"...Alright."
Wang Congshan sighed and also squeezed into the cloak.
The lion skin trembled a few times and slowly stood up, moving towards the corridor, occasionally voices coming from underneath the lion skin like "Don't step on my foot." "Slow down, I can't keep up!"
The two bickered noisily while holding up the lion skin and entered the corridor.
The lantern hanging in the inner courtyard emitted light, illuminating the lion dance,
most of the rays were refracted by the mirror fragments on the surface of the lion dance,
a few rays hit and caused the uncovered areas to grow a grotesque, visible deep shadow.
Inside the lion dance, Li Ang and Wang Congshan could distinctly feel the weight of the lion skin above them mysteriously increasing,
it seemed like the whole lion skin was gradually coming to life, exerting pressure from all directions, wrapping around them.
