After these "ancients" appeared, they bowed to Luo Yunji, then scattered in every direction, curious about everything around them. They pointed things out and chatted excitedly.
They had appeared at Two Mountains before, but that place couldn't compare to the bustling Imperial City. And they had never appeared in Sanfu Town.
Seeing how happy they were, Luo Yunji smiled along with them, wandering aimlessly with the "crowd."
"If only we had a stove. I could make some snacks for you to try."
"I miss the days when I used to run a stall."
"Me too. I wonder how much of my dough-figurine-making skill I still remember!"
Listening to them reminisce about their pasts, Liao Xing found himself feeling sad for them, though he couldn't understand why.
"You can give it a try. Just tell me what you need. If I can manage it, I'll have everything ready by tomorrow night."
Liao Xing's words left the ghosts stunned. Then, with anticipation written all over their faces, they turned as one to look at Luo Yunji.
Luo Yunji gave a noncommittal nod.
The ghosts cheered and crowded around Liao Xing, all talking at once as they listed the things they needed.
They had lost all interest in exploring the street. Hurrying back to the mansion to tally up what they would need the next day, they all looked forward to tomorrow night.
Before heading to school the next day, Liao Xing handed the list he had prepared to Steward Wang and asked him to gather everything, making sure it was ready before school let out.
Luo Yunji was looking forward to it, too, but Zhang Xiaofan was on edge, afraid something would go wrong.
At long last, school let out. Luo Yunji was still packing his things when Liao Xing rushed