Change!

Zhou Ze stood up and was about to stop the girl.

However, at that moment, he realized that the mall was filled with black footprints. It was not just the girl from before, but the other customers, the salesperson, and everyone else's shoes seemed to be coated with a layer of black grease. Every step left clear footprints.

This was something that Zhou Ze did not expect. Could it be that everyone in this mall was a ghost?

Even if it was a ghost market, it could not be so exaggerated.

The last time Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang had seen Madam Bai's banquet, there were only a few tables of people playing around. It was far from being as grand as it was now. After all, Madam Bai had cultivated for 200 years and even had her own temple halfway through.

Suddenly, she felt dizzy.

Zhou Ze felt like he was on a merry-go-round in an amusement park.

Everything around him seemed so unreal, so strange and strange.