When I mentioned the Stray Dog Shelter Center, both Pan Ling and Zhang Yuchen froze for a moment.
Zhang Yuchen immediately asked back,
"A Stray Dog Shelter Center?"
Pan Ling spoke up as well.
"Dog-related evil energy, and a stray dog shelter... I can't help thinking of the Black Mastiff King from last year."
I nodded.
"That's right, I thought of that too. But we won't know what's going on until we go take a look.
And from the looks of it, this evil energy has infected quite a few people.
That female saleswoman just told me that in the neighborhood where she lives,
two residents with similar possession symptoms went mad and died.
Including the three I saw, that makes five people. There could be more.
We have to find the source of this, or things will only get worse!"
Zhang Yuchen nodded.
"Alright, then let's go check it out now!"
Pan Ling gave an "Mm" as well.
The three of us then left and headed toward the Stray Dog Shelter Center Zhou Qingqing had mentioned.
It was already dark, and the alleyways were pitch-black and gloomy.
We carefully made our way forward. After passing several intersections, we arrived at the Stray Dog Shelter Center Zhou Qingqing had mentioned.
It was an old, rundown factory building from the eighties.
No one knew what kind of factory it used to be, but a wooden sign now hung outside.
"Stray Dog Shelter Center!"
The main gate was tightly shut. Even standing outside, we couldn't hear any dogs barking within.
The three of us stood at the entrance and looked inside.
I couldn't see anything unusual.
Then I asked Pan Ling beside me,
"Pan Ling, do you sense anything strange about this shelter?"
Pan Ling didn't answer right away. She narrowed her