Gongde Town was right next to Wang Family Town.
It was said that there had once been a Merit Stele, erected to commemorate a great philanthropist who had opened the granaries to aid the people during a year of great disaster, saving countless lives. Although the stele had disappeared long ago, the town had retained its name.
The town was very large.
People came and went.
On ordinary days, it was bustling, with streams of pedestrians everywhere.
But things had been a little off these past two days. It was only five in the afternoon, yet there was practically no one on the streets, and the shops had already closed.
The reason was not complicated.
There were three reasons.
First, supernatural incidents had been occurring frequently. Although Gongde Town had remained trouble-free for the time being, its residents were still living in fear.
Second.
The news had already spread.
Something had happened in Nanhucun Village on the mountain opposite. A vicious ghost was causing trouble.
There was no way to keep it hidden.
The news had spread.
The residents had grown even more worried.
At present, they did not dare leave, because the outside was unsafe too. But if they continued staying in town, it was still quite close to Nanhucun Village, and most people feared that something might happen.
The authorities had issued a notice saying that the matter had been resolved.
But what if there were remnants?
Who knew?
Third.
This was also the most important reason. Recently, all sorts of strange people had been appearing in town.
They did not stay.
They merely passed through.
But every time they passed by, the people nearby felt extremely uncomfortable. They looked normal, and there was nothing unusual about their clothes or appearance, yet there was something indescribably sinister about