"Who?! Who!!! Is the village chief you!! ”

Huo Qin was so frightened that he waved his torches around, trying in vain to find the person who had cut his wrist with the rusty scissors, but wherever his torch shone, it was empty.

Even the village chief, who was standing at the entrance of the village carrying an oil lamp and a cane, was gone.

In the quiet night, Huo Qin's ears could only hear the "click" and "click" of the rusty scissors hanging in the air

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