The outline of Jishi Park in the darkness was especially distinct, but this clarity made the few remaining buildings all the more sinister.
Mr. Beichuan and his group had walked almost the whole way from their guesthouse with only their flashlights piercing the darkness.
This area was part of the old district, lacking even streetlights outside, and the deep darkness unwittingly filled them with unease.
The group climbed over a low iron gate and walked past a fallen signboard, heading straight onto the path leading to the Valley of Scares.
Rustling sounds came from the overgrown bushes, as if something were hiding within.
"The bushes are moving!" Hobu Tian, who had been highly alert, suddenly exclaimed.
He stared at the bush to his right with a terrified look as if to say, 'The bushes moved; I'm not playing anymore'.
Mr. Beichuan glanced at the bush then withdrew his gaze, his eyebrows not flickering in the slightest; "It's nothing."
