After the rain stopped, a few strong men from the village were organized to dig up the body. The person had already passed away, and Lin Daya's father still held the rope of the ox tightly in his hand.,Lin Xi "…" A shiver ran down her spine, it was too spicy for the eyes.,For several days, the body had been expelling more air than it was taking in. After being drenched by the heavy rain, it developed a high fever and breathed its last. Lin Xi then came over. The original owner was gone, their money spent, with nothing left to regret.。
