The sky is dark and is filled with thick and heavy clouds that pour rain on the earth, making the surroundings darken as the night falls become darker and hazy and cold. One by one, the lights in the houses lit up while the rainwater seeped through the thatched roofs, making a leak where the drop of water fell on the people inside the house, seeking shelter from the heavy rain.
"The rain is very heavy." One of the Qushan Valley disciples muttered and sighed, feeling his mood was dampened by the rain just like it dampened the soil, creating an earthy smell that he found unpleasant, but Gu Licu liked it. "The townspeople…" he said as he clenched his fists thinking of the people suffering from the epidemic.
The author has something to say:
Really, this isn’t a horror story and I am not good in writing it. But if you are interested, you can check our my other books, I am the Demon (ongoing), and Afterlife Department (completed)! ^_^
Creation is hard, cheer me up!