Chen Ge looked through the gap into the room. Even with the aid of Yin Yang Vision, he could not see anything clearly. He trained his ears to listen. There was no sound coming from inside the room. In fact, the whole building was eerily quiet.
"This feels so weird."
An empty apartment building had bowls of white rice placed before every door. That would be an uncomfortable sight for anyone.
"This building does not appear to be prepared for living tenants." Chen Ge pulled back his gaze. He had been through a lot and came to this conclusion based on his previous experience.
"If it is not meant for living tenants, do you mean it is meant for dead tenants?" Xiao Sun held his back with his hands. His sidled between Wen Qing and Chen Ge. His eyes occasionally wandered to other places as if something scary might jump out at him at any moment.
