Wang Xiaocao's Fast Travel

What is certain now is that Donglin Town is the surface world, Misty Town is the inner world, and these vampires are monsters from Misty Town.

So the question is, is the village where the woman lives in the inner world or the outer world?

What confused her even more was that she clearly remembered that she was resting in the orchard, but why did she suddenly appear in this strange place?

Recalling the misty mountain where the orchard was located, she realized that it might be the influence of the legendary misty town. This mysterious misty mountain seemed to have some kind of power that brought her to Donglin Town.

No! Wang Xiaocao suddenly realized that she was wrong. Perhaps it was not the fog that brought her to this place, but that woman who brought her here.

As this thought came to her mind, Wang Xiaocao suddenly understood why the unknown force, which was originally just a bystander, suddenly lost control after hearing the child's cry. It turned out that from the beginning, the purpose of that force was to find the missing child.

Wang Xiaocao recalled the scene in which he offered to help find the child in front of the woman, and couldn't help but covering his face. Isn't this just jumping into the door on his own initiative?

Then, she was almost certain that her coming here was probably the work of that woman.

How could someone with this ability be an ordinary human? She must be a native of the foggy town.

Wang Xiaocao's guess was almost right. As she became more and more sober, the unknown force could no longer control her and she returned to the position of a bystander.

However, the child still needs to be found.

No matter who does it, human trafficking is wrong. Whether it is done out of necessity or for other reasons, the fact that it is a crime cannot be escaped.

Before leaving, Wang Xiaocao hesitated for a moment, but decided to take the diary away with him. It could be considered as a piece of evidence.

She took a deep breath, turned around and walked into the passage again. This time, she chose another fork, praying silently in her heart that she could find the children.

The light in the passage was still dim, and filled with a damp and decaying smell. A faint light flickered on the wall, as if guiding her forward.

Wang Xiaocao walked carefully, her steps light and cautious. With every step she took, she could feel her heartbeat quickening, and her nervousness made her breathing quicken.

It's too dark, and in this environment, it's normal for people to feel nervous.

As time went by, the passage seemed to become narrower and narrower, and the air around became more and more oppressive. But Wang Xiaocao did not stop, she firmly believed that as long as she kept moving forward, she would definitely find the children.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise coming from the front, like someone whispering.

Wang Xiaocao's heart tightened, and he immediately stopped and listened carefully. The sound became clearer and clearer, as if a group of people were talking in low voices.

Wang Xiaocao's heart was in her throat as she slowly approached the source of the sound. When she finally reached the corner, she was stunned by the scene in front of her.

I saw a group of children sitting together, their faces terrified and full of helplessness. When they saw Wang Xiaocao, a glimmer of hope appeared on their faces.

Hush! Wang Xiaocao put her index finger on her mouth, signaling the children not to say anything. The children covered their mouths and stared at her with wide eyes, as if they understood the seriousness of the matter.

She carefully hid in a very secluded corner, and secretly observed the group of people through the gaps in the obstacles.

There were not many people in the group, only ten in total. Most of them were tall, serious-looking middle-aged men. They gathered together and seemed to be discussing something important in a low voice.

Standing in the middle of the group of people was an old man who looked very old. He was wearing a gray robe and his face was covered with deep and shallow wrinkles, as if he had experienced countless years of baptism. He had his hands behind his back and his eyes were sharp, revealing a kind of majesty and confidence.

At this moment, the old man was listening quietly to the discussions of the people around him, but he did not say a word, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.