21st ghost street

the evening wind blew gently, and as the sun set, the lake's brilliant radiance dissipated and was hidden under the moonlight.

bai wushang was already by the lakeshore, patiently waiting for the time it takes for three incense sticks to burn.

finally, when the moon was covered by a dark cloud, all the chirping of insects and birds stopped.

even the strings of swimming spiritual fish seemed to have sensed a strange aura and dived into the depths of the water in a panic.

"they're here." bai wushang raised his head and thought to himself.

at some point, a small boat appeared on the calm lake, and a figure in a straw hat and coat stood quietly, looking in his direction.

"hehe, where are you going, sir?"

the moment the boatman opened his mouth, his hair-raising voice would definitely scare a child to tears.

bai wushang walked over, raised the oval object in his hand, and threw it on the other party's boat with ease.