Yin Road must not be lingered upon; dressed in new clothes, Ling Rong, holding her son, deeply bowed to Qin Liuxi and gave thanks before following the Ghost Messenger on her way.
Qin Liuxi watched as the Yin Road closed, two spots of golden light flew towards her, landing on the spiritual platform, instantly bringing a smile to her face.
Feeling good, she was also generous and offered all the unburned Ingot Candle Incense and assorted food and drinks to the nearby Wandering Ghosts.
Turning around, she saw Qi Qian, looking lost and pale-faced.
Tsk tsk, it's hard to tell if he's scared or cold.
Qin Liuxi snapped her fingers: "Come back to your senses."
Qi Qian shuddered, opened his mouth, wanting to ask her about what just happened.
But Qin Liuxi put out her index finger to her lips: "Shush, don't ask. It's exactly what you're thinking! Chen Pi, let's go."
"Coming." Chen Pi picked up two empty baskets and followed.
