There was something... deeply wrong with this Qin Manjiang.
Under everyone's wary gazes, Qin Manjiang himself looked utterly bewildered.
What was wrong?
They had been chatting perfectly well just now.
"Hey, he seems to have completely forgotten what he just did..." He Jian whispered.
"What did I just do?" Qin Manjiang heard He Jian's muttering and looked at everyone in surprise.
After taking a moment to recover, Shi Lianshan felt the atmosphere had returned somewhat to normal. He hurriedly started the vehicle again and continued toward Xianyang Village. If they were late, everyone in the vehicle would die.
"Little Qin, I suggest you find time to get a checkup at a hospital."
Qin Manjiang had no idea why. This was already the second person to tell him that lately.
"Forget it, forget it. Let's drop it and get moving. Hopefully that Tenth Seat can make it on time too. I suggest you all get some sleep in the vehicle first. Once we get to a place like that, we won't be able to sleep soundly for these seven days."
That made sense, and Qin Manjiang took the advice, dozing for a little while.
He had a gift: he never dreamed when he slept.
His sleep quality had been astonishingly good since childhood.
"Screech-"
The inertia from braking woke Qin Manjiang from his nap.
"Wake up, everyone. We're here..."
Shi Lianshan's voice rang out. In truth, the others had never fully fallen asleep. Who could sleep peacefully in a place they knew was haunted?
Except Qin Manjiang.
Everyone looked outside through the windows.
They had set off that morning, and now dusk was approaching.
The sun had sunk behind the other side of the mountains, leaving only brilliant red clouds filling half the sky.
Surrounded by mountains, the houses stood scattered