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At dusk.

The dusky sky, the sunset glow is charming, like a bunch of soft golden cotton candy, floating above, they are of different shapes, making people imagine.

Below, is a remote town.

Many houses made of earth bricks are located around, there are no high-rise buildings, no cars, and the architectural style is very primitive.

The people here are plainly dressed, with dark skin, and seem to be ethnic minorities.

"According to the legend of the Nahewo tribe, the way the dream catcher protects the dreamer is to trap the nightmare in the center, and the beautiful dream is passed down by the feathers and given to the sleeping person."

A dark-skinned middle-aged man, wearing a coarse cloth shirt, is introducing to everyone.

At this time, Jiang Chen and others are standing at a stall, and a beautiful jewelry is hanging in front of them. Tianlai Novel Network

This jewelry is very beautiful, in a circular shape, with many feathers in the middle, surrounding it like a sunflower, like a blooming flower of the other shore.

Tian Mark smiled and walked to other places with the middle-aged man to visit.

"Oh~ This place is so boring." Xiaoban yawned and stood there dejectedly. He didn't want to move.

"Haha, Daitou, I think you are still asleep!" Xiaowen took the opportunity to mock.

There are many vendors on the street, selling some strange things, which look a bit old. At first glance, it looks a bit like an antique market.

A beautiful long-haired woman, about twelve years old, with dark skin, is performing a graceful dance, with the surrounding drums and music, and her beautiful face makes people indulge in it.

"This is my daughter, Kay." The middle-aged man introduced, his eyes full of pride.

Tian Mark smiled, "Weiss, the last time I saw her, she couldn't walk, and she has grown up in a blink of an eye."

"Yes, things change." Weiss sighed and sighed.

However, Xiaoban on the side was stunned.

"I suddenly realized... this place is not so bad..." Xiaoban stared at the singing and dancing girl with wide eyes.

Weiss smiled slightly, "She is performing the traditional sacrificial dance of our Nahewo tribe."

Xiaoban folded his hands and said nonsense, "I have always wanted to watch traditional dance before the end of summer vacation."

"When did you become interested in traditional dance?" Xiaowen expressed doubts.

At this time, the performance was over.

The young and beautiful dark-skinned woman walked over here with slender legs.

Xiaoban lowered his eyes, his eyes became blurred, and the saliva at the corners of his mouth was about to flow out.

"Ahem... restrain yourself." Jiang Chen was embarrassed for Xiaoban.

Sizzle!

A purple lightning suddenly broke through the sky, and the terrifying thunder suddenly exploded in the air.

The originally clear sky suddenly became dark and gloomy, and the rolling black clouds, like a big hand of the sky, covered the entire town in an instant.

"Are you sure that's not a rain-praying dance?" Xiaowen looked up at the dark sky, with a bad feeling in her heart.

"Very sure." Kai responded.

But just as the voice fell, a dazzling lightning bolt fell from the sky and crashed in front of everyone.

The passers-by around were shocked and fled in a hurry.

One after another, strong lightning bolts roared wildly and continuously bombarded the surrounding houses, as if God was angry.

Then, heavy rain came, and raindrops as big as soybeans poured down.

"It's raining! Get in the old broken car to avoid the rain!" Grandpa said, and ran out.

At that speed, it was impossible to tell that he was a 60-year-old man.

Everyone hurried to catch up.

"Xiaoban? Hurry up." Jiang Chen looked back and saw Xiaoban still standing there in a daze, as if immersed in an indescribable fantasy.

"Ah?" Xiaoban finally reacted, "Why is it raining! Wait for me!"

Boom——

A purple thunderbolt hit Xiaoban behind him, rolling up clouds of dust.

Xiaoban suddenly looked back, his pupils shrank slightly.

In the hazy dust, a huge black shadow was crawling inside, waiting for an opportunity to move...

ps: Thanks to [Su Yingxue from Songcheng] and [Miss Yuan who likes to grow oysters] for a love letter, and [Stranger has returned] for the reminder.

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