Chapter 80 Brain Soul Worm
The rain-drenched slopes covered with fir trees had been flushed by muddy waters, the tight-knit gray-roofed homes scattered throughout the mountains, dozens of narrow alleys crisscrossing like a labyrinth.
The rain had just stopped, the dripping water from the eaves hitting the steps, the signboard of "Bao Xiangtai" dye workshop washed by the rainfall, became much brighter. Even the unpleasant odor that usually permeated the surroundings of the dye workshop year-round due to the dye had faded.
But Bao Xiangtai, usually bustling with activity, was eerily quiet today, not a single workshop worker in sight; instead, quite a few fierce-looking individuals with steady breath were patrolling the alleys.