Zheng Xiu, carrying a painting scroll on his back, traveled north in the company of Chu Susu and Ruchen.
Along the way, they were intercepted by several waves of the Night Guard.
Though they were merely Night Guards, no matter how many came, it felt as though they were just throwing their lives away.
But faced with an endless stream of bizarre and cunning Miracle Techniques, Zheng Xiu didn't dare let his guard down.
The Ravens in the sky ahead grew more numerous. Sometimes, in the dead of night, Zheng Xiu thought he could hear rushed breathing and gasps right by his ear.
Chu Susu said that was the sound of the Raven People closing in on their target.
Their "flight" continued, and before they knew it, it was the second day of the second month.
「Daqian. Yizhou State.」
This was a treacherous place the locals called Ghost Wail Forest.
The forest's terrain was rugged, with rolling hills, subterranean rivers, and a network of pits and bizarre caves.
