Shoes are torn—Hats are torn—
The robe on my body is torn—
You laugh at me—they laugh at me—
Even the fan in my hand is torn—
The well-known music combined with this pleasant voice echoed through the mountains at midnight.
In this silent midnight.
The moonlight was like water, sprinkling over the rolling hills, draping the ancient forest in a mysterious silver veil.
The shadows of the trees swayed, and the occasional cries of night birds added a sense of tranquility and depth.
If a regular person had come here, they would most likely be startled.
After all, music arising in the air combined with the quiet, dark midnight forest created quite a terrifying atmosphere.
It's just that this song happened to be the widely known theme song of Jigong, had it been any other eerie song with a bit of a ghoulish style, it wouldn't just startle someone.
But in fact.
There were no demons or ghosts here.
