The old master ignored me and continued talking to himself.
"There is no Earth Soul!"
I repeated these words in my mind.
Again, there is no earth spirit.
I stared intently at this old craftsman and could tell that he wasn't some kind of expert.
As for the burial ground for souls that the old master mentioned, it also caught my attention.
Because the building I went to was clearly an unfinished project on the west side.
"The Burial Ground for Souls? Isn't that an unfinished building?"
I raised my voice; I needed to get enough information from the master craftsman.
"Child, think carefully, is there anything different between yesterday and today?"
When the old master saw that I couldn't understand, he showed a sympathetic expression, his tone tinged with pity.
The old man's reminder made me realize that I went there yesterday because ants led me there.
Moreover, when Ant took me there, it was strange that he kept delaying. Although he gave a reason, it was a very weak one.
"Looks like you've finally figured it out. What a waste of all your skills!" the old master laughed.
The whole thing became increasingly confusing and perplexing.
I wanted to ask more questions, but the driver refused to answer until we were almost there, at which point he stopped the car.
He told me to get off with a cold tone.
When I got off the bus and saw the old driver's face, I suddenly had a feeling of familiarity!
You, you are!
I was so surprised I couldn't speak.
The next second, I found myself standing in the wasteland, the taxi gone.
A familiar voice called out from afar: "Brother Chen! Brother Chen!"
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