The convoy passed the cow's carcass and continued onward. The farther they went, the worse the road became, and the chirping insects and birdsong on either side gradually dwindled.
Until, at last, their surroundings fell utterly silent.
Finally, a village appeared ahead, with a few scattered lights flickering in the darkness. Several barks broke the silence and oppressive atmosphere of their journey, yet everyone's relaxed expressions turned serious instead.
"We're here."
"Everyone here died years ago. Where's that barking coming from?"
"Everyone, be careful..."
"Leave the three strongest teams here. Head to the east side of the village," Jiang Hongyu said then.
Qin Tiancheng and Zhao Daniu immediately jumped out and each pointed out three vehicles. The teams in those vehicles all consisted of one Martial Sect Disciple leading three or four Jiangbei C-Class Unusual Persons.
They were the strongest people present.
Jiang Chen glanced ahead. The outline of a mountain lay to the right, presumably the so-called Qishan, while Qishui was north of the village and could not be seen from here.
People said eerie things lurked deep in the mountains. In a ghost village, the side nearest the mountain was certainly the most dangerous.
That was why Jiang Hongyu had made this arrangement.
Three vehicles stopped.
Their occupants got out and headed toward the village, while the others continued on. After another kilometer or so, the lead vehicle turned onto a patch of wasteland, clearing the road for those behind.
Jiang Hongyu, Zhao Daniu, Qin Tiancheng, another man of around thirty, and a very plainly dressed woman in her thirties got out.
Five people in all.
They were the strongest members of this operation, all at C-Plus Rank.
Jiang Chen noticed that the elderly man from that day had not come along. It seemed that even Martial Sect