The dead trees all around seemed like monsters and monsters, roaring silently with their teeth and claws.

It was quiet all around.

At this moment, this isolated island feels as if it is incompatible with this world.

It's as if time and space are separated and you are in an independent world.

Xu Zimo cut down the surrounding dead trees and burned a fire.

Winter nights are very cold.

Holding the knife in his arms, he leaned against the tree by the fire and closed his eyes to rest.

In the middle of the night, a sad song suddenly woke Xu Zimo up.

The singing sounded very harsh in this strange darkness.

It seemed like someone was singing a chorus.

The voices of a man and a woman.

The woman's voice is very irritable, while the man's voice is very miserable.

The sound came from all directions, and it was impossible to tell where it originated.

Xu Zimo was listening when he saw a carriage slowly driving over from a distance.

Just at this moment, the dark clouds blocking the moon suddenly drifted to the side.

The bright moonlight shone softly from the sky.

The moonlight shines on this carriage.

The carriage is very ancient in shape and covered with dark red curtains.

This horse is also a very strange horse, at least Xu Zimo has never seen it before.

In front of the carriage sat a driver in green clothes.

The coachman kept his head down while driving the carriage and could not see his face clearly.

There were two men in black standing around the carriage.

These people are carrying a basket in their hands.
Chapter completed!