Near the mountains at dusk, in the deserted streets, the fortune teller is about to close his stall.
A woman covered in blood appeared at the entrance of the alley. She panicked and shouted for help.
Chen Yuejin, who had just closed the stall, supported the woman.
"Help me, yes, there is a lunatic who wants to kill me with a knife!" The woman trembled, her teeth chattered, her eyes swayed left and right, and she looked around nervously.
"Don't save me." The door next to him, which had never seen anyone, opened a crack at some point, revealing an eye.
The owner of the eyes said: "She is not human."
"You are not human!" The woman screamed and collapsed.
Dusk has arrived, and the butcher's knife quietly enters the alley.
The crow stood on the wall and smiled strangely, watching everything.
Chen Yuejin's heart sank slightly.
Who's talking about panic?
Intention: Believe in yourself and have firm faith