A few minutes later.
The white-robed ghost and the black-robed ghost stood conscientiously at the entrance of Yellow Springs Station.
'Here we go.'
A strange aura spread from the forest.
The cold wind was mixed with a terrifying aura and the smell of soil.
Snap!
The path ahead cracked open.
A comical-looking eerie one wrapped in mud with a pile of soil that looked like lotus leaves on its head was reflected in the eyes of the black ghost and white ghost.
Then, the soil cracked open once more, and five eerie with soil on their heads crawled out of it. They swayed as if they were drunk.
Seeing this, the black and white eerie welcomed them respectfully. "Ghost King Burial Mound, welcome to Yellow Springs Station!"
Ghost King Burial Mound didn't put on airs, and walked to the ghost in white and the ghost in black naturally.
