Walking down the muddy and stony road of Xiaohe Village, Wang Zhifan occasionally turned his head to observe, wanting to find a house that looked like a shop.
He remembered Xiaoqiang saying on the way here that there was a household in the village selling things, and they were all good items for dealing with ghosts and monsters, so he wanted to make a purchase before entering the Land of the Dead Soul, at least to replenish the missing incense.
However, what came into his view were all ordinary and dilapidated houses, and none of the villagers in sight seemed to be intending to do business. Almost every villager had that kind of resistance and hostility in their eyes that he had seen when he went up the mountain, making his heart suspicious.
"I thought I missed it on my way up, turns out there's not even a single shop... Could the shop be at Xiaoqiang's grandmother's house? But that's just an ordinary thatched house..."
