Chen Shi hesitated for a moment and agreed.
He is now a ghost, and being in the underworld poses many inconveniences. At any moment, he might be influenced by the unknown forces of the underworld, following those ghosts involuntarily, not knowing where he is headed. Moreover, there are many dangers in the underworld, and he does indeed need help. As for running errands for the Eastern Palace, he certainly wouldn't do it.
Peng Ju led the way, and the two walked along with the mist between the mountains. They saw streams of white mist flowing on the ground between the Yin Mountain, and on each path, there were people walking along with the mist.
These people were ghosts, muddle-headed and controlled by a mysterious force, tirelessly heading in the same direction.
Peng Ju had injured wings and couldn't fly, so the two walked along the edge of the road.
