The group chattered and laughed jovially as they headed towards the entrance of Qixia Temple.
From a distance, Old Mrs. Li saw Old Mrs. Ji stumble and almost fall.
The Li Family maids who were following them quickly supported her and asked softly, "Old Madame, what's wrong?"
Old Mrs. Li hurriedly patted her chest. Her mind was flooded with the memory of that dark night, at Ling Village's chaotic burial mound, where she and her daughter-in-law, Zhao Chunxiang, were buried alive with only their heads exposed.
Cold sweat broke out all over her body.
"Grandma! What's wrong?" Li Yanyan, feeling Old Mrs. Li's trembling, quickly asked.
Old Mrs. Li struggled to stand straight, stabilized her mind, and looked back along the mountain road. Not seeing Old Mrs. Ji's lame son and eldest daughter-in-law, she finally managed to calm her frantic heart.
