"Innkeeper! Ghosts! There are ghosts!" In the main hall of the inn on the first floor, a shop assistant cried out in panic, his voice trembling slightly: "Innkeeper, what... what do we do?"
"How the hell should I know!"
The innkeeper had been preparing to close up for the night when this incident occurred, causing his scalp to tingle!
Both of their legs were shaking violently, as limp as noodles.
It wasn't that they didn't want to run; they simply couldn't move their legs, they couldn't run at all!
They stared at the inn's entrance in terror.
They saw a strange coffin plastered with numerous talismans lying at the inn's entrance, having appeared out of nowhere!
The talismans on the coffin were badly torn, as if they had been forcefully shredded by some mysterious power, or as if someone had torn them by hand.
The temperature inside the inn...
Seemed to have dropped.
