The afternoon sunlight was lovely.
It cast golden patches of light across the mountain cliffs, making people unconsciously feel a sense of peace and tranquility.
Yet, for some unknown reason, something from the underworld had emerged in this warm world of the living.
The child spread its mouth wide, revealing a row of broken teeth and coagulated Black Bloodstains. It looked sinister and terrifying.
"Holy crap!"
Little Monk Yongse was badly startled.
"What the hell is this thing?!"
He had seen plenty of ghosts and monsters, including all sorts of strange and bizarre ones, but this was his first time encountering a ghost that delivered things to people.
Jiang Qiao, however, walked over with a grin, reached out, and rubbed the little ghost's head. He smiled and said, "Little friend, what does the Divine Envoy do? Why did he send me a candle? And why is it such an ugly candle?"
When he was not killing people, his smile was quite sunny, making it easy for others to feel favorably toward him at first sight.
Unfortunately.
The other party was not human, but a ghost.
The little ghost tilted its head instinctively, seemingly unable to immediately understand what Jiang Qiao meant. After thinking for a while, it finally said, "The Divine Envoy is the Divine Envoy."
"The Divine Envoy asked me to deliver the candle to you and said to invite you to Ghost Lake in No Man's Land as guests."
"After you arrive, light the candle, and someone will come to receive you."
No Man's Land?
Ghost Lake?
Jiang Qiao narrowed his eyes.
This little ghost's origins were rather interesting.
Hadn't the lake in that No Man's Land already dried up?
Besides... the Divine Envoy?
According to legend, two thousand years ago, the founding king of Cheshi Kingdom encountered