The next moment, Ye Hirai only felt a sharp pain in her brain, and large chunks of memories surged in like a tide.,Footsteps grew closer, Ye Hian's beautiful eyes scanned the surroundings with sharpness, she grabbed a hairpin that lay forgotten beside her.,Walking out of the dilapidated temple, Ye Feiran cautiously surveyed the surroundings. After a moment's recollection, she realized this was Kyoto's most famous ghost street on the outskirts of the city.。