Standing on the bluestone pavement, Chen Xiang actually shivered.
It was so cold.
Logically speaking, it should be mid-August now, the height of summer.
The temperature in Yuhu City at night was also 30 degrees, but when they came to the outskirts of Yanyu Lane in Yuyue City, it actually gave people the feeling that it was more than 10 degrees.
Yin Qi?
Chen Xiang looked around in confusion.
Although Misty Rain Lane was a famous tourist attraction, it was already midnight, and most tourists would return to the hotel to rest.
Misty Rain Lane was quiet, giving people a bad feeling.
Since he was here, he had to venture into the dragon's den and the tiger's den.
After memorizing the tourist map of Misty Rain Lane, Chen Xiang braced himself and walked toward Misty Rain Lane.
The moment he stepped into the alley, he changed.
On both sides of the gurgling river, the doors of the houses that were originally closed suddenly opened. Red lanterns hung out, illuminating the streets and alleys. They were flickering candlelight.
Pedestrians began to walk out of the room. They were wearing shirts, long skirts, or Chinese long robes. It gave off a feeling of the Republic of China.
In the middle of the river, there were even boatmen who were rocking their boats and singing melodious folk songs.
No, they were not humans.
Chen Xiang's Yin-Yang Eyes could clearly distinguish the snow-white lantern, the lifeless face, and the swaying paper boat.
As they walked past Chen Xiang, these 'people' even nodded and smiled kindly.
He seemed to be greeting her.
It was really a dragon's pool and a tiger's den.
Chen Xiang felt his teeth clench. If it wasn't for the fact that Blackie and Butcher couldn't go out and that they were useless in front of a five-star malicious ghost, he would have brought them out.
At the very least, he could be a scapegoat when he escaped.
It was already past midnight, less than 20 minutes away from the agreed time.
Chen Xiang braced himself and walked into the ghost street.
Before he could walk far, an arm suddenly grabbed Chen Xiang's arm.
This power was extremely terrifying. Even with Chen Xiang's two-star physique, he was unable to break free.
She turned around and saw a middle-aged tailor lady whose head had been cut in half, and her brain could even be seen.
"Hey, young man, aren't you too ugly in this outfit? No girls like you. Come, change your clothes."
Change clothes?
Chen Xiang looked at the shop behind her. His Yin-Yang Vision only saw white paper and white cloth. He could not help but smile bitterly.
Was this a forced purchase?
Chen Xiang didn't know if he was wearing a dead man's clothes after being randomly draped in plain white clothes.
When he walked out of the shop, he saw another little girl.
He was about six or seven years old. He was wearing a red shirt and had a small basket hanging from his waist. He pulled Chen Xiang away and asked him to buy flowers.
"Sir, Sir, please buy a flower. If you give it to the sisters, the sisters will definitely like it.”
If he didn't look at her eyes that were so wide that they almost took up half of her face…
And the white paper flowers in the basket that were burned for the dead.
This was really a cute little girl.
"Give it all to me. Keep the change.”
Chen Xiang could already tell.
These passers-by were probably the vengeful souls who died in Misty Rain Lane during the Republic of China.
He didn't know why they lingered in this place and refused to leave. Usually, they didn't disturb the tourists, but they just had to appear when he came over.
This little girl was only six or seven years old, and she had already passed away because of the war.
He rubbed the little girl's head.
Chen Xiang transferred 5,000 Terror Points from the System.
This was the currency used by ghosts.
"Thank you, sir. Sir is so generous!”The little girl widened her eyes in surprise, making her look even more terrifying.
Chen Xiang gasped.
However, it seemed that good intentions were rewarded.
In the basket of white flowers, the little girl also gave Chen Xiang a red rose.
It was as red as blood.
Chen Xiang received it and was slightly surprised.
Bloody white roses
[Rarity: Rare]
[Description: An ominous flower stained with blood. It is the favorite love gift of ghosts. It can greatly increase the success rate of expressing love!] [Note: Only ghosts.]
This was actually an item recognized by the system!
At this moment, Chen Xiang realized that there was something wrong with his thinking.
Who said that props had to be bought from the system?
Earning Terror Points through the system was the most popular currency in the netherworld. He could buy items from ghosts!
Money could make the world go round. As the only living person who could obtain Terror Points openly from the human world, Chen Xiang was not an ordinary rich person.
He could be said to be a godly tycoon in the netherworld!
A moment of kindness allowed Chen Xiang to notice such a wonderful thing.
Chen Xiang suddenly realized that he had not stepped into a ghost street.
Instead, it was a dazzling shopping street.
The nearly 500,000 Terror Points in his wallet finally had a place to spend them.
"No wonder the system said that it's easy for me to gain a Specter's favor. Of course, it's easy to gain a Specter's favor with money…This won't do. There's still ten minutes before the agreed time. I'll come back to Ghost Street later.”
"Thank you." Chen Xiang reached out and ruffled the little girl's hair. He thought that the little girl was quite cute.
Wasn't this kind of big eyes the standard of a two-dimensional loli? Good reviews!
After thanking him, Chen Xiang hurried to the Misty Rain Bridge.
It had to be said that the Misty Rain Bridge was indeed a location with excellent scenery.
They passed through the alley and arrived at the bridgehead made of round stones.
Even though Chen Xiang wasn't a professional photographer and didn't have any photography skills, he could still feel it.
If he stood there and chose a good angle, he would definitely be able to capture an extremely elegant and beautiful scene.
If it was drizzling with hazy smoke and a beautiful woman standing at the bridgehead with an oil-paper umbrella, it would be especially artistic.
Chen Xiang sighed with emotion, but the drizzle came unexpectedly.
The hazy, cool raindrops hit his face, giving him a chilly feeling.
The woman holding the oil-paper umbrella also appeared, but she was different from what Chen Xiang had expected.
Dressed in a long robe that was styled in the style of the Republic of China, her white hands held an oil-paper umbrella. She stood there like a person who had walked out of a painting, ethereal and dreamy.
She reached out a hand and said with a smile.
"Do you want an umbrella?"
"Um…thank you."
Chen Xiang silently took the oil-paper umbrella from her and opened it.
It would be even better if this woman had a face.
Yes, it was.
The face of this beautiful woman who was passing the umbrella was as smooth as a goose egg, without any facial features!
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