Old Master Chen sat in the car and found a white shadow shaking in front of him, beckoning to him,
Master Chen was sitting in the car in a daze, with the tiredness in his eyes, feeling horror and fear.
Old Master Chen sat in the car and continued to drive aimlessly. I picked up a pack of cigarettes, lit a fire, and smoked. At that moment, when he took a few puffs, he found a white shadow in front of him shaking, beckoning to him, comicbook 16:9 image
Old Master Chen sat in the car and continued to drive aimlessly. I picked up a pack of cigarettes, lit a fire, and smoked. At that moment, when he took a few puffs, he found a white shadow in front of him shaking, beckoning to him, comicbook 16:9 image
The originally quiet night suddenly had someone but it seemed more or less unnatural, and besides, such a situation Old Master Chen. I have to remind people of something that people dont want to think of, and that is ghosts!But in the end, Master Chen decided to pull her, and the man got into the car and said in a miserable and hoarse voice, \Please go to the crematorium.\ Old Master Chen shuddered. Is she really... He couldnt think any further, and he didnt dare to think anymore. He regretted it, but now that he was ready to send her as soon as possible
The originally quiet night suddenly had someone but it seemed more or less unnatural, and besides, such a situation Old Master Chen. I have to remind people of something that people dont want to think of, and that is ghosts!But in the end, Master Chen decided to pull her, and the man got into the car and said in a miserable and hoarse voice, \Please go to the crematorium.\ Old Master Chen shuddered. Is she really... He couldnt think any further, and he didnt dare to think anymore. He regretted it, but now that he was ready to send her as soon as possible
The originally quiet night suddenly had someone but it seemed more or less unnatural, and besides, such a situation Old Master Chen. I have to remind people of something that people dont want to think of, and that is ghosts!But in the end, Master Chen decided to pull her, and the man got into the car and said in a miserable and hoarse voice, \Please go to the crematorium.\ Old Master Chen shuddered. Is she really... He couldnt think any further, and he didnt dare to think anymore. He regretted it, but now that he was ready to send her as soon as possible
The originally quiet night suddenly had someone but it seemed more or less unnatural, and besides, such a situation Old Master Chen. I have to remind people of something that people dont want to think of, and that is ghosts!But in the end, Master Chen decided to pull her, and the man got into the car and said in a miserable and hoarse voice, \Please go to the crematorium.\ Old Master Chen shuddered. Is she really... He couldnt think any further, and he didnt dare to think anymore. He regretted it, but now that he was ready to send her as soon as possible
Old Master Chen continued to drive without a purpose. I picked up a pack of cigarettes, lit a fire, and smoked. At that moment, when he took a few puffs, he found a white shadow in front of him shaking, beckoning to him, comic book 16:9 image
Lao Chen was obviously stunned as he sat in the car, with fear in his eyes.
Lao Chen was sitting in the car in a daze, with tiredness in his eyes, feeling horror and fear.
It was already late at night, and a taxi driver, Master Chen. It was decided to pull one more passenger and go home, but the car went back and forth a few times, and there were still people on the road.
It was already late at night, and a taxi driver, Master Chen. It was decided to pull one more passenger and go home, but the car went back and forth a few times, and there were still people on the road.
On a late-night mountain road, a solitary car traverses through the mist-draped ridges. The dim yellow radiance of the car's headlights pierces the darkness, outlining enigmatic tree shadows. Illuminated by the car lights, the distant trees contort into twisted and eerie forms, as if concealing the unknown powers of spirits and ghosts. The entire background of the scene presents a profound night, with moonlight filtering through the clouds and casting a subtle silver glow on the mountain ridges. The overall image, meticulously depicted, unveils the mysterious and terrifying atmosphere of the deep night, setting a visual tone of enigma for the story.
Under a big tree sits an ancient Chinese old man, surrounded by his two young disciples, who are imparting his wisdom. This scene should show the old man as a wise and respected mentor, with a refined face and a focused demeanor.
An old Taoist priest was sitting in a place with beautiful scenery and a long golden dragon hovering in the sky.
In rural China, (Blue atmosphere :1.5), (Supernatural, spooky :1.5), A 70-year-old man, Long white hair, white beard, wrinkled face, creepy smile, leering lens, blue atmosphere, wearing white robes, sitting in a room, (full body display)),
In rural China, (Blue atmosphere :1.5), (Supernatural, spooky :1.5), A 70-year-old man, Long white hair, white beard, wrinkled face, creepy smile, leering lens, blue atmosphere, wearing white robes, sitting in a room, (full body display)),
In rural China, (Blue atmosphere :1.5), (Supernatural, spooky :1.5), A 70-year-old man, Long white hair, white beard, wrinkled face, creepy smile, leering lens, blue atmosphere, wearing white robes, sitting in a room, (full body display)),
In a world of cultivating immortals, there are lush and tall trees, clouds blowing in the wind, and a handsome old man wearing a white Chinese-style robe with fair skin and long white hair. His whole body exudes a kind of deathly silence. Breathing, I put my hands on my knees and sat cross-legged under a tree, my eyes closed tightly, my head lowered and facing my chest, a few leaves floating in the air seed:1976761871
In a world of cultivating immortals, there are lush and tall trees, clouds blowing in the wind, and a handsome old man wearing a white Chinese-style robe with fair skin and long white hair. His whole body exudes a kind of deathly silence. Breathing, I put my hands on my knees and sat cross-legged under a tree, my eyes closed tightly, my head lowered and facing my chest, a few leaves floating in the air seed:1976761871
In a world of cultivating immortals, there are lush and tall trees, clouds blowing in the wind, and a handsome old man wearing a white Chinese-style robe with fair skin and long white hair. His whole body exudes a kind of deathly silence. Breathing, I put my hands on my knees and sat cross-legged under a tree, my eyes closed tightly, my head lowered and facing my chest, a few leaves floating in the air seed:1976761871
The scene depicts a sinister and eerie secondhand truck with an eerie glow lurking beneath its wheels. Chinese traditional supernatural elements are subtly infused into the setting, portraying a mysterious and frightening rural backdrop enveloped in swirling mist. Dim streetlights emit faint glimmers amidst the darkness. Surrounding the wheels of the truck, intricate Chinese calligraphy reads \"Eerie Misfortune: Mystery of the Ghostly Car\" in an otherworldly font, exuding an unsettling ambiance. The entire composition evokes a sense of the supernatural, mystery, and horror, aligning closely with the story's plot.
The scene depicts a sinister and eerie secondhand truck with an eerie glow lurking beneath its wheels. Chinese traditional supernatural elements are subtly infused into the setting, portraying a mysterious and frightening rural backdrop enveloped in swirling mist. Dim streetlights emit faint glimmers amidst the darkness. Surrounding the wheels of the truck, intricate Chinese calligraphy reads \"Eerie Misfortune: Mystery of the Ghostly Car\" in an otherworldly font, exuding an unsettling ambiance. The entire composition evokes a sense of the supernatural, mystery, and horror, aligning closely with the story's plot.
The scene depicts a sinister and eerie secondhand truck with an eerie glow lurking beneath its wheels. Chinese traditional supernatural elements are subtly infused into the setting, portraying a mysterious and frightening rural backdrop enveloped in swirling mist. Dim streetlights emit faint glimmers amidst the darkness. Surrounding the wheels of the truck, intricate Chinese calligraphy reads \"Eerie Misfortune: Mystery of the Ghostly Car\" in an otherworldly font, exuding an unsettling ambiance. The entire composition evokes a sense of the supernatural, mystery, and horror, aligning closely with the story's plot.
The scene depicts a sinister and eerie secondhand truck with an eerie glow lurking beneath its wheels. Chinese traditional supernatural elements are subtly infused into the setting, portraying a mysterious and frightening rural backdrop enveloped in swirling mist. Dim streetlights emit faint glimmers amidst the darkness. Surrounding the wheels of the truck, intricate Chinese calligraphy reads \"Eerie Misfortune: Mystery of the Ghostly Car\" in an otherworldly font, exuding an unsettling ambiance. The entire composition evokes a sense of the supernatural, mystery, and horror, aligning closely with the story's plot.
In a world of cultivating immortals, there are lush and tall trees, clouds blowing in the wind, and a handsome old man wearing a white Chinese-style robe with fair skin and long white hair. His whole body exudes a kind of deathly silence. He put his hands on his knees and sat cross-legged under a tree. His eyes were lifeless. He lowered his head and faced his chest. A few leaves were floating in the air seed:1976761871
On a deserted mountain road in the deep night, a solitary car navigates through the mist-shrouded ridges. The dim yellow glow of the car's headlights penetrates the darkness, outlining mysterious shadows of trees. Under the illumination of the headlights, distant trees contort into twisted and eerie shapes, as if concealing an unknown supernatural force. In the center of the image, a large traditional Chinese mask emerges in the night, with mysterious symbols and patterns emitting a faint blue ethereal glow. Within the mask's eyes, an indescribable sense of terror flickers, as if harboring a supernatural and mysterious power. The entire background of the picture presents a profound nocturnal scene, with moonlight breaking through the clouds and casting a faint silver light upon the mountain ridges. At the bottom of the image, written in ancient calligraphy, is the phrase \"Mountain Night Miracles,\" emphasizing the combination of tradition and mystery, evoking curiosity and horror about the story. The overall cover, through meticulous depiction, showcases the fusion of traditional Chinese supernatural themes with the mysterious and terrifying atmosphere of the deep night, setting the enigmatic visual tone for the story.
In rural China, (Blue atmosphere :1.5), (supernatural, weird), A 70-year-old man in a white robe, Long white hair, white beard, wrinkled face, creepy smile, leering lens, blue atmosphere, sitting in the room, (full body display)),
In rural China, (Blue atmosphere :1.5), (supernatural, weird), A 70-year-old man in a white robe, Long white hair, white beard, wrinkled face, creepy smile, leering lens, blue atmosphere, sitting in the room, (full body display)),
In rural China, (Blue atmosphere :1.5), (supernatural, weird), A 70-year-old man in a white robe, Long white hair, white beard, wrinkled face, creepy smile, leering lens, blue atmosphere, sitting in the room, (full body display)),
In rural China, (Blue atmosphere :1.5), (supernatural, weird), A 70-year-old man in a white robe, Long white hair, white beard, wrinkled face, creepy smile, leering lens, blue atmosphere, sitting in the room, (full body display)),
In rural China, (Blue atmosphere :1.5), (supernatural, weird), A 70-year-old man in a white robe, Long white hair, white beard, wrinkled face, creepy smile, leering lens, blue atmosphere, sitting in the room, (full body display)),
In rural China, (Blue atmosphere :1.5), (supernatural, weird), A 70-year-old man in a white robe, Long white hair, white beard, wrinkled face, creepy smile, leering lens, blue atmosphere, sitting in the room, (full body display)),
Cloaked in a pure white robe with a sword hanging at his waist, he appears like a wanderer of all realms. His tall and slender figure moves with lightness, seemingly detached from the earthly realm. A deep blue Taoist hat gently veils his clear and profound eyes, which hold the richness of life experiences; each blink echoes with contemplation. In his hands, he wields a broad and ancient sword, its blade engraved with the marks of passing ages. The tip of the sword flickers with a subtle glint of cold light, resembling distant stars, exuding a profound sense of solemnity. In the display of his swordsmanship, each move resonates like a melodious tune, reminiscent of a harmonious and exhilarating martial arts ballad. There's a mysterious aura about him, as if he were a recluse dwelling in mountainous forests; his presence is akin to an ancient temple washed by time, radiating an inviolable solemnity.
Cloaked in a pure white robe with a sword hanging at his waist, he appears like a wanderer of all realms. His tall and slender figure moves with lightness, seemingly detached from the earthly realm. A deep blue Taoist hat gently veils his clear and profound eyes, which hold the richness of life experiences; each blink echoes with contemplation. In his hands, he wields a broad and ancient sword, its blade engraved with the marks of passing ages. The tip of the sword flickers with a subtle glint of cold light, resembling distant stars, exuding a profound sense of solemnity. In the display of his swordsmanship, each move resonates like a melodious tune, reminiscent of a harmonious and exhilarating martial arts ballad. There's a mysterious aura about him, as if he were a recluse dwelling in mountainous forests; his presence is akin to an ancient temple washed by time, radiating an inviolable solemnity.
Cloaked in a pure white robe with a sword hanging at his waist, he appears like a wanderer of all realms. His tall and slender figure moves with lightness, seemingly detached from the earthly realm. A deep blue Taoist hat gently veils his clear and profound eyes, which hold the richness of life experiences; each blink echoes with contemplation. In his hands, he wields a broad and ancient sword, its blade engraved with the marks of passing ages. The tip of the sword flickers with a subtle glint of cold light, resembling distant stars, exuding a profound sense of solemnity. In the display of his swordsmanship, each move resonates like a melodious tune, reminiscent of a harmonious and exhilarating martial arts ballad. There's a mysterious aura about him, as if he were a recluse dwelling in mountainous forests; his presence is akin to an ancient temple washed by time, radiating an inviolable solemnity.
On a moonless night, a vintage car is filled with ghostly sounds and sights. A ghosts in cloud
a moody and atmospheric scene with a solitary car driving down a narrow road flanked by tall, thin trees. The trees appear charred or bare, suggesting a forest after a fire or during a dormant season. The sky is overcast, with fog or mist descending and obscuring the trees in the distance, which creates a sense of depth and mystery. The car's headlights are on, piercing through the dim light and hinting at limited visibility. The road itself seems to be a dirt track, with the texture of the ground visible, and it stretches straight into the forest, leading the eye towards the unknown. The overall color palette is desaturated, with muted tones that emphasize the starkness of the landscape. This setting evokes a feeling of isolation and perhaps a touch of foreboding, as the car travels alone through this eerie woodland.