"The red lantern lights up the night, and all is well..."
In the pitch-black countryside, a red lantern swayed as it approached from afar.
The companions' voices, tinged with excitement and trembling, shattered the thick silence.
No one knew how many rustling creatures saw the red lantern from afar and quietly retreated, hiding in the depths of the night.
The will-o'-the-wisps flickering over the lonely graves also vanished silently as the red lantern approached.
Hu Ma carried the red lantern, with Zhou Datong excitedly calling out from time to time on his left and Zhou Liang on his right. Behind them were three or five more companions out on patrol.
They were both new to this and excited, their steps crunching on the dirt road. As they passed by the graves in the distance, they did not avoid them but walked right past.
From their demeanor, it seemed they were deliberately showing off.
WOO WOO WOO...
