782. Chapter 782-Old and Wily

Chapter 782—There Are Ghosts

The effect of the Green Snake Scales was more than just driving away mosquitoes. Even the crickets and katydids in the grass fell completely silent.

More accurately, there were no such insects anywhere nearby in the first place. Everything was deathly quiet. If one deliberately listened for long enough, one would probably scare oneself half to death.

The elderly villagers who had stayed behind went to bed early. Before eight o'clock, the lights in most of the occupied houses gradually went out.

The old Village Chief stood in his own courtyard and gazed from afar at the spot where the tent was set up. The light shining from inside the house stretched his shadow long. After a while, he turned back and closed the door, plunging both inside and outside into darkness.

Rubbing the jade-green snake scale in his hand as though he were trying to polish it to a patina, Old Chen suggested, "How about this? You take the first half of the night, and I'll take the second?"

Since they had already come to this village rumored to have a haunted house, they couldn't get an exact answer without staying alert. All the more reason not to bury their heads in sleep until dawn.

After sunset, the temperature difference between day and night in the mountains was significant. The chill was gradually creeping in, bringing waves of coolness that dispelled the oppressive heat of the day. However, it would grow colder and colder, and they would need to add a blanket in the latter half of the night.

A large latex mattress and straw mat had already been laid inside the tent, along with a quilt and blankets. Lying down inside would be quite comfortable.

"All right. You get some rest. I'll keep watch