Xu Xiangyang paid no attention to Zhu Qingyue's words and simply crossed his legs as he sat down on the bed. The three of them formed a triangle with the deck of cards in the middle. They played cards while chatting.
"So, did you hear about the situation from them?"
He recounted everything he had just heard.
"Are these two things related?"
"Not sure," Xu Xiangyang shook his head, "Even if it truly is the unsettled spirit of the woman killed by the murderer, I can't think of any reason for them to appear on the highway. If it were due to the interference of the Distant Realm Power, turning them into Evil Spirits wandering the original crime scene, that would make more sense..."
"Then he shouldn't have casually said that. I bet the tourists were terrified when they heard about it."
"Indeed."
Even though the three of them were not ordinary people, without any clues, they were all in a fog, unable to come to any conclusions.
"I'm not playing anymore!"
