Starry Ancestor

"The ancestor in the next tomb went out to bask in the sun again." Said an idle zombie covered in fungus hair. A strange ghost who passed by here recently asked out of curiosity: "Aren't zombies afraid of light? How can they go out to bask in the sun?" The zombie with fungus hairs would naturally say: "So our ancestors held up umbrellas to bask in the sun." The strange ghost asked: "Can't it not be exposed to the sun?" Fungus Hairy Zombie said: "The ancestors said that it should be a ghost of the new era that lives in the sunshine and grows in the spring breeze." The strange ghost said: "I don't understand, but I respect it." A weird voice suddenly said: "The ghosts of the new era are just for fools like you. In fact, they left the tomb and were waiting for someone." "Who are you waiting for?" The strange ghost turned around and saw a headless zombie. Fungus Mao said: "Wait for a woman who has made our ancestors laugh at us for three thousand years." The strange ghost said: "Oh, what about later?" Before the mold hair could say anything, the headless zombie said: "Of course it's a slap in the face, a torture, and a ghost hunt in the crematorium." CP: Archeology female student Intention: I love you forever