South District of Qingshan County Town.
Black smoke swirled around Chen Mu, who lightly touched the rooftop as if he were a black lightning, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
Soon, he had climbed up to the southern watchtower.
In the past, this place was manned all day, on the lookout for fires within the town, and the stealth fire soldiers would be quickly dispatched to extinguish them—a version of an ancient fire brigade.
Chen Mu stepped on the bucket arches and vaulted eaves, leaping to the top. He looked around and saw rows of houses that exuded an ancient and desolate air. The silence around was so deep it made one's heart panic.
The vast Qingshan County had become a ghost town, with countless invisible ghosts wandering within.
If this was the state here, what would the heartland of Da Liang look like?
Taking a deep breath, Chen Mu stopped dwelling on these thoughts and quickly located an area of disturbance.
