Is this the Death Realm?
Chen Qing looked around:
Desolate, lonely, and uninhabited, only the White Bone River flowed.
The ground was reddish-brown with dried blood, human skin hanging on trees fluttering in the wind.
While observing, a very tall man suddenly approached him, "I've been looking for you for a long time, so you were here!"
The man hugged him excitedly, "Let's go, let's go fishing!"
This man had a simple and honest face, seemingly like a genuine farmer.
Chen Qing couldn't figure out what he was supposed to do, so he thought about fishing with this man for a day.
Arriving at the edge of the White Bone River, Chen Qing sat next to the man, mimicking his actions, waving the fishing rod in his hand and casting the bare hook into the water.
"Can you fish with a bare hook?"
The fisherman laughed heartily, "They couldn't even beg for this!"
Soon, the man caught a big fish.
He asked, "How is the Human World now?"
