Capítulo 418: Chapter 357: Harm Others, Harm Yourself

One could imagine that not long ago, many disheveled individuals, some even without shoes, like refugees, walked into the courtyard in groups. These people were undoubtedly the missing Ghost Villagers, those innocent Mangjia Village villagers who had been murdered.

The surroundings were eerily silent. Quan Doufeng steeled himself to walk towards the courtyard gate, carefully treading on the wet and slippery stone path, freshly wet from the rain.

Hesitating in front of the courtyard gate for a moment, Quan Doufeng finally mustered the courage to step over the threshold and enter the courtyard. The red moonlight in the night sky spilled down, casting the entire courtyard in a sinister crimson hue, reminiscent of a slaughterhouse.

Quan Doufeng couldn't tell if it was an illusion, but he thought he could smell a hint of blood—fleeting and nearly imperceptible, as if it were luring him deeper.