Nothing happened throughout the night.
It just goes to show that many things in this world are low-probability events, like this village that looked quite haunted, but wasn't.
Murong brothers were even a bit disappointed that it wasn't haunted.
During this period, they've been holding back a lot of energy.
Anyway, since there were no ghosts here, he could give all his accumulated savings to the Ghost Mother and her Beautiful Ghosts as a payback for the grudge of stealing from home.
Under the eaves of this small courtyard, there was still a grinding platform, presumably used by the previous occupants to grind beans.
Murong brothers curiously grasped the wooden handle and wanted to push it, but as soon as he heard a crack, the entire handle broke, with the wood at the breaking point forming fine splinters, like silk threads.
It can only be said that this thing was decayed severely; only the outside maintained a bit of its original form.
