Funeral store.
Store entrance.
Liu Shishi took out the invitation and infused it with Yin energy.
The next moment, the character "Yue" on the invitation wriggled and flew up, before exploding into a cloud of blood-red Yin energy with a "bang".
The blood-red Yin energy circled in the night sky for a few rounds before flying off in the southeast direction.
"Yang Yin!"
"Let's go, follow it!"
Liu Shishi grabbed Yang Yin and leapt into the air, closely following the blood-red Yin energy.
As she flew, she looked down at the road below.
However.
She couldn't find the "wedding procession".
...
At this time.
On top of the bridal sedan.
Xu Yang, weak and powerless, felt tears slipping from the corners of his eyes.
"I'm so stupid."
"Not listening to the old man's words, I'm suffering now... Elder Wang clearly told me the taboos and rules of the Ghost Market, but I insisted on breaking them. I brought this upon myself!"
"Sorry, Shishi..."
Just then, the bridal sedan trembled.
