C270 Xanthoderma

That night, how could Wang Shuigen and his wife dare to sleep? The two of them were so scared that they hid in the corner of the bed, not daring to even speak. Only after dawn did he brace himself and open the door. The piece of yellow leather that he had killed was still hanging in front of his door. His neck was tied up by a hemp rope, making him look like a hanged man