It was already late at night. The insects in the forest played a monotonous but interesting song as night fell. The cicadas looking for a mate were especially happy. The rising and falling sounds were the lullaby of the lonely villagers before they went to bed.
The lights in the village went out one after another. It was now a time of war, and almost no family was willing to consume a little more lamp oil. The cicadas were unmoved and continued to sing tirelessly. Soon, there was only one light left in the village. A gust of cold wind blew past. It was very weak, but it was like raindrops falling on the river. In an instant, all the sounds in the forest disappeared. The moon carefully emerged from the sea of clouds, emitting a faint silver light, bringing a trace of light to the village that was in the darkness. It was like a thin silver gauze that quietly covered the village. However, the lamp in the village was still lit, as if it was silently telling some secret.
Under the dim light, an old man with gray sideburns stood in front of a flat brownish-gray wooden wall with a brown cane. He carefully reached out a hand that was as thin as a stick, and his skin was so sunken that the traces of bones could be seen. He gently touched the wooden floor and slowly slid to the right. A groove appeared on the floor, and in the middle was a small circular hole. The old man looked around. After confirming that there was no one around, he lifted the walking stick in his hand and inserted it into the small hole in the groove, spinning it gently. There was no sound, but the wall began to slowly turn, and another room appeared. The room behind the secret door was not big, and it was empty. There was only a chessboard on the ground in the middle, and on the chessboard was a purple-black box. The old man glanced inside, then expressionlessly took out his walking stick from the hole and closed the cover of the hidden groove. The wall also gradually returned to its original state the moment the old man pulled out his crutch.
The old man leaned on his walking stick and left the room quietly. The moment the door closed, the only light in the village went out. Only the faint light of the moon still existed. The old man left very quickly, as if he was worried that something bad would happen. The old man didn't notice that the door opposite the door he left had a small opening. A pair of small eyes witnessed everything that had just happened. When the old man left, the door closed.
The lights in the village had all been extinguished, but the voices in the forest had not recovered, as if they were afraid of something.
At this moment, the moon was bright and clear outside the window. The silver moonlight shone through the window and sprinkled on the empty and quiet room. The floor was bright and white. Suddenly, on the floor paved with silver light, black shadows swam out from the shadows and gradually gathered into the shadow of a young man. On the other side, a strange figure kneeling on the ground appeared. Through the shadow on the ground, one could see that there were many thick chains connected to his back. The two figures were out of place in the room, as if they were in a shadow play. The silver-white floor became a curtain.
"Don't talk nonsense." The deep voice interrupted the other party's words and immediately said,"Have you found him?"”
The other party was silent for a while before saying,"I found him, but he's having a good time with a human now. I shouldn't disturb him."”The sinister laughter echoed underground. Suddenly, the shadows in the room trembled for some reason, but there was no movement in the room at all.
"Humor? Even you are gradually assimilating with humans?”The deep voice sounded a little angry.
"Don't underestimate humans. Their strength is beyond your imagination.”
"Humph." The deep voice was filled with disdain. "Let that guy recognize reality as soon as possible. I don't want to stay in this lousy place for too long!”
"This is a little difficult." The strange sound became a little blurry. On the ground, the shadow of the young man's human figure began to gradually dissipate.
"This is…you're not here?" The deep voice said in surprise. "Could it be that I've already…"
" I'll get him to pick you up, as long as you make a bet with me..." The strange voice was once again dyed with sinister laughter...
A gust of cold wind blew past the two shadows in the room and disappeared. The insects in the forest began to sing again, but it was a little messy. They were still singing, as if telling the arrival of another kind of darkness.
At the same time, in front of a cliff covered in dark clouds in a place rarely visited by humans, a man dressed in a crimson short coat slowly opened his scarred hand to the flashing lightning in the sky. On the palm of his hand, three jade-like patterns emitted a faint fluorescent light.
" Aiya, I'm busy again."
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