Chapter 707 The Same Person

The village, shrouded in darkness, had become dangerous.

Yang Jian wandered through the village, without seeing a soul or hearing a single sound. It was eerily quiet, devoid of any noise, not even the screams that precede death.

Yet it was in this silent village that an unknown ghost lingered.

Under such circumstances, an ordinary person would be petrified after standing here for just a minute or two.

But Yang Jian was unlike someone who was untroubled, far from being scared, he was actually very anxious, hoping to immediately find traces of the ghost.

"There's a light over there."

Suddenly.

After making a round, Yang Jian finally spotted a distinctive place, a house with a lit doorway, the only one in the entire village where darkness prevailed without a hint of light elsewhere.

As he approached, he realized the light was coming from the village's ancestral hall.