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Chapter 132 About Werewolves
The shiny candy made the little boy's eyes straight. He swallowed and looked at the candy in Jane Xingxing's hand.

You know, in a remote mountain village like theirs, not to mention candies with beautiful wrappers, even if you want to eat white granulated sugar, you have to wait until the holidays to eat some.

The little boy pursed his lips, his eyes were red, and he forced himself not to look at Jane Xingxing's candy.

Want to, but can't.

The village head uncle said that the three people who came to the village yesterday could not be trusted, so he couldn't ask for sugar from this person.

"Is one not enough?"

Jian Xingxing hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and took out another one from her pocket.

"Is this enough?"

He looked helplessly at the two candies in his palm, swallowed, and his face was full of reluctance: "My sister usually doesn't let me eat candies, these two are saved by me. There aren't many more!"

Hearing this, the little boy's eyes widened, and he looked at Jian Xingxing in disbelief. Is there such a shortage of candy in the city?

Do you really want to give him such a precious thing?
The little boy looked at the two candies that looked more sparkling in the sun, and obviously swallowed his saliva, but he still pursed his lips, turned his head and said with difficulty: "You... don't give it to me, even if I eat it, I won't give it to you. I won't say it!"

After all, don't you just want to eat.

Jian Xingxing blinked, tore open the candy bag, and stuffed the candy into the little boy's mouth.

The little boy's eyes were full of surprise, but he still couldn't bear to spit out the candy from his mouth.

So sweet.

He had never eaten such sweet candy, it was delicious.

Seeing the little boy's tangled look, Jian Xingxing said while the iron was hot: "Why don't we talk?"

The little boy frowned, but this time he did not continue to reject Jane Xingxing.

Jian Xingxing leaned over and asked seriously: "Do you know what happened today?"

"do not know!"

The little boy jumped away without hesitation, looking at Jane Xingxing warily.

He quickly realized that his reaction was a little too big.

"Hmph... Anyway, I just don't know."

The little boy faltered and faltered, with a bit of guilt in his voice. After all, the cannibal's mouth was short, not to mention that he hadn't finished eating, so it was even shorter.

"Really? I saw that old woman crying so sadly just now, and she looked so scary. I thought there was something wrong in the village."

Jane Xingxing's eyes were fixed on the little boy, and he stuffed another candy into the pocket of the little boy's worn clothes: "This one, you can keep it for yourself, I put my favorite thing It's all for you!"

Hearing this, the little boy bit his lip, hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind, and said subtly: "Don't worry about this matter, it's not something you should care about."

"Then we also need to know why, right?"

Jian Xingxing sighed and shrugged: "Don't you ever know something and really want to know?"

"This is also..."

The little boy clicked his mouth, the sweet taste made him a little dazed.

He hesitated for a moment, and continued to speak: "You may not believe it when you tell it. In our village, there have always been rumors about werewolves. My sister must have been taken away by werewolves."

Werewolf?

But wasn't the werewolf injured by his mother last night?

How could he still have the strength to come out and harm others?

Jane Xingxing was slightly puzzled, and then looked at the little boy: "And then? Have you ever seen a werewolf with your own eyes?"

"No, I heard it from the uncles and aunts in the village. How could I have seen a werewolf at such a young age?"

The little boy looked a little more serious: "Okay, don't ask me any more. If you ask me again, the village chief will definitely scold me if he finds out."

"Okay, then I won't ask this question."

Following the words of the little boy, Jian Xingxing asked calmly, "Then your elder sister was taken away, wouldn't you be sad?"

The little boy gave Jian Xingxing a hard look.

His eyes are still red now!
How could it not be uncomfortable? !

Jian Xingxing blinked her eyes, consciously saying something wrong.

He stayed by the little boy's side for a long time, asking a lot of questions both openly and secretly, but the little boy still kept silent, because he couldn't get anything to say, so Jian Xingxing left helplessly.

On the other side, Jian Anran and Chu Yan found a series of inconspicuous footprints beside the rags.

"This string of footprints is a bit messy here, and then walked this way."

Jian Anran muttered in a low voice while following the direction of the footprints.

Chu Yan followed her, and the two of them pretended to be walking leisurely, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the villagers.

The footsteps extended towards the outside of the village little by little.

"The villagers don't know what they are doing right now, and no one came to watch us."

Chu Yan frowned, and said vigilantly: "It stands to reason that if they don't want us to know about this, they should send someone to guard here instead of letting us approach easily."

"I know what you mean, but now this is the only clue we have. The whereabouts of the Millennium Candle is unknown. The only thing we can know now is the line in front of us."

Jian Anran sighed, with a bit of melancholy in her voice.

I thought the task might be tricky, but I didn't expect it to be so troublesome.

The two followed their footprints and chased them all the way to a place far away from the village.

"There is nothing in the wilderness, and the footsteps are broken here."

Chu Yan squatted down, looked at the footsteps carefully, and frowned even tighter: "It seems to have been erased on purpose."

"It was erased when we came here. Is it because we left in a hurry and didn't have time, or did we deliberately lure us here?"

Jian Anran's beautiful brows became tighter and tighter.

Never thought it would turn out like this.

The missing A Zhen, the unfound Millennium Candle, and the werewolf...

How many secrets are there in Honglie Village?

"An Ran, come and see here."

Chu Yan's voice brought back Jian Anran's thoughts, she followed the voice and saw Chu Yan standing in the woods not far away, his voice was a little vague: "Here... there is a grave."

"grave?"

Jane Anran walked over immediately.

In front of their eyes was an extremely ordinary tomb piled up in small mounds, and there seemed to be nothing nearby except for some weeds.

"Look for it first, in case there is any clue?"

Jian Anran's intuition told her that there must be a lot of secrets hidden here.

"it is good."

Chu Yan responded.

The two walked around the tomb, but found no other clues. The only strange thing was that this tombstone... had no name.

(End of this chapter)