Heart Buried in God

The hundred-year agreement is coming, and all kinds of ghosts and gods are ready to take action. "Oi! That goblin in front," Siming was holding a cigarette in his mouth and his tone was very arrogant. "Peel off the pine nuts in your hand and give me a taste." The little goblin spoke timidly, "This is for my mother to eat, I can't give it to you..." Si Ming took a deep breath of cigarette, shook the soul-calling flag in his hand, and his tone gradually became gloomy. "The little goblin is not good, but he will be taken into the soul-calling flag by his uncle——" The little goblin was frightened and cried loudly. The mountain suddenly shook. Siming was horrified to see half of the mountain flying up into the sky. Above the clouds, there was a gaze looking directly at Siming. "Who dares to bully my child!" Came an ethereal but angry voice. Siming froze in place until the butt of the cigarette burned his mouth. "What the hell is this your mother?!"