I suddenly arched my back, wanting to sit up, "Who are you? This is the Lin family, it couldn't possibly have..."
Before I could finish uttering the word "monster," I found myself frozen, unable to move.
The night was exceptionally cold, the air that breathed into my lungs carried a bizarre chill.
The wind was blowing the twisted branches.
The twisted branches were continually stretching in the storm.
In that mournful night rain.
There was even a faint trace of moonlight.
The tree shadows, through the ancient window's carved patterns and the thin paper pasted on the window sill, fell on the ground, swaying the branches.
Like an evil spirit from Hell, extending its claw-like hands toward the Human Realm.
The Lin Family's ground, abundant with spiritual energy and filled with the pure Yang of the earth fire.
At this moment, it resembled a terrifying ice pit, freezing all the blood in my body.
Had an evil spirit invaded the Lin Family??
