The street had been completely slaughtered just ten minutes ago.
Now, it had already returned to its former bustle. Vendors called out their wares without pause, pedestrians whispered among themselves, and laughter, banter, curses, and shouts filled the air with the warmth of everyday life.
Jiang Qiao narrowed his eyes.
He could be certain that all these people were Vicious Ghosts disguised as humans, not illusions.
Moreover.
After observing carefully.
He discovered that several vendors were exactly the same as the pedestrians on the street he had killed earlier.
That was right.
The vendors had become shoppers.
The shoppers had become vendors.
It was just like NPCs in a game being respawned after they were slaughtered, with the same models being used and only their identities switched.
Jiang Qiao walked along the street.
Several children were roughhousing as they approached him.
They carried little toys such as pellet drums, candied hawthorns, and candy guandao swords, hopping and skipping as they chased one another.
Jiang Qiao followed behind them.
He wanted to see where these children were headed.
"Hey, Streamer."
"Excuse me."
Suddenly, a voice came from behind him, followed by the rumble of wheels rolling over the ground.
Jiang Qiao turned around.
A sturdy, dark-skinned man was pushing a small cart toward him at a brisk pace.
"Thank you."
Seeing Jiang Qiao move aside, the man thanked him repeatedly.
"Yao Hu?"
Jiang Qiao was startled as he recognized the man. It was Yao Hu, the Feiyu Stockade bandit who had traveled with him before and investigated Tongling Island for him on Gray Mist Island!
He was actually working as a porter here?
And judging by his appearance.
He did not seem to recognize Jiang Qiao.
"Was Yao Hu manufactured? Is his original form a Vicious Ghost from here?"
Jiang Qiao