I nodded. "Yeah."
Uncle Chang lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I'll have to trouble you to help my brother recite scriptures. After all, he's already dead."
I still nodded. “Well.”
At this moment, someone asked me, "Qin Nuan, didn't you come to help Uncle Chang’s brother drive the ghost away that day? How did he die in the end? You're not reliable at all? "
I glanced at him, but ignored him. If it was before, I might have answered him. But now, I don't have that mood.
In fact, I didn’t like everything in this village now.
Although I knew that my attitude was wrong, I can't help it. I couldn’t accept the fact that people who have been with me all these years were some souls beyond this world.
I walked straight to the lighthouse in the middle of the yard and sat on a mat, reciting sculptures for Chang's brother.
After a while, I suddenly thought of something. Since Chang's brother was in this village, how did he violate that woman ghost?