In the south of Wuyan Mountain, there is a tree, as high as the sky and as thick as a mountain. This tree is bloodthirsty and is good at luring villagers close to it with its singing, wrapping its belly in human blood and hanging corpses high on its branches.
The naughty boy in the village heard this legend and said with a smile: I have never heard the singing of Shannan. I must go to the mountains to explore someday. If I see the true face of the tree demon, I must make him look for teeth all over the ground!
Fengrui pursed his lips and remained silent amidst the praises of a group of children, his eyes quietly looking in the direction of Wuyan Mountain.
He had heard Shannan's singing in the middle of the night.