But someone should know.
...
At 4:50 AM, dawn was approaching.
The cinema had shown three movies; tonight's black market was about to close.
Yin Si Niang took out about ten porcelain jars, one for each ghost servant, packed them up, and stored them in a suitcase.
Besides the ghost servants, there were also two boxes of cash and two boxes of miscellaneous items. Yin Si Niang, quite strong, carried the four boxes downstairs and loaded them directly onto the truck, and drove onto the street with a push of the accelerator.
Yin Si Niang rolled down the window, let the breeze blow in, hummed a little tune, and felt very at ease along the way.
Meeting such a generous buyer who bought four ghost servants without even bargaining, how could she not feel at ease?
"That south wind blows cool, that south wind is really cool, how is it so cool..."
Li Banfeng sighed and said, "Is that the only line you know?"
