"Please wait a moment, Taoist friend Gu!"
Cui Renyuan invited Gu Shi Yi to sit on a bone bench nearby. Gu Shi Yi glanced at the skull in the center of the bench, feeling a bit disdain, and stood there without moving. Cui Renyuan went inside, and soon a gust of eerie wind blew, making the human skins on the wall tremble, and strange screeching sounds emitted from below the high seat, making one's heart feel as if scratched by a cat, very unpleasant!
Gu Shi Yi stood there with her hands behind her back, frowning slightly. Shortly afterward, she saw a figure emerge from behind the high seat. This person was very tall and thin, with long arms and legs, wearing only a black robe that hung loosely on his frame. His white hair was scattered, his face cold and stiff. As he sat there, he looked like a skeletal sculpture, perfectly matching the decor style!
Gu Shi Yi squinted her eyes,
"Why does this Lord Yama look so familiar?"
