lt;White Bone Demong

In the early spring, when the rabbit leaps (in the lunar calendar), all things awaken from their winter slumber.,The night temperature was very low, even I could see my own white breath. Inside the white coffin, the woman didn't look old, she was in her prime, wearing a burial shroud, with a waist like willow branches and a flat belly, not like she was pregnant. Yet there was a circle of black stitching on her neck.,It was as if a pair of dead eyes were staring straight at the plug and the dried tangerine peel.。