The night in Baishui Town was filled with continuous rain.
Near the dimly lit street, colorful neon lights flickered, and on the silent road, groups of people walked in the rain with their heads down. In the deep sewers, bloodshot eyes were peering at the approaching living, everything seemed so eerie, giving a sense of fear, making one eager to escape from here.
However, having arrived at a paranormal place, how could one leave here so easily.
Yang Jian and Liu Qi were walking on the dim street, observing the abnormalities around them.
This had already become a Ghost Town.
Any danger could appear. Fortunately, they were ghost handlers with the ability to combat the paranormal; otherwise, ordinary people would find it challenging to survive here.
Passing by a roadside shop with a flickering neon sign, Yang Jian glanced slightly.
"Inn Lodging."
