Just after half past nine, Boss Ye and I grabbed the black bag and slipped out of the school with paper money.

In Xinjiang in winter, there is always a thick fog at night, and the intersections, which have little traffic and people, are even more eerie after being filled with dense fog.

Boss Ye and I stood on the southwest death gate, drew a circle on the snow with a wooden stick, left a hole opposite me, and drew a cross line in the circle, respectfully placing most of the paper money in the center of the crosshair......

When Boss Ye reminded me that it was ten o'clock, I immediately picked up a lighter, lit the first wad of paper money, and threw it outside the circle, which was used to pay tribute to all parties......

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