The fog was so thick.
When Qin Manjiang saw her, she was still standing beneath that tree, with the Mermaid Fountain behind her.
Frail and deathly pale, her skin was even whiter than her filthy White Dress.
As though sensing his gaze, she slowly turned her head, and Qin Manjiang's reflection appeared in her gray-white pupils.
"..."
Was she really Nie Yunzhen?
Qin Manjiang raised his phone and asked into the call that was still connected:
"Is that you?"
The woman, so frail that a gust of wind seemed capable of blowing her away, nodded.
It really was her...
She had inexplicably cleared a Ghost Story, shot up to First Seat, and even called this phone belonging to a dead person.
Qin Manjiang had imagined what she might look like. Frankly, before hearing her voice, he had even thought she would be a man.
After crossing the street and reaching her side, Qin Manjiang became even more aware of how abnormal she was.
Her expression was different from most people's, as though she had gone so long without making expressions that she had completely lost the ability.
The flesh on her face was lifeless, hanging pale on her bones. Paired with her gray-white pupils, it almost made her look as though she would dissolve into the thick fog.
For a moment, Qin Manjiang even fell into a daze.
This face... Though she was already little more than skin and bones, he actually found her vaguely familiar.
Only when the icy mist crept down his neck did he abruptly snap out of it.
"Come with me for now."
Qin Manjiang spoke.
The woman gave him the impression that she could stop breathing at any moment.
It was best not to leave her in such cold fog for long. Qin Manjiang flagged