Chi Jiao and Quan Jue were directly behind Huo Chen, with Beitang Lie and Pei Yao bringing up the rear.
Just as Huo Chen had said, Feng Tong Village was like a maze. All the houses looked the same with small, square yards. The roads were very narrow, and there were many twists and turns.
Although it was only eight or nine in the evening, the village was like a huge beast that had entered into a deep slumber. Apart from the cold, whistling wind, there was complete silence.
There were no street lamps on either side of the road, but there was a white lantern hanging at the entrance of every house. The pale light emitted from the white lanterns barely illuminated the road.
"Are you afraid?" Quan Jue suddenly asked the girl beside him in a low voice.
Chi Jiao was observing her surroundings curiously. She didn't look afraid at all.
This was the first time she had seen such a clean village.
