C68 A kid

"Hundred Ghosts Gathering? What the hell is this? " Just as I was wondering, I saw what it meant to be a hundred ghosts gathering, but as the white fog churned, ghost after ghost appeared around the three of us. These ghosts all had different appearances, and even their clothes were different, men and women, old and young, all sorts of ghosts.

Some of the ghosts lost half of their head