Chapter 463

Yang Fan carefully tucked away the amulet Mr. Fan had given him, like a warrior swimming against the current, and plunged into the pitch-black summer night of Shicheng Village.

Neither Mr. Fan nor Elder Liang had specified where to go, so Yang Fan immediately thought of his own home first.

People are inherently selfish.

Faced with such a situation, the first place he wanted to check was naturally his own home.

All along the way, he was cautious, looking left and right, but he never looked back.

Although Mr. Fan had not specifically instructed him, what Little Mother had said contained the experiences often mentioned by the elderly in the village, which no one could verify whether true or false.

But Yang Fan felt that since this was a common belief among everyone, there must be some truth to it.

Before long, Yang Fan arrived in front of his own house.

To avoid startling the women at home, he lowered his footsteps and walked slowly around the house.