The child crawled a little further away, crossed his arms over his chest, looked at Qingran timidly, and said, "Who are you?"
Qingran found it even funnier. Could this turtle have become a spirit?
Qingran looked down at the child, stretched out his hand, and slapped the child on the buttocks. The expected slapping sound did not come, but Qingran's hand passed through the child's body. Qingran withdrew his hand in confusion, "Is it a ghost?"
The child laughed, which was a bit weird. At this time, the turtles that were still struggling with the sea water not far away crawled onto the shore. They were all exactly the same as the child and had turned into human forms. The only difference was that there were adults and children at this time. They straightened their clothes and walked towards the distance with the same goal.
Qingran became more and more confused. He stretched out his hands again, trying to touch them, but his hands went through their bodies. This action finally made the large group stop. They all looked at Qingran with clear eyes and asked, "Same kind?"
The one who can see their souls... must be of the same kind, right?
Qingran looked at them in confusion, "Where are we going?"
A woman kindly said, "The ghost market at the west end has opened... We want to join in the fun."
Qingran pouted. So what kind of world had she come to? There was a ghost market... right? And the underworld, and ghost messengers?
As Qingran followed the large group of ghosts to the west end, he felt more and more strange. The surroundings were all covered with fog, and Jiang Linfeng's small house was slowly moving away in the fog until it disappeared.
The feeling of being surrounded by ghosts was similar to falling into an ice cellar. Qingran clenched the corners of his clothes and stared at them suspiciously. His pace gradually quickened as they passed through the forest. The child always had a sinister smile on his face.
They all stopped at an extremely eerie place. The woman pointed at the miniature temple on the ground with a look of excitement in her eyes and said, "Hurry up and go in. The ghost market will close in an hour."
Qingran looked at the thing in confusion. In front of the temple gate, there were two little ghosts with green faces and fangs guarding it. It was obviously a clay sculpture, but Qingran's heart skipped a beat subconsciously, and the souls of each one were slowly getting smaller. The door of the temple opened, revealing a strong ghost aura, and all the souls floated in.
The child in the red bellyband made a face at Qingran, "I know you're not a ghost, but I want to tell you, there's a snake demon in this forest."
Qingran watched the child's figure slowly merge into the gate. The vermilion door closed quietly, and the eerie ghostly aura was isolated outside. Qingran looked at the surrounding environment and suddenly wanted to laugh. This place was really weird.
It is extremely weird, and where will it be if it is atomically light?
At the same time, the deep seabed where no sunlight can be seen.
Jiang Linfeng, dressed in a white robe, moved to a place covered with icicles as smoothly as if walking on flat ground. Even though the current above was surging violently, the seabed seemed to have stopped. Jiang Linfeng raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth and stared at the man in the barrier, "That girl seems very nervous about you."
Yuan Zidan's face was covered with scars like ravines, and there was also a large mottled birthmark. He looked at the face that captivated everyone, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "I have already given you her body and face, what else do you want? I warn you, don't touch her!"
At this moment, Yuan Zidan looked indescribably funny. There were small rotten pits on his face, and his body from the waist down was like a fish tail, covered with deep and shallow scales.
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