"What a mess, so scary!"
Cheng Shujin glanced at it and frowned, "Giving this to a benefactor seems too ominous!"
The painting depicted ruins, or rather, a post-war wasteland, with faintly visible cross-tombstones in the pitch darkness. Only a full moon hung high in the sky, and a flock of flying creatures, either crows or bats, hovered in mid-air.
The silent night, with a creek quietly flowing, reflected the moonlight.
"Damn! Is this haunted?"
Chi Youyou stared at the painting, thinking it was too amazing. Just as she was about to retort to Cheng Shujin, his exclamation scared her!
"This... there's ghost fire!"
He pointed at the painting with a face full of terror, "It wasn't there a moment ago, how did ghost fire suddenly appear! Quick! Throw this painting away!"
Chi Youyou looked where he was pointing and, just as he said, besides the moonlight and water reflections, nothing else was glowing. Suddenly, small lights appeared faintly in the ruins.
"This is amazing!"
