Professional Tomb Keeper

The clouds were thick and the wind was blowing hard. Si Ji saw a wet little yellow duck with bright eyes in the cemetery... It was pitch black and dead silence all around, with a cold wind blowing from time to time. The moonlight was pale, the stars were sparse, but strange colors appeared on one side of the sky. Si Ji held a bowl of white rice and walked through the square cemetery. The huge cemetery was like a maze at this time, and he couldn't find the north, south, east or west. "Yu Hong, Yu Hong, hoo~, where are you?" Although the cool breeze often hit him, Si Ji's forehead was still covered with sweat. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.