"Your body has a strong spiritual aura." The old woman looked at Feng Jiu: "You aren't a beggar are you?" A beggar would not possess such a pure spiritual power.
Upon hearing this, Feng Jiu's expression wavered slightly, she glanced at the old woman and nodded: "Well, it is safer for me to be disguised as a beggar as I am travelling alone."
"Elder sister, elder sister, play with me, elder sister, play with me…."
The childlike voice drifted in from outside again, the voice carried a hint of crying. But compared to the pitch blackness outside, the horror of the voice was lessened in the ancestral hall lit up with lanterns.
She glanced outside and asked: "How come they can't come inside?" This place didn't seem like there was anything special about it, so why couldn't the vengeful spirits enter.
