"Xiao Bai, do you think the Ancestor looks like a ghost?"
The lively and melodious female voice, like flowing water, came gently from above, giving the panicked Bai Fei an instant feeling of coming back to life.
Calming his heart, he turned his head to see Zuzi in a white dress standing by the stone wall, her jade-like fingers lightly tracing the path of sunlight.
Bai Fei, who had just come back to his senses, felt like he was about to be lost in amazement again!
"Tch!" On Zuzi's shoulder, a delicate black crow stared at him with wide eyes, its beak opening and closing, as if mocking his loss of composure.
Bai Fei hurriedly patted his face, tidied up his white suit, and said with an awkward smile, "Not at all, not at all! I was having a nightmare, little Fairy, you don't know, in my dream, I was kicked into a grave, boo hoo..."
Zuzi chuckled softly, "Xiao Bai, you weren't dreaming, this is a grave."
Bai Fei was speechless.
