The next moment, Ye Hishui only felt a violent pain in his head, and large chunks of memory came rushing in like a tide.,Walking out of the dilapidated temple, Ye Feiran cautiously surveyed her surroundings. After a moment's thought, she realized this was Kyoto's outskirts most famous ghost street.,She didn't know that a four-leaf clover, no taller than her finger, was hopping silently behind her.。