In the dim cemetery, the rhythmic clinking of tapping resounded.
Ghosts wandering the cemetery were inscribing tombstones, leaving the names of the living upon them.
Once a new name was completed, the person with that name within the cemetery would be buried, forever remaining in this field of graves, becoming a slowly decaying and vanishing corpse in an old tomb.
Yang Jian, expressionless, still walked briskly along the muddy path lined with mounds of graves, despite the tapping sounds.
The ghost's efficiency in killing was too slow.
Killing only one person at a time, if it weren't for the bad luck of being targeted earlier, he wouldn't have been so anxious.
After all, having figured out the method of murder, he had some confidence.
Soon.
The group returned the way they came, seeming to have wasted their time on this trip, recklessly losing Luo Su Yi, a member of the supernatural forum, and nearly causing Yang Jian to perish in this haunted place.
