"Strange! This is really strange!" Looking at the coffin that was already starting to rot, Third Uncle stroked his beard and shook his head repeatedly. "The coffin has sunk quite a bit, at least three meters off the ground, but it's empty inside, there's nothing there. This grave has been dented so badly, I wonder when that happened?"

“I was here four days ago, and everything was fine then. It’s turned into this in just a few days.” A man in his forties standing on the right covered the tip of the hoe with his palms and sighed.

“I was here three mornings ago.” Another man, about the same age and somewhat short and stout, raised his thick eyebrows, then spat on the ground. “This is really weird. I didn’t hear anything, so how did such a big crater appear? Where did that guy and girl go? I haven’t seen them around here. Could they have been killed by wild animals…”

A wild beast? Hearing the man say that, Wan'er's heart sank. Could it be that her parents were really...?

"Shut up!" Seeing Wan'er's face change color, the Third Uncle shouted and yelled at the man, "We've lived here for decades, when have we ever heard of a graveyard being dug up by wild animals?"

"I, I!" The man was speechless for a moment. "Then, where did you go? We've searched the area for miles around."

"Dad, Mom." Wan'er sniffed, and two lines of tears streamed down her cheeks, landing on the kitten, which remained motionless.

"Plop!" Wan'er knelt down on the muddy ground, tears streaming down her face. She put the sleeping kitten aside and bowed repeatedly towards the grave, saying, "It is your unfilial daughter who cannot find your remains."

“Child, this isn’t your fault, don’t be like this.” Third Uncle walked over, turned to look at the blue cat lying on the ground, a strange light flashed in his eyes, then he turned back, bent down and helped Wan’er up, whispering in her ear, “Settle things for your parents, I have something to tell you.”

Wan'er, supported by her third uncle's arm, slowly stood up.

"Then I'll trouble you brothers to help me rebury the coffin. Wan'er thanks you all! I'll give the wages to Third Uncle. Thank you everyone!"

"Leave it to us, don't worry," the short, stout man replied to Wan'er, and swung his hoe again.

“They’re all old acquaintances, they’ll do their best. Let’s go down first.” Third Uncle looked back at the group, waved to them, then turned and bent down, carrying the slaughtered rooster, and led the way down the mountain…

"Then I'll have to trouble you." Wiping away her tears, Wan'er bent down, picked up the kitten from the ground, and followed. "Little Prince, why are you asleep?"

“He’s not asleep, he can’t stay here any longer.” Uncle San, who had already gone down the mountain a dozen steps, suddenly turned back to look at the kitten. “This place has too much evil energy. I dug up the soil just now, and there wasn’t a single insect in it. This place is not suitable for any small animals, which is why I told you to take the kitten and leave quickly…”

"Is that so?" Hearing her third uncle say this, Wan'er quickened her pace and hurried down the mountain. "Uncle, you're the village secretary here, how can you be so superstitious?"

“Silly child, this isn’t superstition, it’s called mystery. Some things in this world are inherently mysterious, and even science can’t explain them. I’m a Party member and an atheist, so how could I be superstitious? Killing a rooster in the graveyard is just to appease them, but the ominous aura of this graveyard is truly a mystery…”