The next morning.
As soon as Nanzhi woke up and left her room, she felt something was amiss.
Ever since her mother and others came to Lihua Village, she had become rather lazy.
Every day she would wake up around two heliocycles. By that time, the day should be bright. So why was everything still pitch dark today?
"Mother! There's a goblin!"
Shen Zhiyu saw her mother standing there, looking dazed, and pulled at her sleeve, pointing upwards.
Nanzhi taken aback, looked up at the sky.
Seeing the distinct division of light and dark in the sky, her pupils contracted.
What happened?
Last night, the darkness only covered a fifth of the sky. How did it spread to half in just one night?
Worried about the dream she had, Nanzhi was about to call everyone to start packing, when Shen Zhiyu's hand stopped her.
"Mother, grandma and aunt are in the kitchen making pancakes!"
The little one's voice was soft and sweet as she pointed towards the kitchen.