The main tomb is dark, and there are only two incense fires. A dark wind blows out the lights and the paper.

"Xiaoqi, what's the matter?" On the fifth day of the junior year, I asked nervously, holding the copper bell and turning on the flashlight in a hurry.

the flashlight took a circle in the main tomb, and nothing was found.

"the ghost of the pregnant woman left a trace here. The ghost's resentment blew out the light. The resentment was too strong," I frowned.

"what do I do now?" On the fifth day of the lunar new year, he asked how he could fight against the enemy who...