The gongs and drums were roaring in the sky, wearing red and hanging colors.


    The front yard of the manor is full of red lanterns, curtains, candles, window grilles, and stickers, as if they are about to marry a newlywed family.


    The only thing wrong is that this red is not a festive bright red, but a dark red like blood, and if there is anything, it always feels like there is a black air lingering around.


    Of course, there is another important point, that is, the three people rode in, but there was no one in the entire front yard. Well, ghosts also


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