A sunny day at last!
Daylight spilled in from outside and fell across Professor Han's face. He suddenly opened his eyes, looked confused for a moment, then sprang out of bed.
"Someone..."
He reached beside his pillow and felt the cleaver underneath it, then spotted the stick standing beside his bed.
Everything was where he had left it.
It seemed like a nightmare...
But had it really been a nightmare?
Professor Han had been badly frightened. He turned his gaze toward the door.
The door stood securely in place, with nothing wrong with it. The lock was intact, too.
He felt around beside him. The stick was still there, and nothing seemed unusual.
He looked at the floor again. It was clean, without any Repentance Banknotes.
Everything that had happened last night seemed like a fleeting dream.
He sat down and stayed motionless on the bed for a long while. Then Professor Han went outside for a short jog and some exercise, ate breakfast, and sat at his desk. Taking out his fountain pen, he faithfully recorded what had happened the night before.
He also sketched the scenes from his hallucination.
Real or not, it was always good to keep a record. He withheld judgment, waiting until Lin Feng returned before deciding.
Lin Feng certainly knew more about this place than he did.
He would ask him what had happened when he returned.
While he was doing all this, dark clouds blocked the daylight over the Kiln, and an uncanny presence continued to grow.
The place had become a ghost domain.
Even the Yin Gods kept their distance, as though an overlord among Yin Objects occupied the place.
Several enormous, powerful Yin Gods coveted it, heedless of the danger, but they were all hesitating.
Through various strange means, their power