Seeing her granddaughter back, Mrs. Li not only didn't feel any joy at all, but instead looked solemn.
Seeing that Mrs. Li didn't speak, Jian Anran noticed that everyone present looked unhappy.
Mrs. Li looked at Azhen, who had a dull look on her face and was still spitting out her mouth. Her eyes couldn't help but turn red. Her lips moved, but she didn't say anything.
"This is a disaster!"
Someone in the crowd shouted, and the villagers suddenly panicked.
"Yes, yes, it must be a disaster! We are going to be finished!"
"What should I do? I don't want to die!"
"Hey... everything is over! It's over!"
Listening to the discussion of the villagers, Jian Anran pursed her lips and said nothing.
She thought of the werewolf story that Mrs. Li told earlier.
In the story, Azhen, the bride chosen by the werewolf, comes back crazy.
The villagers' reaction was panic, and they seemed to be afraid of something.
Jian Anran's eyes swept over the villagers one by one, and finally settled on Zhuang Zhuang not far away.
Zhuang Zhuang's reaction was probably the most normal in the village.
He saw his sister coming back crazy and injured, with Zhuang Zhuang's eyes red and tears welling up in her eyes.
He wanted to rush forward, but Mrs. Li held her tightly and refused to let him have any contact with Azhen.
Zhuangzhuang's lips moved and he shouted silently: Sister...
It's a pity that Azhen didn't notice Zhuang Zhuang's expression at all. She lowered her head and nervously twirled her fingers.
Her fingers were already dripping with blood, but she didn't stop.
"Village Chief, what on earth is going on?"
Jian Anran's eyes fell on the village chief who came to her side.
The village chief also had a bad look on his face, and he said in a serious tone: "Master Jian, this is a matter in our village, but this has never happened in so many years."
"Is this something happening in your village again?"
After hearing the village chief's words, Jian Anran was completely sure that this matter must have something to do with werewolves.
To be precise, it has something to do with the legend of the Werewolf's Bride.
"Master Jian, since you have already seen the Millennium Candle, please come back. Our village is already very unstable, and I don't want him to have another mishap."
The village chief stared at Jian Anran seriously, with unconcealable hostility in his eyes: "Without you, the village would never have suffered such a misfortune. Now we are all in great misfortune."
Jian Anran looked puzzled. The village chief was afraid that there was something wrong with his brain.
The village chief's words were like turning on some strange switch.
The villagers' hostile eyes also fell on Jian Anran.
The entire audience seemed to have pressed the mute button, with hostile eyes focused on Jian Anran in the center of the crowd.
At this moment, she was no longer the respected Master Jian, but the broom star who brought disaster to the village.
"Get out! Get out of our village!"
Once one voice speaks, other voices can no longer be suppressed.
"Yes! Get out! Our village doesn't need any masters!"
"It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, how could the bride be returned?!"
"Get out! Get out now!"
In the crowd, someone threw a stone at Jian Anran.
Jian Anran's face darkened and she immediately stepped away.
Immediately after, more stones were thrown over, and even though Jian Anran tried her best to dodge, she was still hit a lot by the stones.
The pain made her gasp.
These people really do it when they say it, without any warning!
The villagers' emotions became more and more intense. With the village chief's deliberate connivance, the villagers were no longer content with just throwing stones at her, but were approaching Jian Anran step by step.
Seeing that Jian Anran was about to be surrounded, the cold voice was filled with deep anger: "Stop! What are you doing?!"
Chu Yan led Jian Xingxing and almost rushed to Jian Anran's side. The two of them stood in front of Jian Anran, one on the left and the other on the right.
The man's face was dark, and his whole body exuded a low pressure of anger.
He protected Jian Anran firmly behind him, and his cold eyes intimidated everyone.
Looking at the man standing in front of her, Jian Anran's heart felt warm.
He didn't expect that Chu Yan would stand in front of him at such a dangerous moment.
Jian Anran's fingertips quietly held two talismans.
If the villagers riot, she can react immediately.
"Let's go first, there's no point in staying here."
Jian Anran spoke calmly.
There are only three of them now, and they have no chance of winning against a group of people in the village.
In order to avoid injury, it is better to leave here first.
"Well, let's go."
Although Chu Yan was answering, he still stared at the villagers warily.
Jian Anran pulled Jian Xingxing and walked out of the village with Chu Yan guarding her behind.
At this moment, a stone flew over quietly!
Chu Yan reached out to grab it with a cold face and threw it back with his backhand!
The villagers here are really annoying!
The villagers were frightened by Chu Yan's move, and for a while no one dared to continue taking action.
Taking advantage of this gap, the three of them quickly left the village.
It wasn't until they were far away that Jian Anran breathed a sigh of relief: "It's right here, it's already far away from the village."
"How are the wounds on your body?"
Once he was safe, Chu Yan immediately carefully examined the wounds all over Jian Anran's body.
Jian Anran shook her head slightly, with a comforting smile on her face: "I'm fine, it's just a minor injury."
Chu Yan pursed his lips and said nothing more, but judging from his expression, it could be seen that the man was in a very bad mood.
Jian Xingxing hadn't recovered from the fact that they were kicked out. He murmured in a low voice: "I don't quite understand. Sister Azhen is already back, why did she drive us away? We didn't do anything at all.
It’s something that’s not good for the village!”
"So it's not our problem."
Jian Anran rubbed Jian Xingxing's head, with gentle relief in her voice: "But it doesn't matter, I have already thought of where we should go now."
There was no way he could just leave obediently.
There are still many secrets hidden in this village.
These secrets, for the young girls in the village, and the thousand-year candle used to suppress them...
When she thought of these things, Jian Anran felt that Honglie Village was not safe, and the Thousand-Year Candle placed here was not safe either.
"where to?"
Jian Xingxing rubbed her eyes in confusion.
After all, he was a child, and being kicked out by so many people made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Chu Yan, on the other hand, said thoughtfully: "Go to her?"
"Um."
Jian Anran nodded.
She is falling in love with Chu Yan more and more now. This man seems to have a close connection with her.
It doesn't even need to be explained too much.
When Jian Xingxing was confused, the two had already reached an agreement.
He clicked his lips in confusion and followed the two of them: "Hey, wait for me!"
