Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Wu Feiyan walked towards the woods behind the camp.

At this time, Wu Feiyan was only seventy to eighty meters away from Ye Chen and Lin Wan'er.

It's just that her attention was not on these young people at all, and she was in a silent state, and she didn't release her aura to investigate each other, so she didn't notice any abnormalities at all.

At this time, Ye Chen was carefully looking at Wu Feiyan from the corner of his eye.

This woman looks to be in her thirties, with a mature and charming appearance. Whether it is appearance or temperament, she can definitely be regarded as the top of the top.

And in her hand, she was carrying some yellow paper and a wine jar. The yellow paper looked very rough, and it was probably extremely difficult to buy nowadays.

Ye Chen could tell that the yellow paper and wine jar Wu Feiyan was carrying must be for worshiping Lin Zhulu, and being able to come to worship him showed that in Wu Feiyan's heart, she didn't only hate Lin Zhulu.

Lin Wan'er was also a little surprised. Originally, she thought that Wu Feiyan would come here aggressively and vent her personal anger in front of her parents' tomb, but she didn't expect that Wu Feiyan would come here with the things used for worship.

The other people who were camping together also saw Wu Feiyan who was alone at this time, and for a while, everyone whispered to each other secretly.

Someone said: "I'll go, is that eldest sister here to sweep the grave?"

Someone echoed: "It looks like it, but I don't see any tomb here."

Shu Lan was a little nervous, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't this a tomb before?"

Hu Leqi said calmly: "Even if it is a tomb, there is nothing to make a fuss about. It is said that thousands of ancient tombs were discovered during the construction of the subway in Chang'an before. It seems that there are outstanding people here. There are so many An ancient tomb is also normal."

Ye Chen also nodded at this moment and said: "The old nonsense is right, even if others come to visit the grave, there is nothing strange about it. Let's not talk about others behind their backs. It will be embarrassing and impolite if people hear it."

Hu Leqi nodded and said: "Ah Chen's point of view is the same as mine. Let's not bother with other people's affairs. When the sun rises, everyone should take the time to go back to the tent to rest for a while, sleep in the cage, and stay up all night. At the beginning, I didn't feel tired. , I feel a little overwhelmed now."

Everyone expressed that their feelings were the same as his, but they didn't know that it was a sequela after the aura in the liquor had been exhausted.

Lin Wan'er suddenly took out her mobile phone at this time, and said to Ye Chen: "Honey, before the sun's light is so strong, let's take a photo with the sun and take some selfies."

Ye Chen guessed that she wanted to take a picture of Wu Feiyan, so he nodded knowingly, then took out his mobile phone and turned on the camera function of the front camera.

After opening the camera, the two turned around tacitly, with their backs facing the rising sun and Wu Feiyan, and took a group photo.

After taking the photo, Ye Chen quickly clicked on the photo to enlarge it. Thanks to the high resolution of the front camera, Wu Feiyan's appearance was clearly captured in the photo.

Afterwards, while adjusting his posture, Ye Chen took a group photo with Lin Wan'er, and kept capturing photos related to Wu Feiyan through the photos taken by the front camera.

But it's a pity that Wu Feiyan entered the woods very quickly, and the front camera didn't have a telephoto function. It's a bit of a dream to take pictures of her in this situation.

So, he put his phone in his pocket and continued to pretend to enjoy the sunrise with Lin Wan'er.

And from the corner of his eye, he was still staring at Wu Feiyan carefully.

After searching for a while in the woods, Wu Feiyan chose a relatively empty place, and then took out a hammer and a cylinder made of wooden handle from her bag.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Feiyan threw the yellow paper on the ground, pressed the cylinder against the yellow paper, and then hit the head of the cylinder heavily with a hammer.

In this way, the rough yellow paper left circular outlines with a square hole in the middle.

This is the "making money" that ordinary people have rarely come into contact with.

Although the yellow paper is rough in workmanship, it is highly flammable. Until now, it is still the best choice for many people in rural areas to sweep graves and pay homage to relatives in Qingming.

And the cylinder of the wooden handle is the mold for making money. JrNovels.com