"Red cloth shoes? How could there be such a thing in this deep mountain and old forest?" The more Yang Kun thought about it, the more hairy he felt. "I only know Little Red Riding Hood, but I have never heard of red cloth shoes. Is there a female ghost in this forest? Or a woman died here, isn't it?
, looking at the size of the shoes, they belong to a little girl, could they be a kid?"
Yang Kun's heart pounded, and he felt as if someone was blowing air conditioning on his neck, and his mind was filled with messy and terrifying images flashing.
"Help~"
Suddenly, Yang Kun vaguely heard a cry for help not far away.
"Who?" Yang Kun listened carefully, but there was no movement again.
"Did I hear wrongly?" Yang Kun was very upset and regretted a little.
"Help~", this time Yang Kun heard it very clearly, it was a little girl's cry.
Yang Kun trembled for a while and quickly threw away the shoes in his hands and said: "Is she the owner of these shoes? Is she a human or a ghost?"
"Ouch~"
Several more calls came over, and Yang Kun was very familiar with this sound. It was the sound of a wolf.
Yang's face darkened, and he said: "Could it be that a girl was chased by a wolf, so she ran away with these shoes? But how could there be a girl in this deep mountain and old forest? Hey, no matter how much, human life is at stake, I still
Let’s see what happens first and then talk about it.”
Yang Kun took two steps, then turned back. After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the red cloth shoes on the ground and rushed in the direction of the cry for help.
Yang Kun struggled through the thorns in the jungle, with many cuts on his hands. Soon, he found a slightly empty grassland, and saw a wild wolf the size of a calf standing on the grass.
Yang Kun was startled and hurriedly hid in the grass.
"Eh? Not discovered?" Yang Kun raised his head slightly, and sure enough, the wild wolf was standing motionless on the grass, apparently not noticing his uninvited guest. Fortunately, the wild wolf was facing him from the side.
Otherwise, Yang Kun would not be so lucky.
Yang Kun was a little strange. The wolf stood motionless on the grass, as if staring at something. Otherwise, with the wolf's peripheral vision, he could have spotted Yang Kun. Yang Kun boldly probed his head.
His face tightened and he almost screamed.
I saw a little girl lying in front of the wild wolf. The little girl was eleven or two years old. She had a face that was unforgettable whether in her previous life or in this life. The girl in front of her was actually the same as the one on earth in her previous life.
She was so similar, but her face looked much more childish. For a moment, Yang Kun thought that he was back on earth again, and scenes of the past flashed through his mind like a carousel.
"Could it be that God cares about my feelings and brought her here to make up for the regrets of my previous life?"
Yang Kun looked at the woman lying on the ground, and saw that she was wearing a white dress, her round face was full of fear, and her big, black eyes were shedding crystal tears, as if she was praying for the one in front of her.
Don't hurt her, wolf.
Yang Kun continued to move his eyes downwards. The girl's figure was perfect. She was an angel-type pure girl. Her white calves were exposed, and a trace of spring could be vaguely seen under the skirt. A red cloth shoe was worn on
On her seven-inch golden lotus, the shoe on her other foot has disappeared.
"It seems that these shoes really belong to her. It scared me to death. I thought they were ghosts!" Yang Kun compared the shoes he was holding with the ones on the little girl's feet and finally breathed a sigh of relief.