Heiress Unmasked: Shaking the World With Geomancy novel Chapter 1182

Shannon and the group set out early in the morning after a night in Stonebrook Village.

Following the direction of the energy, Skylar stated, "In the southwestern direction, approximately 18 miles away."

Edward nodded in agreement. He was ready to retrieve a map to find its location when Reginald Barrow piped up. "6.2 miles toward the southwest is the direction to Crescent Hill."

Reginald was the tour guide that Hector had arranged in advance. He was in his early 40s and knew plenty about the region. Thus, the group asked him more about what he knew.

He answered, "Near Crescent Hill is Harrisfield Village. It's not just poor but also somewhat closed off to outsiders. However, my aunt did move there after getting married.

"So, once we get there, we can try to find her."

As they were talking, they got into the car, and he took the lead, driving smoothly. An hour and a half later, the group arrived at the entrance of Harrisfield Village.

The moment they alighted, Shannon couldn't help but tighten her brows. The village gave her an ominous feeling.

There was a faint, black fog above the village, which differed from the negative and grudge energies she usually felt.

While Shannon was deep in thought, a woman suddenly approached them. Though it wasn't winter, she was wrapped up quite tightly, leaving only her eyes visible, which looked a bit dark.

She swept her gaze across the group and finally spoke with forced enthusiasm and a hoarse voice. "Are you guys tourists? We have an amazing view here in Harrisfield. I'm sure you'll love it here."

When delivering her last sentence, she narrowed her eyes slightly, showing hints of desire.

The group instinctively furrowed their brows at the mysterious woman's contrasting demeanor, which seemed at odds with the "closed-off" nature Reginald had mentioned; even he was weirded out.

He knew how poor Harrisfield Village was, and it was unlikely this place had become a tourist attraction for youngsters. Still, he didn't expose her but went up to ask, "Hi, miss. I'm here to look for my aunt. Her name is Miranda Harley.

"I haven't seen her in a while, so I brought our younger relatives to visit her."

The group continued forward when Lexie suddenly halted her steps and drew a sharp breath. "Look over there…"

Shannon followed her line of sight and saw a small crowd of villagers gather around a particular residence at a scattered cluster of single-story houses in the middle of the village.

The villagers stood there motionlessly, lining up on all three sides of the house—at the front and on both sides. It was broad daylight, yet their actions carried an unsettling, eerie vibe.

Due to the group's movements, those standing before the house suddenly turned in their direction. The next second, everyone looked at them in unison.

In their eyes was a strange, unsettling gleam, one that sent an inexplicable chill down their spine. It was as if they were looking at a delicious feast.

One of them asked the woman about the situation, and she told them the group was there to seek someone.

As if having an idea, the person suggested, "Since you're all here, why don't you guys stay the night? Miranda's place is too small to fit all of you. Lucky for you, my family has a farmhouse. It's perfect for all of you to spend the night."