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When Wang Guangfu said the words "there are ghosts," his voice became very low, and it carried a slight tremor, instantly creating a terrifying atmosphere.

Even Qin Tian was startled upon hearing it.

Ghosts?

Qin Tian frowned slightly, feeling somewhat incredulous.

Qin Tian is a thorough atheist, and tales of monsters and ghosts are just for scaring others, completely ineffective on him.

The so-called ghosts are made-up stories by the elderly to frighten others, merely scaring themselves. In this world, there are no ghosts.

However, seeing Wang Guangfu so serious, he felt a bit uneasy.

Even though he didn't believe in ghosts, perhaps it's true that just because he hasn't seen them, it doesn't mean they don't exist?

"Uncle Wang, what did you say?" Qin Tian asked.

"I said, ghosts often appear in the Mengbei Mountain Range."

Wang Guangfu leaned closer to Qin Tian, speaking in a lowered voice, "Brother Qin Tian, you might not believe it, but our Mengbei Mountain Range is said to have been an ancient battlefield where many major battles occurred, with corpses piling up like mountains, later turning into a burial mound... So at night, lonely spirits often roam the mountains, and people from our ancient Mengbei Village never enter the mountains at night!"

Damn, are there really ghosts?

Listening to Wang Guangfu's vivid description, Qin Tian felt like he was listening to a story, staring at him in disbelief.

"Uncle Wang, are you telling the truth? Lonely spirits... has anyone in your village actually seen them?" Qin Tian asked in a low voice.

Wang Guangfu replied earnestly:

"Of course, in our ancient Mengbei Village, at least dozens of people have seen ghosts in the Mengbei Mountain Range. In our Wang Family Village alone, five or six people have seen them. I haven't personally seen one, but the people in our village would never lie. They described the ghosts as having long, disheveled hair, some wearing white clothes, some in black, looking very frightening, just like in horror films!"

Qin Tian was utterly bewildered, his heart tightening once again.

However, he checked the time—it was already around four in the afternoon, and he had to decide whether to venture into the mountains now.

Without a doubt, regardless of any supernatural entities in the Mengbei Mountain Range, Qin Tian had to investigate the mysterious and strange place he saw at Broken Cliff today.

So, once decided, Qin Tian stopped listening to Wang Guangfu's ghost stories about the Mengbei Mountain Range and said, "That's enough, Uncle Wang. No matter what, I'm going into the mountains today. Don't worry, I have a gun."

"But, Brother Qin Tian, these are ghosts!"

Seeing Qin Tian's resolute attitude, Wang Guangfu wanted to persuade him further but seeing Qin Tian had already made up his mind, he said no more and turned into the house, taking out a triangular talisman and handing it to Qin Tian:

"Brother Qin Tian, this is an amulet that Qing'er's mother got from the temple this year. I'm giving it to you to ward off ghosts. Since you decided to enter the mountains, you must have your reasons. I won't stop you, but take the amulet. The divine monks at the temple say it can resist all sorts of ghosts and monsters, so keep it safe."

Able to resist all sorts of monsters and ghosts, that powerful?

Qin Tian hurriedly looked at the talisman in his hand, with an expression of admiration, and asked Wang Guangfu, "Is this amulet really that powerful? It must have cost quite a bit to get it from the divine monks, right?"

Wang Guangfu nodded solemnly, "Yes, the divine monks at the temple charged my wife twelve for this amulet..."

Qin Tian (inside, a million *** stampeded through his mind): "..."

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The small path in the northern mountainous region of the Mengbei Mountain Range is less than two meters wide, full of rugged, uneven terrain, making it difficult for Qin Tian to leave the mountain even if he had a car.

He carried a backpack and quickly headed towards Broken Cliff.

Of course, all the way, Qin Tian remained highly vigilant, not only continuously observing the surroundings for any spiritually abundant places but also keeping his gun holstered at his waist and his Dragon Blood Dagger ready at hand.

Originally, Qin Tian didn't have to be so tense, but after Wang Guangfu's words, he dared not be negligent at all.

After all, he's never seen the likes of monsters or ghosts; if they truly exist, he really had no idea what to do.

From four in the afternoon to six-thirty, the sky started to get dark, and dusk began to fall.

In the tall and dense woods, the sounds of crows occasionally echoed, resonating through the forest, giving people a bit of a creepy feeling.

Especially when Qin Tian walked alone on the mountain path, occasionally a big toad would jump out from the roadside bushes, or a python as thick as his wrist would crawl by, and the scene could really instill some fear.

Thankfully, Qin Tian was used to walking through desolate primordial forests during missions, and he wasn't afraid of these situations.

"As long as no real ghosts appear, it's fine."

Qin Tian reassured himself, thinking that he wasn't a Taoist who exorcises demons; if he encountered a ghost, he wouldn't know how to handle it. Feeling rather uneasy—could a Qi Gong Fist Technique knock a ghost out? Could a Cloud Clearing Palm make a ghost spit blood?

It felt a bit far-fetched indeed...

By seven, Qin Tian finally reached the place he arrived at noontime, not pausing at all but heading directly towards Broken Cliff.

At noon, Broken Cliff didn't seem far, but now at dusk, with the added layer of mist, the distant Broken Cliff looked very hazy, making it feel farther away.

Qin Tian even used the Wave Striding Technique for faster travel, and half an hour later, he finally reached the bottom of the cliff at Broken Cliff.

It was a sheer cliff of thousands of feet!

Qin Tian had observed it clearly from a distance.

Descending from the towering peak was a cliff about ten meters high, barren at the top.

Below the cliff is a platform. Qin Tian didn't know how wide the platform was, but he knew that the mystical spectacle he saw, with spiritual energy overflowing in various colors, emanated from the woods on that platform.

Unfortunately, below the platform is another sheer cliff, where Qin Tian is currently standing—a cliff at least fifteen meters tall, with a smooth surface and equally barren!

Climbing such a cliff is impossible for an ordinary person!

Even Qin Tian, standing before the sheer cliff, looked up at the edge of the platform above, contemplating how he might climb up to the mystical platform where spiritual energy seeped.