Two cherubic little dolls blinked, and in a fleeting moment, transformed into two streaks of golden light, disappearing into the water.
Xu Qing's gaze was fixed tightly on the Baisha River, his eyes unknowingly had turned pitch-black like ink.
Xuan Yu perked up his ears, seemingly frozen in place, staring motionlessly at the river's surface.
When the zombie and the cat released the goldfish, neither noticed anything unusual about the fish, but who would have thought that as soon as it neared the water, the overwhelming humidity would roll in, transforming the fish into human form.
"Mermaid..." Xuan Yu muttered two words, snapping back to reality.
"It's the incense."
Xu Qing withdrew his gaze and offered an explanation.
The two goldfish had little cultivation, but when they approached the Baisha River and transformed, Xu Qing caught a peculiar scent of incense.