C765 The Dead Should be Alive

A few days ago, in Shandong. Qingdao.

In such a huge hall, even a pin drop could be heard.

Ji Siting knelt in the middle, and in front of her, were rows after rows of spirit tablets, densely packed and packed to the brim, with no end in sight. And every spirit tablet, symbolized a legend of the Ji Family.

For thousands of years