The Shadow That Slipped In

A little after seven in the evening.

Dachuan City Airport was silent and dim, not even its lights switched on. The enormous place looked as though it had been abandoned.

But with Yang Jian's arrival, the place seemed to be activated at once. All the lights quickly came on, while all sorts of strange sounds echoed through the silent surroundings.

Figures also moved back and forth through the empty airport terminal.

They were airport staff, along with some passengers who had remained at the airport.

No one knew where these people had come from, but their numbers were startling after they appeared. Every glass door was crowded with people, as if they were going to encircle the entire airport.

"I'm here."

The fierce ghost controlled those living dead and made them speak, the voice endlessly drifting through the air.

The sound came from near and far, like a fierce ghost wandering through the darkness. At times it appeared in the distance, then suddenly seemed close at hand.

You had no way of knowing where the ghost truly was.

Under such circumstances, if someone were not mentally strong enough to overcome that fear, they might collapse on the spot.

After all, no one could remain unmoved while knowing a ghost was prowling nearby.

"Don't pay attention to those sounds. The source of the sound isn't where the ghost is. The sounds are meant to mislead us. The real ghost might be standing in some corner, watching us," Yang Jian reminded them, then glanced around the airport.

Rows of eerie people stood there, all with their eyes open, motionlessly staring in this direction.

Any one of them could have been the real ghost.

But confirming it would be extremely difficult, because the ghost could move.

Yang Jian's previous two attempts had both