Taking advantage of the free time, Song Xiaoxiao walked around here a few times, and he could be regarded as having a general understanding of this place.

In the past few days, Song's mother was also afraid that Song Xiaoxiao would say something that would make people unable to get off the stage when talking to her relatives, so she did not ask Song Xiaoxiao to accompany her relatives and let her go out for a walk.

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At midnight when lightning and thunder roared, my grandfather was lying on the bed coughing badly, Song's mother was with her, Song Xiaoxiao stood in the room for a while, couldn't stand this sad atmosphere, and went out to stand in the yard, looking at the starry sky in the village, dark and dull, there were not a few stars.

Under such a depressing atmosphere, Song Xiaoxiao felt a little throbbing inexplicably, and touched the small wooden card hanging around her neck with her right hand, which was used as a pendant by her, and when the delicate wooden grain was touched, Song Xiaoxiao felt a little relieved, and she couldn't tell it inexplicably.

This night of lightning and thunder, but no raindrops have fallen, but the lightning is hanging brightly overhead, Song Xiaoxin's depression is magnified to the maximum and released with the lightning, I always feel that such a weird night, something will happen, for Song Xiaoxiao, who has died once, although he cherishes his life now, he is not afraid of the unknown, but he has added a lot of curiosity.

Vaguely felt that something magical was going to happen, Song Xiaoxiao, who walked out of the yard, tightened his coat, looked down and instantly saw the small wooden card flashing with a leisurely light, Song Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and then felt that the small wooden card seemed to be pointing in a certain direction, remembering that this small wooden card was given to himself before rebirth, so there must be a secret.

Song Xiaoxiao settled down, and with the guidance of the light point on the small wooden sign of the senses, he walked towards the willow forest, and when he was about 800 meters close to the willow forest, Song Xiaoxiao suddenly saw a flashing figure and ran into the willow forest, which was incredibly fast, and this figure, under the illumination of lightning, Song Xiaoxiao saw the outline, it was Dugu Mo! How could he come here, at night, and run into the willow forest, so fast.

Song Xiaoxiao felt incredible, and saw that the light point continued to guide, so she continued to walk.

"Hey, little girl, where are you going on the big night?" The rough voice reached Song Xiaoxiao's ears, and Song Xiaoxiao turned around and saw such a rough and simple man, about forty years old, just staring at him with a pair of stunned eyes.

"I'll go take a walk around the willow grove." Song Xiaoxiao replied softly, this should be someone from the village.

"Little girl, aren't you from here? Don't you know that you can't go to the willow forest at night? ”

"What's going on? Uncle, I did come here to visit relatives. ”

"Alas, you adults don't look at it, don't go, little girl, you can't go to the willow forest at night, just listen to me, otherwise you will die." The simple uncle was still comforting, with an anxious face.

Song Xiaoxiao heard his uncle's words, his life was at stake, so he didn't insist and went in. After just turning around the edge of the willow forest a few times, he turned around and went back, and the uncle was relieved to see that she didn't insist, and went home.

Song Xiaoxiao, who returned, had been thinking about how Dugu Mo could come here, and the wooden sign on his neck, since he stopped and did not enter the willow forest, he had returned to his dark appearance, as if the light just now had nothing to do with him at all.