Yan Xiaoyi did not answer. Her gaze was drawn to a bizarrely shaped fruit tree right in the middle of the courtyard.
It was covered in strange fruits shaped like human children, each in a different posture. Seen from afar, it looked as though countless children were hanging from the branches, creating a deeply eerie atmosphere.
Yan Xiaoyi swung a dung ladle and knocked one down. The moment it hit the ground, the fruit smashed to pieces, yet it oozed red liquid just like a human being.
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