Walking out of the dilapidated temple, Ye Feiran cautiously surveyed the surroundings. After a moment's recollection, she realized this was Kyoto's most famous ghost street on the outskirts of the city.,The next moment, the white shadow darted quickly through the herb garden, soon collecting all the herbs it needed.,Meanwhile, clover had quietly wound itself around Ye Hibiscus's black hair behind her back. The four leaves swayed constantly, hinting at excitement.。