No século XXI, Jiang Lihua era uma mulher forte e independente, mas devido a um acidente, ela foi transportada para a antiguidade e tornou-se a esposa adotada de uma família de agricultores, à beira d
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Under cover of night, a woman carried a burlap sack on her back, while a young man holding a shovel followed behind her. The two of them hurried furtively toward the rear mountain.
Jiang Lihua was jolted awake. Her mind was groggy, and pain coursed through her entire body, leaving her utterly powerless.
Dimly, she heard a man and a woman talking.
“Mother, are we really going to throw her into the rear mountain?”
“Bin’er, you must not be softhearted. She cannot die in our house.”
With a heavy thud, another wave of pain swept through her body. Jiang Lihua realized that someone had thrown her forcefully onto the ground.
A cold wind blew past, making the woman and the young man shiver.
The young man said, “Mother, just leave her here. There’s no need to dig a hole. Let’s go home. I keep feeling that this place is haunted.”
Suddenly, he felt something seize his foot. His entire body went rigid, and he did not dare move.
Trembling, he said, “Mother, Mother, look at my foot. Is there something underneath it?”
The woman looked down at her son’s feet and shrieked in terror. Grabbing him, she tried to run.
“A ghost! Bin’er, run! Run!”
“Mother, I can’t run! I…”
Only then did she realize that the young man had been frightened into wetting himself. His legs were shaking uncontrollably.
“My poor Bin’er!”
With a loud cry, the woman gritted her teeth, crouched down, hoisted her son onto her back, and began to flee.
Jiang Lihua finally crawled out of the sack and slowly opene