♂,
As expected of the ghost woman Xuanyuan Ruxin, even on a day meant for cleansing, she had to make such an unruly entrance. The bizarre scene set the atmosphere as though we had descended into the Nine Abysses of the Underworld.
From within the darkness, two red lanterns slowly drifted out. Yet beneath the eerie aura, their light seemed frozen, unable to pass through, spreading only across part of the area—not even illuminating half a meter.
As the lanterns drew nearer, the sinister wind grew much stronger. A boy and a girl, both holding lanterns, slowly emerged as well. Their noiseless arrival left all of us gods afraid to even breathe too loudly.
The two children looked about two or three years old. Their pupils were dark and sunken, without the slightest trace of life, let alone any whites in their eyes. Their expressionless faces and blood-red children's garments made every pore on my body crawl. It was as though I had become an ordinary person, and this place was some ancient, timeworn residence.
The sound of the sinister wind raged without restraint in a place where one could hear a pin drop. Zhou Qiping seemed to relish the moment, watching with great interest from the side. From time to time, he even cast us an arrogant look, as though he thought we should be enjoying the scene just as much as he was.
I cursed the ghost couple's twisted tastes inwardly. Even I found it somewhat hard to stomach.
"Tsk, tsk, I really can't take this kind of hospitality. If the outside were just like an old residence's night banquet, that would be one thing—we could pretend we were eating a feast for the dead. But the way your wife made her entrance was seriously terrifying, wasn't it?"