Jiang Xia let go of his hand.

The new ghost swooped behind the hand sanitizer, folded his wings bitterly, and smoothed out the ruffled feathers.

Jiang Xia watched from the side and felt very magical.

The appearance of the ghost fetus is actually a Q version of a real person.

But when this monk ghost died, it must have been in a normal human form and not with wings on its back - otherwise the foggy dog ​​murder incident two years ago would not have been so well-known.

…

Many rules in this world are different from what Jiang Xia was familiar with before.

He could only guess based on those messy principles that the sudden mutation of this new ghost was related to the legend of the foggy dog ​​killing people.

——That legend was once widely popular in this area. It may be that these chants affected the shape of the monk ghost.

I don’t know if the wings are just a decoration or if they can really fly...

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia tentatively poked the ghost in front of her, trying to get it to fly.

Monk Ghost instinctively ducked aside.

But soon, it remembered that it still needed help from the psychic in front of it, so it stood stiffly on the spot and let Jiang Xia poke at him randomly.
Chapter completed!