"Ah, the path is long, where are you going with your shovel?" The mood of the people in the village calmed down gradually under my comfort. Someone asked curiously.

ghost is so magical in people's mind. If you say it exists, it must exist. If you say it doesn't exist, it won't exist. I'm a Taoist with a special identity. Since I said that evil spirits didn't kill them, even if the villagers didn't believe me, no one came out to contradict me.

"uncle, that female corpse is so resentful that I have to dig it out and send it back to avoid damaging the villagers." I said, of course,...