At ten in the morning, at Taiping Bridge Cemetery.@@novelbin@@

This place was a hill of graves, with a clear stream circling its base. An old stone bridge spanned the stream, known as Taiping Bridge. Crossing the bridge led to the eternal resting place of the deceased, where green vegetation blanketed the hills, dotted with grey-white tombstones.

This was an old cemetery on the outskirts of Leave City, lacking in planning, disorganized, overgrown with wild grass, and permeated with an air of desolation and decay.

However, Gao Yang preferred this old cemetery over those neat and shiny new ones. He always felt that this was how a cemetery should look, a true world belonging to those who had passed.

Everyone except Dragon attended Mischievous Ghost's funeral.

Taking turns with shovels, each person helped to bury Mischievous Ghost's coffin.

Afterward, Tengu erected the carved tombstone.

Adorable Lamb cried all the way, her eyes swollen like two light bulbs. Now, unable to hold back her tears, she asked White Rabbit beside her, "Was Uncle Mischievous Ghost really a bad person?"

"Little Adorable Lamb, Uncle Mischievous Ghost wasn't a bad person," White Rabbit squatted down, comforting Adorable Lamb, "He was just the Big Bad Wolf."

"The Big Bad Wolf?" Adorable Lamb didn't understand.

"Mm, if the Big Bad Wolf doesn't eat the little pigs, he will starve to death, but if the Big Bad Wolf eats the little pigs, the little pigs will die. Either the Big Bad Wolf or the little pigs must die."

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