Chapter 910: Chapter 910: Werewolf Village 7

“Execution site…” Bai Youwei turned around, looking at the stone pillar.

The grayish-green stone pillar was vaguely covered with human-shaped black ash, a remnant of repeated burnings.

Realizing this, the smell of burned grass in the charcoal basin seemed weird, as if mixed with something…

Bai Youwei felt nauseated and couldn’t help but cover her nose, asking the little girl, “Why burn these grasses? Couldn’t you have just thrown them away?”

The little girl nonchalantly replied, “Oh, because Mom said to burn them, she doesn’t like these flowers.”

Bai Youwei was surprised, “You just said she wasn’t your mom.”

The little girl paused, “Did I say that? No way, how could Mom not be my mom.”

Bai Youwei: “…”

Isn’t this blatantly lying???

The little girl patted the grass off herself and walked away.

As she walked, her little leather shoes clicked crisply against the ground.

Bai Youwei and Shen Mo exchanged glances, both feeling the eeriness.

“Let’s go as well,” Bai Youwei glanced at the nearby pillar, “This place makes me uncomfortable…”

Shen Mo nodded, and they left the small square together.

They wandered around the village again, found no further clues, nor encountered Hans and his people. Close to sunset, Bai Youwei and Shen Mo went to the blacksmith’s shop to collect a full box of silver nails, then they found two houses not far from each other and nailed silver nails on doors and windows.

When all was done, the sun had tilted westward, and the sky darkened. Every household closed their doors and windows, solitude pervading the air.

Bai Youwei watched the fiery red sunset on the horizon, murmuring softly, “After dark, the werewolves will come out…”

It was hard to imagine that such a tranquil and peaceful village would have werewolves at night.

She sighed, moved closer to Shen Mo, and hugged his waist, “Ah, I’m not comfortable staying in a room alone.”

“Just two hours, not long,” Shen Mo patted her head to comfort her, “Keep the rabbit with you, be careful on your own.”

“That’s the only way.” She let go of Shen Mo, knowing she couldn’t defy the rules of the game, stepped into the house, then turned back and gazed eagerly at Shen Mo.

“Be careful too.” Bai Youwei said.

“Okay.” Shen Mo closed all the doors and windows from the outside, reminding, “Make sure to lock it, I’m leaving.”

The door could be locked, but the windows didn’t close tightly, and there were no curtains. Bai Youwei picked up a small piece of wood inside, wedged it in the middle, and managed to close the window.

Through the glass, she saw Shen Mo hurrying to his house, catching the last few minutes before the sun completely set, entering and closing the door and windows.

If her view could tilt just a bit more, she would see Shen Mo behind the window of that house, but the night came too quickly, a blood-red full moon rose, casting a crimson gloom over the whole village, and the silence deepened…

Bai Youwei held the rabbit, guarding the window, unsure when or from where the werewolves might appear.

The red moonlight tensed the spirit, quickly wearing out the body, urging rest.

But Bai Youwei dared not sleep.

Her mind flashed with the image of the young man who had pulled out nails, then to the elusive little girl, and the village chief resembling an Inspector with a ‘sausage mouth’–he surely had ill intentions. To prevent villagers from dying too quickly, had the chief, who arranged these empty houses without silver nails, laid other traps as well?

Bai Youwei sat down by the stone bed, the rabbit looked at her cluelessly, unable to grasp her current anxiety.

Time passed, and then a scream shattered the deep night’s tranquility!

Followed by crashes! Breaking sounds! And cries for help!

“Help me!!!… Hans! Save me!…”

Bai Youwei’s face slightly changed.

Something had happened.

Something had happened over at Hans’!