C276 Ghost Gate

In one of the graves, we saw the dirty old man. From afar, we could see him resting on his hands, half lying on a tomb, his legs folded, and his mouth holding a dog's tail grass. His feet were dangling, and he looked carefree.

Soon, we walked to the front of the dirty old man. Before he got close, Zhang Xinzhai covered his nose and looked at the huge black snake