Seeing that she still didn't dare to get too close to the stone hill, Xia Zhibai kindly reminded her that she could get closer to her.
Deng Hao nodded gratefully and quickly stood behind her.
At night, there were only two scattered street lights here, and none by the river.
The terrain here is relatively low. If you look from a distance, it blends into the night and you can't see anything.
Xia Zhibai lit the soul-calling incense, muttered something, held Afang's clothes in his hand, and paused for three breaths every time he called her name before continuing.
He shouted thirty times in a row, but no ghost was attracted by the soul-guiding incense.
"Strange, it's not here."
Xia Zhibai calculated that her soul had not returned to the underworld, but was still in the human world, but he could not lead it over.
She held the soul-guiding incense in one hand and tore off a piece of Afang's sleeve. She held the soul-guiding incense in one hand and held the sleeve in front of the incense with the other, muttering something until the sleeve floated in the air and flew towards the northwest. Only then did she put away the soul-guiding incense.
"Master, Afang's clothes are flying away." Deng Hao was very surprised. He pointed at the flying clothes and was about to chase them.
Xia Zhibai frowned slightly as he looked at the direction where the clothes were flying. This was the direction she pointed when Zhou Che disappeared.
"The place I'm going to might be dangerous. Are you still willing to go?"
"I'm willing! I'll go wherever the master goes. I also want to say goodbye to Sister Fang."
Deng Hao nodded with a sob, and couldn't help but grab the corner of Xia Zhibai's clothes with one hand, fearing that Xia Zhibai would abandon her.
"Okay, let's go now. Close your eyes and open them again when I tell you to."
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