"If I don't look, is it less likely to affect me?" Yi Pei asked.
Closing one's eyes might have some effect, but it couldn't be decisive.
Xu Huo glanced outside, "The rain is getting heavier, you should go back."
After bidding farewell to the grandfather and granddaughter, Yi Pei left the courtyard.
It was as dark as night, and by evening a heavy downpour had started, one that couldn't be withstood with an umbrella, and naturally, no one ventured outside in the rain.
Just after nightfall, a faint scream suddenly came from outside. Xu Huo immediately went into the yard. Seeing him about to leave, the little girl quickly stopped him, "Don't go outside at night."
"I'm worried something has happened to my friend." Xu Huo stepped out of the courtyard, but turned to see the old man calling his granddaughter back and firmly closing the courtyard door.