This time, Yun Qin saw it clearly. For some reason, when the tree branches and leaves trembled, it sounded like a child's mischievous laughter.
After sitting down again, Yun Qin felt a little helpless. It seemed that she was still afraid of ghosts, but she was not afraid of those that she could sense. For strange things that happened quietly, she admit she was incompetent.
"You are... a tree spirit?"
To escape Yun Qin's detection and not have any evil energy on its body, it seemed that this was a spiritual monster.
The face on the tree trunk had a conflicted expression. Its eyes rolled around with difficulty before it replied, "Uh, you can call me that. Anything is fine."
Before Yun Qin could say anything, the tree spirit added, "I do have a name. My name is Hu Luo. You can call me Luoluo."
