On the other side of the palace, it suddenly became clear.

In the distance, there were lush mountains and forests. In front of me was a large lawn. Not far away, there was a river, and the water should have flowed down to the cliff to form a waterfall. The sound of the rushing water was gushing.

Kellen and Clara were both squatting on the lawn, while Mitch was floating on some kind of fountain nearby, sitting on top with his eyes closed in meditation.

The fickle ghost and the bride ghost rolled up their trousers, stepped on the shallow mud of the river, and were grabbing something.

The cute ghost ran in circles on the grass, holding a kite with Taylor.

Hmm? Is it a kite? Susie looked at it and felt something strange.

While Clara stirred the contents in the pot, she said, "Why would you barbecue such good ingredients? This rabbit is definitely more delicious when braised."