On this day, Old Master Mo was finally laid to rest. The villagers of Mo Family Village, having feasted on his family's fish and meat for several days and filled with nourishment, all came to see him off. A procession of several hundred people marched grandly toward the mountain. Viewed from a distance, the long line with white flags fluttering was quite an impressive sight.
Xuexue and Big Bull followed behind.
Initially, Xuexue hadn't wanted to come, but had been pestered by the little ghost all night long, insisting that she should be there. Now that they had a contract, the little ghost couldn't stray too far from Xuexue, or it would suffer soul scatter.
Since her brother and sister were about to be reincarnated, today was their final goodbye. Therefore, the little ghost insisted on seeing them off on their last journey.
Four strong men carrying the coffin walked slowly behind the Copper Gong.
