Without a doubt.
Ping'an Ancient Town exudes a sense of eeriness everywhere.
The ghost street that doesn't exist in reality, the shrine for the dead, the women washing clothes by the river at night.
Yang Jian, Leuk San, Li Jun, and others have noticed something unusual, but they all tacitly chose not to investigate further because they still need to handle the Ghost Lake incident and don't want to spend too much time and energy elsewhere.
It was already eleven-thirty at night.
Half an hour left until midnight.
"Ah Hong, inform Yang Jian and Leuk San to come here for a meeting; they can't keep wandering off on their own."
At this moment, Li Jun showed a rather strong-willed attitude, wanting to gather everyone together.
"Okay." Ah Hong nodded in agreement without much thought.
Soon.
Yang Jian and Leuk San received the text message.
At this moment, they were still lingering in the shrine, investigating the situation while also searching for the blind old man.
