You Don't Realize How Scary Your Older Sister Is Until You Grow Up

I drifted by, burned paper money, lit candles, offered incense—no response. I poured wine, offered sacrifices, set off firecrackers, smashed the tombstone—no reaction. I dug up the grave, exhumed the body, opened the coffin, whipped the corpse—no reaction. I set fire to the body, burned it, ground the bones, scattered the ashes—I tried again. I set up an altar, drew talismans, channeled my energy, and summoned lightning—nothing happened. I used a magic bell, a wooden sword, a effigy, chanted incantations, and tried to summon the soul again. I wept, cried, wailed, and pounded the ground. This person is dead; I, this humble Taoist, am powerless to save him.

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When did it just start? Update

Where did you go, author?

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Tomb sweeping, I hope the author will update again. I also quite like this work. Don't skip it!

If you don't change your mind, I'll knock your head off.

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