Finally, on July 15th, I shoveled the turf early, and waited helplessly for the sky to darken, so I hurriedly carried my mother who was busy burning paper money, and impatiently came to a crossroad behind the village. At the intersection, sit down according to the method the old man said, and wait for grandma’s arrival. You are Yaksha ghosts! I’m confused, since I didn’t die, how could I become a ghost for no apparent reason? After a while, a ghost brought a large and thick account book to Li Gui’s desk. … Continue readingGhosts On July 15th