Although very faint, the Wandering Ghosts will definitely flee.
"Alas~"
The white-haired old woman sighed and explained in a low voice: "The autumn harvest is approaching, and something unknown is driving the wild boars down from the mountains to wreak havoc. We hope this ritual can avert the disaster."
"If it doesn't work, can we invite everyone to perform a Yang play?"
"This..."
Upon hearing this, Li Yan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Sorry, we have other things to attend to and can't afford the delay."
The old woman's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment but she didn't insist.
Despite the arrival of a group of mysterious outsiders causing vigilance among the villagers, seeing Su Ni's permission, no one dared to disturb them.
Moreover, they warmly entertained the guests.
They brought grass mats and offered fine wines and delicacies.
