Hoofbeats, Little Ancestral Hall Entrance Decked in Festive Colors

I had rested enough.

Though I still felt a little tired, the discomfort in my body had eased considerably.

I said to Ye Jinghong, "Let's go."

It was not that I was worried about wasting time. After all, I knew time followed no rules at all in this trial. Take the scenes I had gone through earlier—Ye Jinghong said they had only lasted a few minutes, but to me, they had felt like several hours, even more than ten.

Ye Jinghong reached out to help me up. I told her I could walk on my own now. She withdrew her hand but kept watching me, wanting to see whether I really could manage.

I stood up.

Just then, we heard hoofbeats.

How could there be hoofbeats?

They were very close to us, coming from directly ahead.

Yet we could not see anything.

It was not because the night was too dark. Our vision was actually quite clear; under the faint moonlight, we could make out every blade of grass and every tree before us.

Where had a horse come from?

Just as we were growing suspicious, the horse appeared.

It emerged more than ten meters away from us.

Someone was sitting on its back. The figure did not look very big, and I even suspected it was a child.

Ye Jinghong saw it too and cried out in surprise, "Little Nian Bai?"

I saw clearly as well. It really was Little Nian Bai. He looked exactly as he had when he disappeared at Green Garden Residential Area, even wearing the same clothes.

Sure enough, we had not guessed wrong. Everything we had experienced revolved around Little Nian Bai.

The horse walked slowly, and in the stillness of the night, its hoofbeats sounded exceptionally loud.

Little Nian Bai sat on the