When the old woman had said this, she carried the dead black kite down her farmland.

"All kinds of ghost heroes, go all the way, our family is also on this condition, but if you have something to ask for, I can help you at any time, but please don't pester my grandson! Heaven and earth, my wife is here, thank you so much! ”

As she went, the old woman bowed with her hands folded in all directions, chanting as she prayed to God.

As soon as the old woman left, the pile of fire paper on the ground was swept away by a cold tornado.

My cousin and I looked at the pile of fire paper that had been rolled up into the sky, almost as if it were about to fly into space.

But when I looked closer, I saw that a huge fire had appeared in the sky

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