Black did not stand out, especially in the mist.
Yet this black car was very easy to notice, because unlike the cars abandoned along the street for years, it looked exceptionally new. Presumably, it had been very well cared for.
The girl who stepped out of the black car was new too-both the dress patterned with tiny flowers and the umbrella she held.
Even she herself looked as though she had just left the factory, exuding an air at once fresh and uncanny.
"These ruins were sealed beneath the plateau's crust and remained relatively well preserved. Of course, they have also undergone many years of restoration. These vehicles were all newly made."
The girl's voice was calm, without the slightest fluctuation of emotion, just like the umbrella in her hand, which did not stir in the breeze.
The umbrella hid her face.
Jing Jiu's gaze fell on her feet. He found that she wore a very ordinary pair of black leather shoes, with fluffy socks bunched around her ankles. They looked very cute.
The wind picked up a little, dispersing some of the mist. There was a river not far ahead along the street.
Holding her umbrella, the girl walked onto the bridge and crossed the river.
Jing Jiu followed her.
Once they left the bridge, the mist in the city gradually thickened, concealing those lifeless buildings, while the mountain scenery ahead grew much clearer.
Among the mountains stood a courtyard compound with black eaves and white walls, flowering trees here and there, and lingering patches of snow. It bore some resemblance to Jing Garden outside Yunji Town.
Deep within the courtyard was a hot spring, giving off a faint, warm mist. A low table stood beside the water, with a chair on either side.
The girl walked to the