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Hearing these words, Lin Feng, who had been lost in thought, suddenly came to his senses and inwardly exclaimed: That's right! This has been the very doubt lingering in his mind, but he had just been too distracted to recall it earlier.
Thus, Lin Feng stepped forward and asked urgently, "Then, according to your words, what exactly is the reason behind this strange phenomenon?"
The man in black replied coldly, his expression unchanged, "The reason this is happening is because there are ghosts!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Zihao's eyes widened in anger as he shouted, "That's utter nonsense! Under the clear sky, how can there be any talk of ghosts? Do not spread such deceptive words to confuse the people!"
The man in black let out a light snort and slowly shook his head. "Since you do not believe me, then so be it. I was merely trying to advise you, but you choose to ignore my words. It is of no use for me to say more; you should take care of yourselves."
With that, he turned and strode away, disappearing into the distance in the blink of an eye.
Only Lin Feng remained standing there in a daze. Zhang Zihao turned to him urgently and said, "My lord, please do not listen to this man's nonsense!"
Lin Feng nodded slightly in agreement and replied solemnly, "I would never easily believe such absurd tales; talk of ghosts and deities is merely a manifestation of people's fears."
Yet despite this conviction, he was well aware that the situation before him was indeed quite bizarre. After deep contemplation, Lin Feng decided to stay overnight at this place to investigate further. After all, as the man in black had pointed out, the fact that every household was devoid of dust indicated that people frequently came and went here.
That night, they found a relatively spacious house where they planned to spend the night. At this moment, Lin Feng was alone in his room. Having just finished dinner, he was reclining on his bed for a brief rest.
His mind was racing with thoughts about a series of recent mysterious incidents; the situation seemed increasingly perplexing. What had started as occasional sightings of people had escalated to an entire village being completely deserted. What could have caused this?
Lin Feng pondered deeply, trying to find a clue amidst the tangled web of information. Just as he was lost in thought about various scenarios swirling in his mind, a faint rhythmic knocking sound suddenly broke through the silence from outside his door.
The knocking seemed to shatter the tranquility within the room and brought Lin Feng back to reality in an instant. He furrowed his brow and asked softly, "Who is it?" His tone carried a hint of suspicion and alertness.
A respectful voice replied from outside, "My lord, it is I, Lu An."
Hearing the familiar voice of his subordinate eased some tension within Lin Feng; however, he remained vigilant in his heart.
"Come in." As Lin Feng's voice fell, the door was slowly pushed open, and Lu An stepped in with steady strides.
Upon entering, he saw Lin Feng sitting upright on an ancient wooden chair, his gaze deep and focused ahead, seemingly still lost in thought.
Lu An slightly bowed and said, "My lord, the situation has become increasingly perplexing."
His expression was somewhat grave, clearly worried about the current circumstances.
Lin Feng nodded gently, acknowledging Lu An's perspective, and replied, "Indeed, the developments have surpassed our initial expectations."
Then Lin Feng asked, "What do you think about this matter?"
He turned his gaze toward Lu An.
Lu An pondered for a moment before slowly speaking. "In response to your inquiry, my lord, I believe this case is likely connected to this village and Daliang Mountain in some way. After all, all the clues point here."
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