C646 The Child Who Dug the Stone Tomb

I was about to ask something when I saw Grandma Zhung squat down and use her hands to pull away the weeds in front of her. She stared at the stone grave without blinking.

I saw her serious expression and swallowed the words that were about to come out of my mouth. I also imitated her and pulled away the weeds to observe the empty space in front of me.

The white moonlight, the empty field