"Brother, I feel so hot!"
In the phone, Jiufeng's voice came with a heavy breath.
Coupled with her bold selfie, it made Lin Yifan's anger rise.
At this moment, the mountain village was silent.
Under the pitch-black night sky, the crescent moon illuminated the path to her house.
Arriving at the iron gate, he easily pushed open the ajar door.
Just as Lin Yifan was about to go upstairs, a eerie cry startled him.
Instinctively, he looked up; a pair of eyes were perched on the tree watching him.
"Hoo hoo hoo..."
The owl's big, round eyes were even more terrifying in the dark.
Accompanied by a sound that was part cry, part laugh, it made his scalp tingle.
"Don't fear an owl's cry, fear an owl's laughter!"
Lin Yifan mumbled to himself.
The owl is also known as the soul-chasing bird, or death-knelling bird.
Legend has it that wherever it appears, someone will soon die.
Meeting it at such a time brought a sense of unease to his heart.
