C97 Sound of Molars in Grave

As soon as the old beggar stepped in front of me, I was the last to walk. Furthermore, I carried two shovels on my shoulder. After just two steps, I felt that there was something wrong. Because I felt the other end of the shovel getting heavier and heavier, I didn't feel it at first, but it was only when I could barely hold it on one side that I knew something was wrong.

I quickly turned my head