Ye Hirai heard the conversation between the two and slightly frowned.,Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew by. Yè Hí Rǎn twitched her nose, a hint of joy appearing in her heart. She took a step and entered the ghost house on the east side of Ghost Street.,Then, Ye Hishan found tools in the haunted house and skillfully pounded the herbs into a medicinal juice to consume.。