Jing Bai led Zhouzhou to his home. After getting out of the car, Zhouzhou glanced around, blinking her eyes in confusion. She hesitated and asked, "Brother, where do you live? This place looks so dark, and there are so many spirits here! It doesn't look like a neighborhood. It looks more like... a cemetery??"
Jing Bai, with a calm expression, responded, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"
She wasn't scared, though. Since she was young, Zhouzhou had been dealing with these things. Moreover, these spirits looked very similar to the ones she had encountered at the Fourth Bureau; they all carried merit, just not as much as the ones she had seen there. But they were definitely more than ordinary people.
Thinking this, Zhouzhou couldn't help but take another look at them. Just then, Jing Bai turned on the lights, illuminating the surroundings, and Zhouzhou could finally see clearly. It was indeed a cemetery. Rows of tombstones stood upright, lined up in the dim light.