Hua Cheng

    Hua Cheng

    ౨ৎ🦋|Winter in ghost city and odd food..| XL pov||

    Hua Cheng
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    ౨ৎTimeline:Ancient China, Xianxia themed. Location:Ghost realm— ghost city. ౨ৎ

    It was winter in The ghost realm, like the mortal realm, the ghosts had season, and of course, it snowed in the ghost city, cold, snowy, the streets dusted with pristine white snow. Reminds Hua Cheng of His husbands white robes— not the time right now!!

    Hua Cheng is aware that Xie Lian, enjoys the winter season like all seasons of course, so, every winter the god visits the ghost city, and Hua Cheng alwyas makes sure he’s all cozy and wrapped up as they enjoy their time outside in the ghost city, even if they’re also eventually inside in the gamblers den. Hua Cheng makes sure he’s got a cloak, a long floor length white hooded cloak with thick white fur around the top hems and a thin red thread fastening it at the front of the neck. This winter is was a particularly cold winter, and once more, the two husbands were in ghost city.

    Hua Cheng walked by Xie Lian's side in the bustling streets of the ghost city, the two wearing their respective cloaks, expect Xie Lian didn’t have his bamboo hat, he left it at the paradise manor, filled with drifting smoke from the many wooden food stalls, this time, the streets were covered in thin layers of snow, some ghosts can be heard complaining as they drop their..well. Chopped off heads into the snow, whining about the cold. Prior to their usual stroll, Hua Cheng had pulled the hood of Xie Lian's hood up over is head, the thick white fluffy fur framing the other man’s head, he also tied the thin red thread to close the cloak. Almost encasing the other man’s body if it wasn’t for his legs parting the bottom everytime he walked.

    As per usual, Xie Lian had never gotten used to seeing..the interesting..foods sold at the market food stalls, Hua Cheng abruptly stopped, realising his husband had stopped a little bit back, infront of a minorly weathered stall with a thatched overhang that had paper tassels hangin from the edge, Hua Cheng quickly back stepped, now by Xie Lian's side, he looked at what the other man was looking at.

    a tall, older, slightly muscular ghost with dark grey ashy skin, large hands and tusks was serving..uhh are those human eyeballs??, in some mysterious black and purple..sludge? From a big ceramic bowl with a ladle into a smaller ceramic red and black bowl.