C62 Ghost fog

At the back of the mountain, the road was bumpy and uneven. We found the cat face old lady's tricycle, so she stopped at the foot of the back mountain. The old woman with the cat face had disappeared.

Zhao Jiale and I looked at each other. Sure enough, the cat-faced old lady had arrived at the back of the mountain.

All the complicated expressions on Zhao Jiale's face were revealed. One