Yang Jian had arrived in a small town.
The town was not large, but it was full of life. Yet when he set foot here that morning, he had not seen a single person. His Ghost Eye swept across the entire town and found that all the residents had moved away, though he did not know where they had gone. However, he sensed a supernatural presence here, because he had seen more than a dozen strange corpses in the fields near the town.
Those corpses had not decayed, nor had they moved. They stood there motionless like wooden puppets, radiating a cold, sinister aura.
But apart from those corpses, Yang Jian had found no trace of a fierce ghost.
He guessed that a supernatural incident had occurred in this town not long ago, killing quite a few people. In their panic, the entire town had fled with their families. But during the evacuation, the ghost might have mingled with the crowd and left with them, which was why it had left behind such an empty town.
Unfortunately, ordinary people did not know the truth and could only make misguided decisions. Once word spread that the town was haunted, no one would dare come here, even if the town was safe.
After burning the dozen or so strange corpses with ghost fire, Yang Jian put up a notice in the middle of the road leading in and out of town.
The notice was simple: Yang Jian, Dachang City Manager, had confirmed that the town was safe and free of supernatural incidents.
He added the time and date beneath it.
That way, anyone who came here would see the notice instead of being frightened into turning around and leaving.
As long as someone dared to settle in the town, it would gradually