Chapter 563

"Actually, most supernatural incidents showed signs beforehand. People just often overlooked them."

Geralt walked over to a patch of lush grass.

He pushed it aside.

Under the dim light, two dead birds lay beneath it, giving off a foul stench.

Geralt went to the base of the wall and suddenly lifted a stone slab, revealing a dense mass of centipedes underneath.

The largest was as long as a chopstick and as wide as a thumb.

Melinda hurriedly covered her mouth to keep from screaming.

Robert fell silent. After a long while, he stubbornly said, "I won't believe it unless Satan appears right in front of me... Melinda, go upstairs and stay with Robbie. Don't come out."

Melinda's house had a layout similar to Geralt's. The living room was just inside the entrance, with an open kitchen, and there was a bathroom and storage room beside the stairs.

After the three entered, Melinda poured Geralt a glass of water, apologized, then went upstairs to the master bedroom to join her son.

Inside the bedroom, her son Robbie was looking through a picture book.

A six-year-old might not have fully understood what was happening, but children could sense their parents' emotions.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Robbie looked at his mother worriedly.

Melinda's heart warmed. She forced a smile. "It's nothing."

After thinking for a moment, Melinda took out the remaining Fire Tree Seed and salt from her bag and sprinkled them along the edges of the door and windows. When she was done, she hugged Robbie. "How about Mommy tells you a story?"

"Okay!" Robbie clapped happily.

On the first-floor living room.

Geralt held an instrument resembling a compass. Inside was a double-pointed needle, white on one end and red on the other.

"Normally, humans couldn't see ghosts with the naked eye unless