According to the game rules, a villager would turn into a werewolf each night.
The little girl's mother happened to transform into a werewolf—this made sense, but Bai Youwei felt an increasing sense of strangeness, as if she had missed something—or mistaken something?
Her gaze moved from the woman on the ground to the house—
Red roof, white walls, surrounded by a small courtyard with beans and scallions planted within.
She saw the face of a little girl behind the glass window; the girl was staring ominously at the pleading woman on the ground, her mouth corners gradually rising, then stretching wide… Although it was just a cherry-like small mouth, it stretched larger and larger, beaming ecstatically, almost to the back of her ears, like the village chief.
Bai Youwei felt a chill in her heart!
Just as she thought to tell Shen Mo, the face behind the window flashed by and vanished.
"What's wrong?" Shen Mo noticed her unease and asked softly.
