Ye Luanyun paid no attention to Sui Yi's indifference, but simply stared at the coffin, looking somewhat fixed: "This is also good."
Yes, this is also good.
Sui Yi pondered in silence.
At this moment, the coffin was already being prepared for burial. (As for some of the customs, Sui Yi also didn't understand them well, so there was no need to test everyone with those archaic terms.)
Suddenly!
Caw Caw Caw!
The sudden crowing startled the villagers and even more so the outsiders, causing the legs of those carrying the coffin to go weak.
Everyone looked towards the source of the crowing.
There they saw a black mass atop the large banyan tree.
The sight seemed familiar.
"Isn't this..." Gong Jiu and Gen Fengsha, among others, weren't seeing it for the first time and managed to keep their composure, but their faces also turned pale, as if recalling some secret of the ancient tomb.
