Stepping out of the dilapidated temple, Ye Feiran cautiously surveyed the surroundings. A quick search through her memories revealed that this was Kyoto's most notorious ghost street on the outskirts of the city.,The next moment, the white figure darted quickly through the herb garden, soon gathering all the medicinal herbs it needed.,At the same time, clover had quietly wrapped around Ye Hisai's dark hair behind him. The four leaves swayed constantly, hinting at excitement.。