As he thought, the sound he heard twice was just the sound of a big branch outside falling to the ground.

The wind was very strong at that time, and the branches were shaking violently. After the branches on one tree were blown off, they fell on the lower branches. At that time, they did not fall directly to the ground, but on another branch below. As a result, the other branch was crushed and then fell on the ground first, with the first sound.

The broken branches were initially supported by other branches, but later they fell to the ground. Many branches were swaying. Their locations on the ground were different from those on the falling branches, and their sounds were larger than those on that time.

His subordinates were worried that the song had never sounded again and could not explain to Tie Wandao, and were worried that he would be in danger after the song sounded. He struggled in his heart, as if he would be suffering for a moment in Muxi Pavilion.

After a while, he thought: It would be better for the singing to appear as soon as possible. Only when the singing appears again can the patriarch let me go. It is better to appear earlier than if it appears late. If it appears late, I will be punished by the patriarch at that time. Even if the singing appears again, it may be in danger to me, so I can only face it.

He waited for a long time, but the singing still did not appear. He wanted Tie Wandao to untire the rope for him and let him go back. However, as soon as his thoughts appeared, he denied it himself. He felt that if Tie Wandao appeared at this moment, he would not only not untire the rope for him, but instead punish him.

At this time, the wind was already very small. He hadn't heard the sound of the wind like ghost crying for a while. He felt a little calmer, but he was still not completely here. Because although it was dark in Muxi Pavilion, various scenes kept appearing in front of him, many of them were terrible. Without the cooperation of the wind like ghost crying outside, those scenes would still bring him waves of fear. He was not trying to think about those scenes that would not make him afraid, but his thoughts seemed difficult to control himself. After all, the impact of this in childhood on him was huge.

After a long time, he didn't know how long it had passed. Although he knew that the day must have not passed, he also felt like he had suffered a few years in Muxi Pavilion. Although terrifying scenes always appeared in front of him, he did not adapt quickly. After all, the scenes that appeared were always changing. He didn't know how terrifying scenes would "change" in front of him in the next moment.

He thought: Is it already dark outside? Will the patriarch not come here to untie the rope for me? Could it be that I will spend the night here? No... No... How can I spend the night here? Will there be anything at night... No... If I spend the night here, will I die here tonight? Will there be something coming out to catch me? Even if there is nothing to catch me, will there be more terrifying sounds then? Will I be scared to death in Muxi Pavilion? No!

Just as he was thinking, the sound of the wind suddenly came to the outside.

He felt that life was worse than death.

Accompanied by the sound of wind like ghosts, a sound suddenly appeared in Muxi Pavilion’s door.

He closed his eyes again in fear and began to tremble.
Chapter completed!