"Hu."
Wang Shi took a long breath and stared at the holy white flowers in the deep well with surprise. "What kind of flower is this? Just this fragrance alone makes my soul seem to be in a sublimation. It has such a miraculous effect. No wonder the ghost king cherished the spiritual body so much. It would rather expose its figure. Through threatening itself, it wants to retreat when it is difficult to avoid revealing the existence of this tiny white flower."
"Since this flower has such a magical effect and is so attractive to spirits and ghosts, I think it must have an extraordinary effect on the soul."
Wang Shi's eyes revealed a look of pleasant surprise. He immediately walked towards the deep well and carefully observed everything around it.
"Eh? There's a corpse here."
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