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When they returned to the cave, the rearranged bones lying among the hillock had again dispersed into bits of bone ash.
Upon seeing Fang Geyu and Yun Rong return, Baili An couldn't help but ask, "What were you two talking about? You were gone for quite some time."
Yun Rong had already replaced her cloak hood, hiding in the shadows as her gaze indifferently glanced at the beautiful head hanging at his waist before suddenly saying, "Should we leave this skeleton with you for now?"
Hearing this, the beautiful head with tears of sleep in her eyes, yawned deeply and said, "It's just an old skeleton, hardly a treasure worth fussing over so much. Why not just find a pit and bury it?"
Under Fang Geyu's watchful eyes, Baili An said nothing more and decisively placed the skeleton into the Bi Shui Sheng Yu.
"I think we should dig a hole for your nagging, scary big head. Maybe if we plant some fertilizer on it, plenty of foxtails might grow next year. Don't you think so?"
