Night fell.
Chen Lin stood with Luo Ziwen on a small hill not far from the village, gazing toward it.
According to Luo Ziwen, the bizarre phenomena here only appeared at night. During the day, it really was just an ordinary village, and the houses were ordinary houses. Only the people who emerged each day were different.
But it was already dark, and Chen Lin had noticed no difference from daytime.
"Well? Would you like to go investigate with me?"
Although Luo Ziwen claimed to have narrowly escaped death twice, he still looked eager to try, as though there were something to gain inside those houses.
Chen Lin shook his head. "My strength is meager. I would rather not take the risk yet. If you wish to go, Senior, please feel free."
Although Luo Ziwen had told him a great deal, he still felt that the man was concealing something.
In a place this bizarre, even the slightest error in information could mean the difference between life and death. It might even be worse than knowing nothing at all. Thus, he treated Luo Ziwen's words only as a reference. He would have to investigate for himself to learn the truth.
Luo Ziwen glanced at Chen Lin. "Your blood vitality is so immense it is almost tangible. You must have achieved considerable success in Body Tempering, with strength no weaker than the Golden Core Realm. We may address each other as peers."
Having touched on that point, he took a bamboo hat from his Storage Bag and put it on. "Since you do not wish to go, Fellow Daoist Chen, I shall venture in alone. I hope we can still meet tomorrow!"
Without waiting for Chen Lin to respond, he shot straight toward one of the wooden houses!
Chen Lin watched