At first I frowned, didn't pay much attention, and kept walking forward.

After waiting for only a minute or two to leave, I consciously took out my mobile phone and shined a light on the road. There were no street lights on the road ahead, and it was pitch black and I couldn't see clearly.

I also have a flashlight on my phone, which also plays a big role at this time.

I used my mobile phone to illuminate the light and walked forward cautiously. I was afraid that there would be another pit or something that would trip me up.

After walking forward for a minute or two, I suddenly felt a burning sensation in the air.

The smell is like burning something paper. The smell is very special and you can smell it as soon as you smell it.

I was puzzled and thought to myself who was burning something in the middle of the night? Could it be that someone's house was on fire?

I denied this idea as soon as it came up, because there was a bright light not far ahead.

I guess this is the source of burning things.

After walking for a while, I saw a man squatting on the side of the road burning something.

After slowly getting closer, I could clearly see the appearance of this person. She looked like a woman. And judging from her figure, I felt that this woman should at least not be too ugly.

Although I was a little confused, I didn't ask any more questions. After all, there were a lot of people burning things. How could I ask them one by one?

Thinking of this, I ignored it and prepared to walk past the woman.

But when I walked to the woman's side, something strange happened in my heart, and I glanced at the woman out of the corner of my eye to see what she was burning.

It was this sight that immediately gave me a creepy feeling.

This woman is actually burning hell paper!

That’s money for dead people!

I feel strange in my heart. I haven't heard of anyone dying here recently, so why are paper money being burned? Especially at this late night.

After a slight hesitation, I gritted my teeth and turned back to look at the woman.

The woman probably knew of my existence, so she slowly raised her head and glanced at me.

Under the light of the fire in front of her, I could see that this woman was not unattractive, but rather pretty.

Her skin is quite fair and her eyes are very big. She looks like she is only in her twenties or seventies.

I don’t understand. She is so young and doesn’t feel scared to go out and burn paper in the middle of the night?

I thought for a moment and took out my ID from my pocket, then said, "I'm a policeman, who are you burning paper for tonight?"

Probably after hearing the words "I am a policeman", the woman paused for a moment and then a few cold words came out of her mouth.
Chapter completed!