Chapter 568: The Food in the Ancestor's Hands Doesn't Taste Good Anymore

The little girl burst into laughter at once.

That laughter, in the darkness of the night, sounded like the wailing of ghosts, making the surrounding leaves rustle along.

Chu's father's heart trembled, but inexplicably, he was no longer that scared.

He lifted his trembling hands and took out the prepared shovel and magnet.

He began to clear the things on the grave.

After much difficulty, he opened the grave and saw a skeleton.

Initially, because he wanted to suppress, he hadn't even prepared a coffin for his third sister.

Chu's father paused for a second, fighting the discomfort as he looked at the skeleton.

There were three iron nails stuck in the skeleton, each as thick as an adult's thumb, used for suppression.

When Chu's father set out to pull out the iron nails, his whole body was shaking, but it was not just from fear; it was more due to fear of himself.

He did not know how he had gone mad back then, how he could have done such a thing…