Luya, where are you

I looked at my cracked and wrinkled hands and silently covered them with my sleeves. This is very unfair, but I don't have time to lament this injustice. The crows hovering over the forest are constantly lamenting, and suddenly thick fog rises around, making it impossible to see the distant path. Not good, I will get lost here. I haven't found Luya yet, I must find her.

I ran forward recklessly, the seemingly thin mist seemed endless. I walked deep and shallow like a walking corpse, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of me. But I gradually lost my strength and went from walking to crawling. When I could finally touch the black figure that made me unable to leave my sight, he turned around and the piercing cold wind blew over my face. It was a pair of old eyes, and he seemed to be looking at me, but also seemed to be looking at others through me. For some reason, I felt his gaze so familiar, and then my eyes turned pitch black.

There was a strong aroma of meat surrounding me, and I sniffed it alertly. I opened my eyes and found myself by a dilapidated stable. My shoes were damp and damp, obviously dragged by someone in the muddy soil. There is an old man sitting nearby, his hair is gray, but his beard is black, so funny.

I slowly approached him and said, "Excuse me, where am I?"

"There's no free answer here in Niston!" the old man turned around and said rudely.

"What do you want?" I asked tentatively.

The old man stroked his shiny black beard, trying to pretend not to care, but still couldn't resist. His eyes were fixed on the necklace on my chest, which was given to me by Luya. "This necklace is good, that's it," he said with a determined expression.

"No, this is what Luya gave me. I can give you anything else, anything..." I protected the necklace with my hand.

"Luya... if that's the case, then help me find my shoelaces from this pot. Maybe I can help you find the person you're looking for." His eyes rolled round, as if he wanted to see a flaw in my face.