To Be Buried in Peace Is the Best Blessing for Her

On the street.

Lin Rui walked into the obviously abnormal flower shop.

It was almost dark, and in this city already eroded by the supernatural, doing so was quite risky.

There was a good chance that once he entered, he would never come out again.

"Flower World, Flowers Blooming and the Moon Full!"

Two antique-looking plaques hung on the shop's entrance, each bearing a line of advertising.

Lin Rui's expression shifted slightly as his gaze swept across the shop.

It was very clean!

And very fragrant!

That was his first impression.

Most of the haunted areas he had encountered before carried an unpleasant smell. Either it was the stench of decay, the stink of blood, the odor of medicine, or the mustiness of mold.

In short, they were extremely difficult to get used to.

Even when some special areas had a fragrance, it was usually the smell given off by burning wood.

This was the first time he had encountered a shop like this, filled with the fragrance of flowers.

He twitched his nose.

He detected the scents of jasmine, plum blossoms, and roses, all of them wafting from the paper flowers on the shelves.

"This is seriously damn bizarre."

"The paper flowers smell stronger than real flowers, and there isn't even a hint of artificial fragrance. It's completely natural, and not at all pungent."

Lin Rui walked through the shop, observing as he went.

He looked just like a customer choosing something, occasionally stopping to examine and appreciate the wares.

The shop was larger than he had imagined, and it carried more varieties of flowers as well. Although they were all paper flowers, they looked extremely exquisite.

Unfortunately.

Their colors carried an indescribable gloominess that involuntarily reminded people of funerals, mourning, paying respects, and other matters associated with death.