On the pitch black night of her dream, she groped along the road, carrying a lamp and walking quickly.
The moonlight fell on the narrow path, reflecting her slender shadow and swaying lights, like a messenger of the underworld, carrying a lantern at night.
Not far away, at the end of the alley, the lights were brightly lit, and many people stood there, their voices mixed with cries. Men's roars and women's screams intertwined, as if hell had been dragged into the world, making people's scalp tingle.
She walked out of the alley and mixed into the crowd, her heart beating fast and urgent, only listening to others discussing and saying, "What crime did Gu family commit
Where did you commit a crime? "Said the onlooker," It's just that Lord Wang lacks food and pay and slaughters a fat sheep