Walking out of the dilapidated temple, Ye Feiran cautiously surveyed the surroundings. After a moment's recollection, she realized this was Kyoto's most famous ghost street on the outskirts of the city.,Everything felt off. Ye Hishui couldn't help but feel a surge of caution. She scanned her surroundings silently, detecting no signs of life.,Meanwhile, clover had quietly wound itself around Ye Hibiscus's black hair behind her back. The four leaves swayed constantly, hinting at excitement.。