After dawn, this suddenly appeared village will disappear.
As for where this village disappears to...
This is something Beichuan Si doesn't know.
Perhaps to the spiritual realm, or maybe to another space. In any case, all sorts of possibilities could appear.
But there's only one thing that can be certain.
And that is one must leave this soul-binding place that has buried countless people before dawn.
Because unknown is the most dangerous.
Thinking of this, Beichuan Si subconsciously stepped toward the worn wooden double doors.
The next moment—
A painful and twisted voice came from his side:
"That child... that child has always been there..."
"The cursed child..."
Beichuan Si turned his face and saw a twisted pale figure of a priest turn into smoke and vanish on the stairs leading to the second floor on the left.
"..." Beichuan Si.
Seeing this residual image, Beichuan Si stopped, thought, and changed direction, heading for the stairs to the second floor on his left.
