Capítulo 451: The Adventures Of The Cross Slope (1)

Ling Pingan looked at the time on his phone.

10:30 pm.

The moon was dark and the wind was high. The streetlights on the roadside seemed to be flickering due to the lack of maintenance.

The lights were flickering.

In the depths of the alley, there was the faint whimper of a wild cat.

In the distant forest, there seemed to be the low growl of an owl.

Most of the shops on both sides of the road were closed.

There was only faint light coming through the cracks in a few doors.

At the junction ahead, a rusted road sign was hanging on a telephone pole.

On it was written 'Northern Road', with directions.

Ling Pingan scratched his head and looked at the sparse buildings on both sides of the road.

"So this is a place that sells funeral supplies..."

The shops on the side of the road were mostly shroud shops and paper money shops.

At the intersection, he could see piles of burnt paper money.