smell was like a traveler in the desert finding a spring, or a hungry person smelling the aroma of delicious food.
A strong desire welled up within her, and an irresistible impulse drove her to walk into the village without hesitation.
The people on the dam at the village entrance were waiting anxiously when someone spotted a figure at the village entrance.
In the dim light, the figure appeared blurry, but it still attracted everyone's attention.
"Look, there are people at the village entrance."
The person's voice broke the silence, and everyone looked towards the village entrance.
Someone recognized the person at a glance and excitedly shouted, "Xiuer, it's Xiuer! Quick, go ask her!"
A woman was extremely anxious, worried about Xiu'er's safety, and wanted to rush over immediately.
A look of concern appeared on her face, and her feet moved forward involuntarily.
However, at that moment, the sorceress roared, "Don't go! She's not human!"
The sorceress's voice boomed like a thunderclap in the silent night sky.
The woman stopped in her tracks, startled by the roar, a look of terror on her face.
The sorceress's face was gloomy, and her eyes revealed deep vigilance.
She stared intently at Xiuer's figure, clutching the mysterious prop tightly in her hand, as if preparing for an impending fierce battle.
Everyone was shocked by the sorceress's words, and their eyes were once again focused on Xiuer.
At this moment, Xiuer became unfamiliar and terrifying in their eyes.
Her red eyes gleamed with an eerie light, and she exuded a chilling aura.
People began to whisper among themselves, their hearts filled with fear and doubt.
They couldn't understand why Xiuer, whom they once knew, had become like this.
The sorceress slowly took a step forward, her eyes firm and cold.
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