The night was dark as ink, and the evening wind emitted mournful wails.
Swish! Swish!
The waters of the Jialing River hit the shore, unable to mask the sound of digging beside the reef.
The flint was placed nearby, and under its faint light, the government official swung the hoe, his eyes flickering, gripped by tension and fear.
"Woo woo~"
In his ear, it seemed as if he heard the crying of children.
His body shivered, and combined with the incessant stench of corpses filling his nostrils, he couldn't help but buckled his knees and fall to the ground, clasping his hands together, tremblingly saying: "Don't blame me, don't blame me, I am compelled against my will..."
After speaking, he picked up the hoe and resumed digging.
Stroke after stroke, sweat kept dripping.
He seemed to sense that something around him was watching him, but his entire body trembled and he dared not lift his head.
Crunch!
A crisp sound echoed, he finally excavated something.
