The two bottles of essential balm were quickly used up.
Everyone had also arrived at the graveyard, and perhaps due to the previous events, not a single person from the village dared to come to this place anymore, even those who usually worked on nearby farms stayed away, which made the area extremely desolate and eerily quiet.
Only the cawing of crows broke the silence.
It was Ninth Miss's first visit to this place, and upon seeing the black mass of crows perched in the banyan tree, her expression darkened slightly.
"Mourning Eastward one hears no blood; towards the setting sun, the graves without crows are none. Seeing so many crows early in the morning is indeed a bad omen," Ninth Miss said, though she seemed to have been involved in many tomb-raiding businesses and was quite the materialist. She had dared to dissect and study a zombie-like person, so naturally, she wouldn't be frightened by these crows.
However, she still felt it was somewhat ominous.
