“You said the town mayor knows about this. Do you dare to come with us to see him?” Li Haoran didn’t believe their ghostly nonsense, hoping to see a trace of fear in their expressions.0

Unfortunately, he saw none.0

The four humans and three ghosts waited the entire night in the dilapidated temple. As the sky began to turn bright, with the moon emitting a soft glow and gradually transitioning into the sun, they set off to visit the town mayor.0

Guhuai Town was famous for its locust trees. They could be seen everywhere, and most were up in years. The thickest old locust tree was so massive that even three Lu Yangs couldn’t wrap their arms around it.0

The white-robed ghost, who called herself Little Seven, told them that this ancient locust tree was over a thousand years old, older than the town itself.0

Locust trees were of a yin nature, so the entire town had a gloomy atmosphere with...0