"It seems you also have quite a story behind you!"
Little Kingfisher regained some energy and secretly prompted its master, "Why not let it follow us? We are new here and not familiar with the Ghost Market, so having a guide wouldn't be bad."
"Alright."
Lin Qingluo readily agreed, looking back at the skull head with icy eyes, "Don't try to be cunning. I dared to come here, and I am confident I can leave safely. If you dare to deceive me, I'll destroy not just your skull head, but your Can Hun as well."
"I dare not, I dare not."
Skull head hurriedly denied.
"Lead the way."
Lin Qingluo's gaze was cold and icy.
"Yes."
The skull head respectfully followed, floating in front of the person and bird, leading the way.
*
"Eh, a living person's aura?"
"The smell of a living person."
"It smells so good!"
"It's been a long time since I've had tender human flesh."
As the person and bird entered the Ghost Market, resentful ghosts and skull heads floated past them from time to time.