From the moment Xie Qiao received the tablet, this ghoul had appeared. Looking at the tablet, it looked lonely and sad.
"This tablet is old. I brought my carving tools. Later, I will find a good piece of wood and carve another one for you. If you know the name of your family, when you go back, we can help you look for it and return the tablet. Is that okay?" Xie Qiao asked.
Erniang of the Cai family shook her head.
"They didn't remember me at that time. Now that I'm dead, why would they care about this tablet?" She knew very well in her heart.
Moreover, her children were old, and they had probably forgotten her completely.
After being a ghoul for so many years, she had thought about many things.
Looking back on her life, she more or less understood that she was too foolish when she was alive.
"Meng Jifang, kneel!" Xie Qiao suddenly shouted at Meng Jifang.
