'What's going on?' Lou Yi was filled with doubts, could it be that the descendants of the Feng Family encountered something evil.
"Jingjing." At this moment, a deep voice came from outside the courtyard door.
"Papa!" The little girl's eyes lit up, she immediately tossed the laundry she hadn't finished scrubbing back into the wooden basin, shaking her hands full of water droplets, and skipped towards the courtyard door.
The girl struggled to pull open the door bolt, letting a middle-aged man enter.
The man was dressed in a short tunic, with his chest bare, revealing a lean, bronze-colored body, his shoes had holes, and his pants were torn, exuding an air of poverty.
And his appearance was even more strange, with an oval-shaped red tumor on his chin, combined with his round head, he looked like an inverted gourd.
