Crackle, crackle.
In the vast abandoned factory, the space seemed rather empty. Around a pile of kindling and bonfire, the atmosphere turned a bit chilling.
The shrinking flames constantly devoured the dry wood, making crackling sounds, finally regaining their vigor, as the warmth spread around.
"Huff~"
Someone silently exhaled a breath of cold air.
KIKI grabbed onto Lin Xian's sleeve, her eyes filled with fear and unease.
"What do you mean by ghosts? How are they different from zombies and other eerie things?" asked Lin Xian.
"I don't know. The reason for such a description is mainly because these incidents often come with supernatural phenomena, just like that 1542 radio station we just talked about."
Lin Xian furrowed his brows.
Supernatural phenomena, just hearing about it was enough to give someone the creeps.
Jiang Yun, seeing the conversation turn cold, spoke up to break the silence,
