Chapter Thirty-Five: Dying to Offer Incense, to Live for the

ight... Rumors of ghost stories abound.The valley was peaceful and quiet, especially tonight with a few stars shining in the sky. The wooden house stood by the clear stream, and a sense of tranquility...chaos, what long-term prospects are there!" Zhang Xun was almost unable to contain his anger: "Why bother saying these things!"I, Wei Yi, stopped laughing: “My junior brother Jiang probably felt some...