The old servant had made all the necessary preparations; even when blindfolded, he had steeled his nerves and groped his way forward, inch by inch.
Yet, the moment he opened his eyes, the sight before him still terrified him.
Am I worshipping a person, or a ghost?
This old servant of the Wei Family had seen much in his lifetime, having worshipped at countless temples, large and small. But opening his eyes now, he was stunned into speechlessness by the scene before him.
This place, logically, should have been one where hall guests were enshrined, which meant a deity protected it. Even if it didn't guarantee favorable weather, it should have ensured peace for humans and animals. But now, what had I seen upon opening my eyes? It looked more like the underworld!
Since arriving, he had not seen a single person, only dilapidated houses and desolate wild grass, among which lay scattered, withered bones.
