The night is black and the wind is high.
The night wind howls, like the wailing of a fierce ghost, eerie and creepy.
Chuzheng steps on the ground covered with fallen leaves, walking on the already abandoned bluestone slabs.
There is a small building ahead, standing in the dark, like a giant beast crouching in the night color.
This is a ghost building.
It has been abandoned for decades, and many people used to come here to explore.
But ever since a murder happened a few years ago, no one has come here.
"Just go in like this?"
Chi Jing grabs Chuzheng.
"Otherwise?" Chuzheng retorts, "Beat the drums and tell them I'm here?"
Chi Jing: "..."
That's not what he meant.
Chuzheng walks inside, and Chi Jing has no choice but to follow.
Inside the ghost building, the light is dim, the furniture is there but has been destroyed or rotten.
The ground is littered with plastic garbage, dirty and messy, emitting an unpleasant smell.
