"Any recommendations?" Zhang Heng did not dwell on the previous question, and decided to answer the old man directly.
"Gilman Hostel. They serve delicious food and provide soft beds," the old man replied. "I can take you there." Upon saying that, he turned around and walked away, as though beckoning Zhang Heng to follow him.
Zhang Heng took another good look at the church that stood before him. It did not look like a real church since he could sense the evil and insanity oozing out of it, just like the town itself.
A man in a black robe and golden crown walked past the church, but Zhang Heng could not see what he looked like under the robe.
Since Zhang Heng was not close to the mysterious man that just passed the church, he stopped walking and glared at Zhang Heng with his protruding eyes, like a toad.
