Jiang Jiaoyue returned to Beijing to recognize her relatives and set up a fortune-telling stall to earn merit. "Master, I dreamed that a man was chasing me and beating me, so how could I give his head back?" "Your wine bowl is made of a dead man's skull, just give it back to him." "Master, I dreamed that my grandfather opened the coffin board and scolded me. Did he not like this birthday coffin? Jiang Jiaoyue raised her forehead and said, "Report it to the official, your grandfather's grave was dug and the burial objects were taken away. "，，！，，，
