In comparison, the reappearance of his dead parents was nothing compared to these evil ghosts with ill intentions.
"Let's go," he said.
Song qingxiao responded.
Her words were more effective than the old Daoist's.
Aunt Wu's spirit was lifted, but Wu baocai had already said, "
"This way,"
Everyone knew what was good for them and didn't dare to stop. They lowered their heads and followed behind him, shuttling through the ghostly shadows that were gradually becoming more obvious.
The yin Qi was getting heavier and heavier, and the light from the human-skinned lanterns illuminated the entire Shen villa.
On the green Street, the ghostly figures with dark faces stared at the group of people in front of them with malicious intent, following them with a cold and sinister gaze.
"Hehe ..."
At some point in time, the laughter of the children who had disappeared could be heard again.
