The Goddessapos;s Su

Outside Beijing's southern suburbs, at an unnamed cemetery, Lin knelt before a nameless tombstone. With an emotionless expression, he set the yellow paper in his hand alight and placed it in the brazier.,At this time, the sound of footsteps echoed through the hall.,Lin nodded, walked to the old man's side, and took out a silver needle, half an inch long like hair, from the pouch hanging from his waist. Then, he carefully pricked the old man's brow.。