Time was of the essence. Ye Hiran suddenly sat up, her blood-stained hands fiercely striking the burly man's neck.,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.,Under the moonlight, you could see that inside the haunted house was a medicine garden, filled with all kinds of herbs.。