The door of this shop closed incredibly suddenly, the sound was quite abrupt on the street.
Xiang Beifei was staring intently at this shop with the word "liquor" written on the door, approaching silently, and peering inside through the half-open door.
It was pitch black inside, as if shrouded in a layer of black fog, there was no light, and it was impossible to see the situation inside.
Not only that, the darkness inside seemed to be able to swallow a person's perception, and Xiang Beifei still couldn't determine what was inside.
He looked at the other shops on both sides of the street; these shops were all fine, their doors open, as if welcoming customers, but this particular shop's door was half-closed, looking out of place.
Does this shop have something unspeakable?
He stood at the door watching for a while, pondering whether he should go in, but it seemed inappropriate to enter rashly through the door.
