The light within the whole barrier has a dark, bloody illusion.
When they were outside, the sky was still bright daylight, but here, it's as if they suddenly entered dusk. There is no light; the entire space has a dark red feeling. It's not completely dark, nor is it bright; it's the kind of oppressive weirdness and gloom.
It feels like entering a ghost village.
Xiao Xue suddenly clutched Lianwu's neck tightly and shouted, "Ghost—"
Lianwu…
After shouting, Xiao Xue looked at Lianwu, then at her parents, who were not far away with solemn faces, and asked in confusion, "Why aren't you afraid at all?"
Han Jing gave her a very speechless look, girl, can you stop being silly? The atmosphere here is indeed a bit scary, but can there be a ghost bigger than the one you're holding? Stop kidding, you're holding a ghost and shouting ghost, is it amusing?
Xiao Xue saw that look from her mother and realized there was something a little off.
