An empty, silent tapping echoed through the depths of the night, not loud, but strangely unable to be muffled by the downpour.

Three seconds passed.

The rhythmic knocking sounded again.

"Whew."

The talisman paper affixed to the door burned noiselessly, turning into ashes.

"Creak."

The door was pushed open, and a slim figure clad in a red raincoat walked into the small store, bright red droplets sliding down her raincoat, making the floor wet and dark red.

She slowly raised her head, revealing a ghastly white face.

A pair of blood-colored eyes were dead and cold, containing no human emotions, only an unspeakably deep malice!

Her mouth was firmly sewn shut with a dense and creepy thin thread.

Suddenly.

On the shelf next to it, a peculiar wooden sculpture shaped like a tiger and leopard, with a head and tail like a dragon, with a pair of feathered wings on its shoulders and a unicorn horn on its head trembled slightly.

"Roar."

A golden and jade-like shadow leapt out from the wooden sculpture, opened its bloody mouth and let out a silent hiss.

The woman clad in the red raincoat's footsteps paused, subconsciously twisting her head to look, and in the next moment, a thick color of fear flowed out of that cold, dead, hideous face.

She turned around and ran.

However, it was already too late!

The wooden sculpture shadow flickered and directly swallowed the red raincoat in one bite!

The pupils of the eyes that flickered with a faint golden light turned, and there was actually a touch of humanized satisfaction, and then it turned around and turned into streams of light, re-drilling into the wooden sculpture, not moving at all.

The small store regained its calm.

The ground was clean and dry, without any water stains.

The heavy rain poured down, and only the open door of the house was proving that something had entered the party.

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"Strange, the scent suddenly disappeared when it reached the neighborhood."

"Damn it, every time it rains, the red raincoat has to run out and make a mess, and it's also slippery, letting it escape again and again!"

"Don't be careless! Although the Red Raincoat is only a C-class calamity source, it is too special, some psychic experts predicted that if it keeps growing, it might become an S-class calamity source, capable of influencing the heavens within a certain range!"

"That's why we need to finish it off as soon as possible! Speaking of odd, it's supposedly not raining tonight, do you think it will ......"

In the heavy rain curtain, two black figures were sprinting.

Their movements were strangely fast, spanning dozens of meters every second, their gazes scanning around like falcons.

At their waists, each of them hung a gong.

The gong represented a special identity.

It is a special organization set up by the government, called "night watchman", divided into copper gongs, silver gongs and gold gongs!

The significance of their existence was to eliminate evil spirits and demons, maintain the normal order of human society, and ensure the safety of ordinary people.

"It better not be."

One of them wore square-framed glasses, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "If she has grown to the point where she can influence the heavenly signs ...... both of us, we might both die here!"

"Hehehe."

The other man gave a dry smile, "I just mentioned it casually. Don't worry, she must not be that strong, otherwise why run?"

"That's ...... true wait!"

Suddenly, the two people stopped together.

Their gazes were grave as they looked towards the roadside in the pouring rain, a store with an open door was particularly conspicuous.

"Came one step late."

The man wearing square-framed glasses had a slightly sunken face.

The other man cursed, clenched his fists, and rushed towards the small store with an arrow step, "Go in and take a look, maybe there's still a way to save."

The man with glasses sighed and followed.

The ghost codenamed "Red Raincoat" didn't kill many people, so the level of calamity was not high, but none of the ordinary people targeted by her could survive!

It haunts every rainy day, and has been besieged several times, but has escaped unharmed.

An expert in spiritualism predicted that if the Red Raincoat was allowed to keep killing people, sooner or later it would grow into an S-class source of calamity, capable of creating heavy rain out of thin air even on a sunny day.

Rainy days were its home ground!

And being able to create an environment favorable to it meant that it had mastered the most headache-inducing "Ghostly Spirit"!

When the time comes, no one will be able to check it.

The two rushed into the store, and when they first looked at the floor, they frowned.

Because the floor is too clean!

According to the information, wherever the "red raincoat" passes through, it will leave a large area of blood-like rainwater, which lasts for at least three hours before disappearing.

They tracked it all the way, lost the trail ten minutes ago, and searched along the road.

In such a short period of time, the blood rain water could not possibly disappear!

"Could it be that the red raincoat didn't come?"

The two men looked at each other incredulously.

This was too out of the ordinary.

A room with the door of the house open was simply telling the evil creature a signal: come and kill me!

"This is ......"

Suddenly, the man wearing glasses stared, crouched down, and looked at the puddle of black ashes under the door.

He stretched out his finger and dipped it, coming closer for a sniff, his eyes suddenly became stern, and he quickly took off the gong hanging at his waist, "Be careful, this is the ashes of burning talisman paper, it's infested by a malicious ghost! The red raincoat is definitely here!"

The other man's face was austere, his body's searing qi and blood boiling around him, golden light glowing on both fists as he cautiously scanned the four directions.

"What level is the talisman paper?"

"I'm not sure, but I guess it's ordinary low-grade talisman paper, otherwise it wouldn't have been able to block the red raincoat!"

The man with glasses whispered.

All the muscles in their bodies were tensed, and they cautiously moved their steps towards the depths of the small store.

"How do I feel ......"

The glasses man's face turned a little white, "Many pairs of eyes are staring at me?"

"You also have this feeling?"

The other man gulped, cold sweat dripping down his forehead, "I thought it was my illusion ...... We shouldn't, have entered a ghost nest, right?"

Eyes met.

They stopped walking at the same time, both seeing the fear in their respective eyes.

Cold sweat drenched their backs, the pores of their bodies exploded, if this was really a ghost nest, they were afraid that they would not survive ten deaths today!

"Splat."

Suddenly, the lights in the room inside lit up.

Slight footsteps came.

They looked at each other, both saw the determination and ruthlessness in each other's eyes, only waiting for the ghost that made the sound to show up, then they would fight to the death!

If they could take away one, they would be counted as one!

At this moment, the lights in the store also lit up.

A handsome-looking young man with an outstanding temperament walked out and stood beside the one-button alarm device that every store had, staring at them suspiciously and vigilantly:

"Both of you, curfew time has passed, this store is closed!"