The path through the old woods wound and twisted.
Before they knew it.
A thin mist had risen.
Thin mountain mist was common and nothing strange. But this mist was exceptionally chilly. It clung to their bodies like frost blowing straight into their faces, burrowing through their clothes and into the gaps between their bones.
"Those shadows aren't quite right anymore," Liu Yuanyuan said.
"Yes."
"They're fainter than before."
Don had also noticed that the shadows along the roadside, which were used to monitor the forest, had grown much fainter than when they had first entered the mountains. It seemed to be telling them that the surveillance here was weakening.
"If that's the case."
"We might run into some unexpected trouble."
He glanced at the sky.
Only to find that the full moon had also grown somewhat hazy, with a fuzzy halo forming around its edges.
"Yes."
"We're already deep in the mountains."
“Although Yang City has top experts who clear out Evil Spirits, there's no guarantee this place doesn't have some stragglers that escaped extermination and are hiding here. Or perhaps the bigwigs in the city raised a few little pets here for emergencies.”
Liu Yuanyuan had seen plenty of things like this.
In some places.
The most terrifying and murderous Evil Spirit in the vicinity was raised by the local administrators themselves.
It was somewhat like raising bandits to preserve one's authority.
As long as an Evil Spirit existed.
The residents needed protection. They would believe that without the administrators' protection, they would have been killed by Evil Spirits long ago... Most people had no idea that those Evil Spirits were raised by the authorities.
Of course.
The reality was that Evil Spirits were everywhere. Even if one did not keep a Vicious Ghost there, people could still