Gloom and terror swept over the three in an instant.
Lin Yi looked into the old woman's eyes and saw they were resolute, without the slightest hesitation, as if she could truly foresee something.
"Old woman, who is the other person you are talking about?"
"It's Ma Haiqiang." The old woman's tone remained assertive, "He and Fang Daye both have to die."
Ma Haiqiang!
"Do you know something inside?"
"That fox was discovered in his factory, and Fang Daye killed it. The two of them killed it together and ate the meat," the old woman babbled:
"Fang Daye is dead, and Ma Haiqiang's retribution is coming soon..."
The old woman walked towards the darkness ahead with one hand behind her back and the other holding onto a walking stick, clattering along.
Muttering as she went.
"They'll all die… all die…"
The cold night wind blew through the white lanterns, over the paper effigies of cattle and horses in the yard, and onto the three people.
