442 Male Ghost of Hanging Neck Mountain
She removed all the branches and turned it into a long stick.
In one hand, she used the stick to knock down the fruits from the pointed branches of the bayberry tree, while in the other, she held an empty basket to catch them.
Over an hour later, two baskets were filled, and the loaded bayberry tree had been picked clean.
She threw away the stick, sat down at the foot of the tree, and looked up at the trunk. "I wonder which branch you, the hanging big sister, had your neck hung on? I've come back and forth so many times, but you never showed up to greet me! I'm still waiting to see you swinging on the tree."
"Come on out." She said in a friendly tone, "After I'm done with the bayberries, I might not come back. Considering how often I've been here before, we could be friends, right? Don't worry, I, Su Qingyue, am friends with both the living and the dead. Being my friend is reliable!"
"Hehe..." A muffled male voice chuckled.