Shen Le held the pottery house fragments, turned ninety degrees to the right, took two steps forward, then turned ninety degrees to the left, took another three steps forward, then turned again...
His eyes remained fixed on a point in empty space. One foot rose high, the next landed low; he stepped onto a stair, swayed, then caught his foot on a railing and swayed again...
His whole body simply floated up, walking through thin air, a gap half a foot high stretching between his soles and the ground as he moved forward step by step.
Fortunately, this place was remote, and there was hardly anyone in the entire parking lot. Otherwise, someone might have happened to turn around, seen him, and let out a scream:
"Ghost!"
"Shen Le, what's wrong with you?"
The moment Gu Yulin saw Shen Le like this, he hurriedly shut the car door and rushed over in a few long strides.
Completely focused, Shen Le walked another twenty or thirty steps through the parking lot before suddenly crouching behind a bus. Holding the box of pottery house fragments in both hands, he nearly pushed it beneath the wheels.
"This vehicle... Strange. There are points of light on it, and they keep burrowing into the pottery house..."
Even if Gu Yulin strained his eyes to the limit, he could not see any points of light. Only after closing his eyes, pressing the index and middle fingers of his right hand against his brow, and muttering an incantation for a while did he open his eyes again and take a deep breath.
"This vehicle... This vehicle has a Soul Ring on it..."
Shen Le rolled his eyes at him speechlessly. Hey, I'm at least a graduate student at one of the country's top two universities. My taste