What do you mean by "getting old"? I'm still a young and strong guy, okay?
However, my current appearance is hard to describe.
But when they heard that I had only been with Yuan Ying for a few days, they immediately lost interest and didn't ask any more questions.
There were quite a few offerings this time, and it wasn't until after 3 p.m. that the offerings were finally finished.
The sun was still very strong, and with so many people around, no one was particularly afraid.
That's just how people are.
One person said: I'm so scared, I'm so scared, am I not going to die here?
Two people: Do the two of us really have any hope of survival?
Three people: I think we can give it a shot; there's strength in numbers!
Four people: Why don't you ask it why it doesn't avoid my sharp edge?
Five people: Hey guys, let's team up and take it on. Anyone who chickens out is a coward.
Six or more people: If it's a female ghost, then you can only thank nature for its bounty.
Once I was sure all the offerings had been burned, I used a stick to pry up the bottom layer to check and make sure no corner was missed.
I told them to pack their things and leave before the sun went down.
"Everyone, remember this: no matter what sound you hear, even if it's your own parents calling you, don't turn around. It's bad luck!"
I gave instructions to a few people.
"Don't worry, brother, we know the rules. When we sent my mom up the mountain before, we always told her not to look back."
"Even if there are beautiful women behind us, we won't turn around."
"A beautiful woman? Hahaha, shouldn't we thank nature for its gift?"
"Stop talking nonsense, let's get going!"
Several young men carried their digging tools on their shoulders, and I led the way as we walked down the mountain, chatting and laughing.
Just then, someone shouted, "Isn't there another piece of paper money in this bag? Who forgot to burn it?"
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