King of Ghosts and Gods

Passing by, burning paper, lighting wax, and lighting incense, but no movement? Pour wine, pay tribute, set off cannons, smash monuments, no response? Dig graves, dig graves, open coffins, whip corpses, have no temper? Setting up tables, drawing talismans, performing martial arts, thunder and lightning, no fake corpses? Set fire, burn the body, crush the bones, raise the ashes, and try again. A straw man, a wooden sword, a magic bell, reciting a mantra, and then summoning the soul. Wail, beat the ground, cry bitterly, shed tears... Ugh... The author is dead, and Pindao is helpless.