Then I went to the ghost pot in the morning to rest. There was a lot of space in the ghost pot, and there were many places to live in it. I used to put a ghost in it before, but until now, the ghost had no movement at all. I don't know how she is inside. Did she be found in the morning?

Then I looked outside, the sun had risen outside, and I was reluctant to get up. It was fake to say that I was not sleepy, and I was not made of steel. It seemed that I really had to control my time, otherwise I would...