When death is approaching, in addition to the feeling of depression in my heart, I am not afraid. Seeing that Feng Buping ignored me, he operated the memorial ceremony freely. I began with the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, greeting one by one, until my mouth was dry.

Feng Buping treated me as air, finished the memorial ceremony meticulously, raised his hand to look at his watch, and said, "At twelve o'clock, start releasing pupal blood!" ”

Crooked nose kid and mouth from kneeling......

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