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The three of them found themselves at the highest point of the Ferris wheel, looking down at the dazzling lights that scattered across the ground like stars. The streetlights emitted a soft, warm glow, resembling loyal guardians illuminating the paths of those returning home.
The roads flowed like ribbons of color, converging into a river of light that carried people's dreams and hopes, weaving through the city and infusing it with vitality and energy. Yet, amidst this beautiful tapestry, there was a dark, formless mass churning in one corner of the city.
"What is that?" Huo Jingyu stammered, pointing at the black object with trembling fingers.
"An evil spirit!" Feng Xing's demeanor shifted from ignorance to focus, his cold voice carrying an air of authority.
"I'll call Yan Kongyue!" Lin Qian instinctively thought of Yan Kongyue.
"Where is that place?" Lin Qian asked Huo Jingyu while reaching for his phone.
"I don't know; I've never been there," Huo Jingyu replied.
Lin Qian was about to ask Huo Jingyu to look it up on the map when he suddenly froze, scanning the area around the cabin.
Huo Jingyu was puzzled about what he was searching for and followed his gaze around.
Both of them spoke simultaneously: "Where is everyone? Where's Feng Xing?"
"Just make the call!"
Half an hour earlier, Yan Kongyue had just gotten into Lin Lang's car, and they were cruising through the city.
"Hello?"
"Something's wrong, Yan Kongyue! Feng Xing is missing!"
"What do you mean he's missing?"
Lin Qian quickly recounted what had just happened.
"Can you see where that thing is now?"
"It was floating there just a moment ago, but now it's gone!" Lin Qian lamented; he had only taken a quick look around the cabin, and when he turned back, that thing had vanished.
"Feng Xing might have gone after it. Give me your location!"
"We don’t even know what that place is called. We're on the Ferris wheel now; it's starting to descend, and that place is still quite far from us," Lin Qian provided a rough direction.
"Be careful. I'll find a way to locate Feng Xing!"
After Feng Xing landed, darkness enveloped him. The moonlight seemed to deliberately avoid this area, as if it were shrouded by something sinister.
A four-story building stood before him, devoid of any intact windows. The walls were covered in a thick layer of green ivy, and the yard was damp and cold, as if this midsummer had no connection to this place at all.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Xing lifted his leg and stepped into the dilapidated structure.
Two shattered glass doors leaned against the wall beside the doorframe, and the entrance was strewn with uneven fragments of bricks. However, as Feng Xing walked over them, he made not a sound.
The building was empty and echoing, even the sound of his breath seemed to reverberate. Yet, Feng Xing knew he was not alone here.
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