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The ancestral temple, shadowy and bizarre, seemed even more eerie once Granny Gu had closed the doors.
This ancestral temple resembled a huge skull; its surface covered in pale paint, with two dark window sockets on the second floor, mimicking the empty eye sockets of a skull.
Li Muyang stood outside the ancestral temple and waited for a long time, when suddenly a chilly wind blew from the distance, sweeping directly into the temple.
Subsequently, a strange and mournful scream echoed from inside.
The sound was definitely not made by any living creature, sending an inexplicable chill through Li Muyang's body.
After a while, the temple's door opened.
Granny Gu led out Little Wild Grass, whose face was pale and eyes were filled with terror.
The old woman wore a benevolent smile, as if nothing had happened.
"All set, you rascal. Take your Little Wild Grass home," she said.
As she spoke, she tossed a dirty object into Li Muyang's hands.
