The next moment, Ye Hixian only felt a sharp pain in her brain, and large chunks of memories flooded in like a tidal wave.,Footsteps grew closer, Ye Hidan's beautiful eyes narrowed as she scanned her surroundings, grasping a hairpin that lay forgotten nearby.,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.。