Old Meng's attention shifted in an instant.
"It!"
Old Meng grew excited at once.
"It's something evil!"
"It'll bring you bad luck!"
"We have to drive it away!"
As he spoke, Old Meng lunged toward Feifei again.
Feifei's half-closed eyes snapped open.
Old Meng felt as though he'd been struck by a heavy blow.
His whole body went cold.
His hands and feet stiffened.
Xiao Xiao smiled faintly.
"Grandpa Meng."
"Why do you think it'll bring bad luck?"
"Grandpa Meng!"
Xiao Xiao raised his voice slightly.
Old Meng suddenly came back to himself.
His forehead was damp with sweat.
Old Meng stared blankly at the young man.
Xiao Xiao's lips curved.
"Grandpa Meng."
"Are you all right?"
Only after a beat did Old Meng realize what the young man had asked. He shook his head hurriedly.
He was fine.
What could possibly be wrong with him—
He accidentally met Feifei's eyes and whipped his head away.
He nearly wrenched his neck.
That creature's eyes...
They were terrifying...
Old Meng shuddered.
"Are you really all right?"
Xiao Xiao asked again.
Old Meng didn't look all right.
Old Meng turned his head.
The young man's gentle face came into view.
He was a little annoyed.
"I'm fine!"
This time, he'd learned his lesson.
He stopped looking over the young man's shoulder.
"What did you ask me just now?"
To keep the young man from asking if he was all right again, Old Meng spoke first.
"I'd like to know..."
Xiao Xiao tilted his head slightly.
"Why do you think it'll bring bad luck?"
Was it an innate prejudice against demons?
Did Old Meng know...
that what he'd seen was a demon?
"It does bring bad luck!"
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