Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 2097 (Two Thousand and Ninety-Seven) Branches
In fact, the sounds he heard outside Muxi Pavilion twice were just the sounds of large branches falling to the ground.

The wind was very strong at the time, causing the branches to shake violently. After a branch of a tree was broken, it did not fall directly to the ground, but fell on another branch that was lower than it. As a result, the other branch was broken and fell to the ground first, causing the first loud noise.

The first branch that broke was still supported by the other branches at first, but later it also fell to the ground, and then there was a second loud noise. Many branches were swaying, and the location where it fell to the ground was different from the location where the first branch fell, and the sound was also louder than the first one.

The subordinate was worried that he would not be able to explain to Tie Wandao as the song had not been heard again. He was also worried that he would be in danger if the song started. He was struggling internally, as if staying in this Muxi Pavilion for another moment would be torture.

After a while, he thought: It's better for the song to appear soon. Only when the song appears again can the chief really let me go. It must appear. It's better to appear early than late. If it appears late, I will be punished by the chief by then, which will be troublesome. Even if the song appears again and may be dangerous to me, I can only face it.

He waited for a long time, but the singing still did not come again. He hoped that Tie Wandao would come to untie him and let him go. However, as soon as this thought came to his mind, he denied it. He felt that if Tie Wandao appeared at this moment, he would not only not untie him, but would punish him instead.

The wind was very light now. He hadn't heard the ghost-like sound for a while. He felt a little calmer, but still not completely at ease. Although it was dark in the Muxi Pavilion, various scenes kept appearing in front of his eyes, many of which were scary. Even without the ghost-like sound outside, those scenes would still bring him waves of fear. It's not that he didn't try to think of scenes that wouldn't scare him, but his thoughts seemed difficult to control. After all, the impact of this incident in his childhood was huge.

A long time passed, and he didn't know how long it had been. Although he knew that the day had not yet passed, he felt as if he had been suffering in the Muxi Pavilion for several years. Horrible scenes kept appearing in front of his eyes, and he didn't get used to it quickly. After all, the scenes that appeared were always changing, and he didn't know how terrible the scene would be in front of him in the next moment.

He thought: Is it dark outside? Will the clan leader not come here to untie the rope for me? Will he let me spend the night here? No... No... How can I spend the night here? Will something happen at night... No... If I spend the night here, will I die here tonight? Will something come out to catch me? Even if nothing catches me, will there be more terrifying noises? Will I be scared to death in the Muxi Pavilion? No!
As he was thinking, the sound of ghostly wind suddenly came from outside.

He felt like he was living a life worse than death.

Accompanied by the sound of wind like ghost crying, the door of Muxi Pavilion suddenly made a sound.

He was so scared that he closed his eyes again and began to tremble.

A gust of wind blew some things outside into the Muxi Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)