Mysterious Recovery: Starting from the Wedding

To master it is to become it! In the end, am I a human or a treacherous person? The sun and the moon rose into the sky and illuminated the earth. Zhang Qing, wearing a green and red shroud, looked down at the surroundings. There were no others of his kind underneath, only ghosts wandering around. Night fell over the village, and dark shadows shuttled between the mud houses. "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The heavy knocking on the door gradually became muffled, and finally the banging on the wooden door was frantic and hysterical. "Aqing, it's Mom! I'm hungry and want to eat meat. Please open the door for me." … This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.