In North America, every town certainly has a town hall.

It can be used to gather the townspeople, announce important matters, and provide temporary shelter during natural disasters.

Belun held a high position in Nightingale Town, so after Sun Yan had entrusted him with the task.

About 80% of the parents in the town brought their children, along with mattresses and pillows, to the hall, prepared to stay overnight.

Nightingale Town isn't big, so even small matters can't be hidden from others, and they had already heard of what happened at Lauren's family.

The remaining 80% of the parents refuse to believe in evil spirits, unwilling to cooperate with Belun's arrangements, and even scoff at Sun Yan, an exorcist invited by Belun.

Sun Yan had no way to force them and didn't demand their cooperation.

As the saying goes, kind words cannot persuade a damned ghost, he had no reason to guarantee everyone's safety. For those unwilling to come, Sun Yan could only wish them luck in his heart.

2 AM.

Sun Yan sat motionlessly in a chair, staring at the children sleeping on the hall floor.

There were a total of sixteen, all of whom had recently dreamed of Franklin, the bizarre man.

Recalling the first girl who hanged herself and the black boy who mysteriously drowned at home yesterday, Sun Yan still hadn't found the traces of Franklin, the evil spirit.

Thus, he could only employ this clumsy method for the moment.

If Franklin dared to find his way here to harm these children, Sun Yan had his own ways to deal with it.

While flipping through X's news updates on his phone, Sun Yan suddenly felt his eyelids grow heavy, a wave of drowsiness rising within him.

He felt as though weights were attached to his eyelids, causing him to fall asleep the moment he closed his eyes.

...

"Where am I?!"

When Sun Yan opened his eyes again, he astonishingly found himself not in any hall but on a dark, deserted road.

A dilapidated house stood on the left side of the road.

The house door was wide open, with faint light emanating from inside.

"It feels so real; am I dreaming?"

Sun Yan clenched his fist, feeling no difference from reality, and headed toward the dilapidated house.

No matter what was happening with the evil spirit in Nightingale Town, whether Franklin sought revenge or not.

Sun Yan had to completely eradicate it, both to ensure the safety of Nightingale Town and to earn the precious mission reward.

Upon entering the house, he saw a lounge covered in dust and cobwebs, with a youth and a woman curled up on a tattered sofa.

Both were huddled under a blanket full of holes, shivering from the cold in the night.

What caught Sun Yan's attention was their unusually tall stature, even curled up together, a part of their legs still showed outside the blanket.

Their feet were covered with calluses and frostbite, looking exceedingly pitiful.

"Franklin, if you don't find some firewood, we'll freeze to death this winter. Take everything from the house that can be burned; I believe the mayor will forgive us."

"Mother, if we dismantle this house, we'll die even quicker from the wind. This blanket is for you; I'll go outside to gather firewood."

The youth placed the blanket on the woman and got up to head toward the door.

When he saw Sun Yan standing at the entrance, he instantly became extremely agitated.

"Oh, look who's here."

The youth's body suddenly transformed, a top hat appeared on his head, and an overcoat on his body, snarling as he lunged at Sun Yan, aiming to choke him.

If a normal person encountered this situation, they would be utterly terrified and flee.

In a dream, a person's fear can multiply several times.

Faced with this monster's attack, Sun Yan calmly leapt into the air, kicking fiercely at the monster's chest, sending him recoiling backward.

"You are Franklin, the one who killed those two children. You really aren't ordinary, for you to pull me silently into a dream."

Sun Yan looked calmly at Franklin getting up from the ground: "Dream seems to be your playground, but in dreams, a person's strength can become infinitely powerful. As long as I'm not afraid of you, you can't threaten me."

Sun Yan's reasoning was valid; in dreams, one can become omnipotent if they master the ability to control imagination.

Otherwise, you could suffer Franklin's deadly grip within the dream.

Sun Yan didn't need to imagine himself as Superman or Thanos, he only had to remain absolutely calm to deal with this fierce demon-level entity.

"You're exceptionally calm, as if you have no fear. That's beyond my imagination, sir."

Franklin's face gradually turned bloody and grotesque, unbearably hideous, even his eyes falling from their sockets to the ground.

Bands of tape unwound from his neck, wrapping around his whole face.

"Hunting someone like you should be much more entertaining."

Franklin's body started swelling, soon reaching three or four meters in height, his hands morphing into beast-like claws.

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