"What should we do now? The most urgent thing is to leave this place quickly. Wang Heqiang's injuries cannot be delayed any longer."
Looking at the malicious Chen Family Village ghosts around them, Zhou Haidong spoke gravely.
"I don't know either, let's just leave here first," Sun Yan shook his head.
The group followed Sun Yan forward, and the Chen Family Village ghosts blocking their path dispersed, making way for them.
As they passed, Zhou Haidong looked wistfully at the spirit of the deceased Folklore Association member.
The other merely nodded in farewell, without any other actions.
Life and death part ways, humans and ghosts have different paths.
Even if they were once friends, there is no longer a reason to reminisce.
As Sun Yan and the others strode away, a cold smile suddenly appeared on the face of the hunched old man.
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