"What time is it?"
"It's already 2:45 a.m."
Inside the main hall of the Mountain God Temple, three people sat before the altar. An oil lamp stood in the middle. Candles blazed all around, illuminating the entire area. Although it was pitch-black outside the door, the strange sounds moved only within the courtyard.
Several candles by the entrance had already gone out.
But no strange thing had tried to enter the hall, which allowed the three people other than the burly man to breathe a sigh of relief.
As long as they didn't come in, everything was fine!
That meant they were temporarily safe.
The burly man, however, showed no sign of relaxing. From time to time, he glanced at his watch. The hands were turning bit by bit, moving toward three in the morning.
"Almost."
"It's almost three."
"It'll be dawn at six, and the sun will come out then."
The White-clothed youth spoke.
Supernatural Events were basically never encountered in the urban district.
But related knowledge had already been taught in school. If an accident occurred, all they had to do was remain calm and wait for rescue. If rescue did not arrive, they would basically be safe once the sun came out in the morning.
"Yeah."
"Almost."
"The Gate of Ghosts is about to open."
The burly man spoke as well.
"???"
The three ordinary people heard this, and their barely relaxed nerves tightened again.
The White-clothed youth hurriedly asked:
"Boss."
"What Gate of Ghosts?"
Holy crap!
The Gate of Ghosts?
Why did that term sound so creepy?
"Heh."
"The Gate of Ghosts is just the Gate of Ghosts."
The burly man chuckled.
He looked outside the door.
"From three to five in the morning, it's the most sinister period of the day. During this time, it's