The young couple stood by the roadside, dazzled and utterly captivated, unable to extricate themselves.
They had never imagined that the simple act of burning paper money by the roadside on the Ghost Festival could be such an extraordinary form of worship! The green, eerie candlelight, the shredded paper money fluttering in the air as if carried by an invisible wind, and the sight of steaming hot porridge turning gray and cold the moment it was placed on the ground...
Could it be that ghosts really exist in this world?
The girl shivered involuntarily, but remembering a relative at home, she gritted her teeth and continued to stand there, watching earnestly.
However, through He Qing's eyes, the world had become different from what others saw.