The night grew thicker.
When the last traces of twilight vanished behind the mountain ridges,
night fell.
Genlong Village, with its green mountains and clear waters, was gradually enveloped in darkness.
Although the area of the wild mountains was not vast, the trees were tall, the forest dense, and the underbrush thick.
Once it got dark, you couldn't see your hand in front of you, and it became even harder to find people.
Moreover, after nightfall, it was hunting time for many wild animals, making the forests unsafe.
The wolves may have disappeared, but wild boars were still around; hadn't they just hunted a mature one today?
What's more,
these wild mountains and waters were naturally suitable for snakes to inhabit and thrive.
Fang Qingya had been bitten by a snake, and villagers who had gone into the mountains before had also encountered them frequently.
So...
After dark, the villagers who had come to help with the search spontaneously returned to their homes.
