Since someone has experience, everyone will naturally follow.
Kong Hanan also pretended to lie down.
Unfortunately, I’m missing a handful of melon seeds.
Shopkeeper Li squeezed his fat body next to Kong Hanan.
“Brother Kong, there’s an empty seat here. I’ll squeeze in with you. Don’t mind. Tsk, why is it so cold around you?”
Kong Hanan smiled and gestured to keep quiet, while the man over there was still introducing in a low voice.
"This kind of ghost is unique to Zeng Bashu Kingdom."
"The rivers of Bashu are turbulent, and there is a group of boatmen who make their living by the river. They spend almost half their lives on the river, so after death, they are usually buried on the boats they have lived with, drifting with the current, or have their families hang their boats on some cliffs."
"But there are always some people who have a hard time making ends meet and want to take advantage of these boats. They look for an opportunity to salvage the boats and hastily bury the bodies on board. Then, after repairing the boats, they can use them again, and at least they can make a living."
"But this is no different from digging up graves. This is how the world appears to have these buried ghosts. They should have been buried in the rivers, but they appeared on land and have no choice but to wander around, crying for their boat."
The crying was getting closer and louder.
Shopkeeper Li didn't know whether he was scared or cold, but he started shivering beside Kong Hanan.
In order to avoid being hugged by this greasy fat man in a fit of excitement.
Kong Hanan had no choice but to comfort him.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Look, the person who spoke still dares to explain to us. This proves that the burial ghost is still far away."
As soon as the words fell, the person who spoke let out a scream.
“Ah~!”
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