"Always making himself smelly and scary."
“Fushan is so big, how are we going to find it?” Gingerbread asked, frowning.
Zhuge Tienan: "Don't worry, I have this!"
She took a red flying insect from the sachet at her waist.
“This is a Niffler my father raised. Didn’t that man just say it smelled strongly of blood?”
"The Niffler is an expert at smelling blood!"
Gingerbread: "Wow, Master Zhuge is awesome!"
The sniffle flew away.
The goal is clear.
The two followed behind Sniff.
They slowly flew to the cave halfway up the mountain.
"Go in?" Gingerbread gave a knowing look.
Zhuge Tienan nodded, his face serious, his bright black eyes filled with excitement.
Gingerbread ignites a fire on your fingertips.
The two groped their way inside, guided by the faint light.
Zhuge Tienan accidentally touched the cave wall with his right hand, his face contorting in disgust. "Damn it."
Gingerbread: "?" Why are you swearing?
Zhuge Tienan brought his right hand to the fire at his fingertips.
His hands were covered in thick, dark red blood.
"I'm going to throw up." She rolled her eyes in disgust.
"Don't spit it out, swallow it back," Gingerbread teased her.
Zhuge Tienan: "..." How ruthless.
Raise your fingertip fire and you'll see that the blood on the surface of the entire cave has congealed in several layers.
The cave was already completely covered in plaster.
The two were watching intently when they both lost their footing.
I fell into the hole.
I don't know where I fell.
Gingerbread quickly got up, rekindled the fire on his fingertips, and a bluish-gray ghost face appeared before him.
She cried out, "Holy crap!"
The ghost on the other side: "..."
The human and the ghost stared at each other for a few seconds.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhh, help!" the black-clad ghost screamed as he ran away.
Gingerbread: "?"
With quick reflexes, she pulled a rope from her storage bag and threw it out, pulling the ghost cultivator back.
The ghost cultivator turned his head and glanced at it.
"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"
"..." Gingerbread made a vicious throat-slitting gesture. "Shut up, or I'll kill you."
The ghost cultivator obediently shut his mouth.
Zhuge Tienan had just climbed over when he saw the situation before him and was completely dumbfounded. "Which of you two is the ghost?"
"Where's the child?" Gingerbread asked fiercely.
The man in black shook his head, crying, "I don't know, I don't know, I'm just a gofer."
"Please forgive me, my elderly children and hungry parents! Please, have mercy!"
"..."
What the hell.
Gingerbread: "Are you alright?"
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