The black River of the Underworld flows silently, dead and voiceless, and a sudden sound of footsteps from the other side sends a chill down one's spine.
"What is that..."
Xiao Chen sees a shadow, like a wandering soul lost on the opposite bank. It's all darkness there, and the Divine Sense cannot probe further; only a vague outline can be seen, which seems to be of a man.
"Be careful, the opposite side is very dangerous!" The old Taoist warns again.
Xiao Chen hesitates about whether to cross over, but having found their way here, it would be regrettable to give up now.
"Ee ya..." Keke's big eyes lit up, the little creature seems to have sensed something, and said: "There's a very fragrant smell on the other side."
Xiao Chen rubs its furry head and says: "You little gluttonous thing."
"Ee ya" Keke hums discontentedly twice.
