Every household's doors and windows were tightly shut.
On the main street, let alone a crowd, there were hardly a few vendors to be seen.
These vendors, each with a face pale as death, were filled with an air of intense fear and panic.
If they had any other choice, they wouldn't come out to set up their stalls to make money.
Most crucially, outside the city gate, there wasn't even a guard in sight.
Clearly, the government office of this place had already ceased to function.
At the same time, paper money hung outside many houses.
The houses themselves were long deserted; whether their former occupants had been devoured or had already fled was unknown.
"Luqiu, the demons here have become more rampant than before," Wen Zhixing said. Gazing at the scene before them, both he and Bai Luqiu furrowed their brows.
In just a few short days, some new ominous events must have unfolded here.
