That night, the grandmother and granddaughter chatted over a glass of absinthe all night until dawn broke over the horizon.
Ma Xi was old and could not take it anymore, so he fell asleep first.
Qi Ying did not fall asleep. Instead, she stared blankly at the moon in the sky.
That day was a full moon. The moon emitted a charming yellow halo that looked down on the entire land with a gentle aura.
Qi Ying poured herself a glass of medicinal wine. The bitter and cold taste cleared her mind.
She looked at the moon in front of her and recalled the scene of her being hunted down in her previous life.
Her spiritual power was extremely high. Those people nailed her to the cross and used extremely cruel methods to force her soul out of her body.
Those people did not show mercy to her body. They found countless ferocious beasts to humiliate and bite her until she turned into bones.
She closed her eyes and let the memories leave her mind.
