"Places heavy with yin energy are bound to be strange. Everyone knows it's a cemetery here and no one comes at night; the village hasn't reported any incidents."
"Let's head back first; I want to eat the dish made with these bamboo shoots."
"Why do you only think about eating every day? Besides eating and exorcising ghosts, you can't do anything else. You can't do housework, nor can you cook."
"Are you starting to despise me now?"
"No, I actually like that you can't do anything."
Qin Zhao almost punched him, this guy had been particularly irritating lately.
Yet, his comment had stumped Qin Zhao, making her hold back her fist.
"Actually, sometimes the most important thing about being alive is feeling needed."
"Fine, you do know what to say."
Qin Zhao snorted lightly, sparing him.
As they descended the mountain and reached the foot, Qin Zhao suddenly stopped.
She turned around to look, and could clearly see all the ghosts wandering in the mountains.
