Half an hour later.
The taxi slowly entered a dimly lit street where eerie winds whistled around. Compared to the bustling and noisy streets outside, it was like two different worlds.
No matter how you looked at it, it felt creepy and horrifying.
"Young man, it's here. Walk straight ahead, and you'll see the Heavenly Life sign."
Through the front mirror, one could see the driver's uncle's lips trembling, his Adam's apple bobbing, his voice low and shaky.
He didn't dare drive any further because he was too scared to go there.
"Thanks, sir. Keep the change."
Ye Tian took out two hundred yuan bills, pushed open the car door, and walked out. He glanced at the mysterious girl wrapped like a zombie:
"I'm getting off. If you want to go back, just tell the driver."
"Goodbye."
Since getting in the car, the girl had hardly spoken but kept glancing at him now and then, her thoughts unclear.
