The convoy gradually entered the tombs in the barren mountains. Countless tombstones harmonized with the mountain breeze, and it seemed that the sounds of ghosts weeping could be heard.
The band became lively again, playing its only piece of joy in this desolate scene.
The talismans on Diao Qingchang and Shi Wenguang were burning rapidly, and the bodies of other people who had the talismans also began to glow!
He prayed but nothing happened.
He seemed to feel at ease. Although there was no talisman on it, he was listening attentively.
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