After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Together.

Li Daochang didn't even startle a ripple in his heart.

He was tall and tall, with white beard and hair, fluttering gently in the black mist and breeze.

He calmly turned his hands away and looked at the belly of the female wooden sculpture.

There, the belly was beating violently, as if the fetus inside couldn't wait to tear the mother's belly, and rushed out from inside.

Li Daochang remembered what he had calculated before.

Ghosts will live.

Could it be...the fetus being conceived is the incarnation of ghosts?