The sound of thunder roared loudly through Ghost Town, attracting nearly all the ghosts with the abnormal phenomenon in the sky.
The eternally unchanging grey now underwent a change, and even though it was a change towards the dark night, it added a touch of vitality to Ghost Town.
Qian Cangyi proceeded toward his destination along the wall, wearing a baseball cap on his head, his head slightly bowed, his sharp gaze watching the suspicious ghosts in the surroundings.
Before long, the signboard of the Overturning Bun Shop appeared in front, and not a bit had changed in a hundred years.
The pitter-patter of raindrops fell upon Qian Cangyi's shoulders as he turned right and walked into the empty Bluestone Alley.
"The seventh row, the sixty-seventh brick..."
Qian Cangyi took a deep breath, silently counting the blue bricks stones on the left side.
He found it!
He stopped in his tracks, pulled out a steel dagger from behind, and then inserted it into the blue-stoned wall.